Startled by Percy's quiet arrival, Verity nearly tore Padma's meticulously drawn schedule. (It was a schedule which, admittedly, she hadn't been following terribly well lately, but still...) She turned to him, noting his discomfort. There was a certain droop about his shoulders. Apparently he really liked Wood.
...his being civil to you does mean that you can trust him... Damn Ginny sometimes.
"Hey," she said, jostling him with an elbow. Let's get out of here, yeah, and you tell me about Mr. Unreasonable." Too bad there was no pub here. Percy looked like he could really use a pint.