Anthony was most certainly not a wall. Though, he was, in fact, not paying attention. He had looked up just in time to skirt to the side, awkwardly, to a avoid a full on crash, though he didn't move far enough to completely avoid being hit. Fail.
In his hands, he had one of the magazines that the other Ravenclaw Boys had brought him from Lisa while he was still in the hospital wing. The cover still played the magazine off as a good potions read, but the pictures inside suggested differently. Very differently.
Small, out of the way hallways really did make for awkward run ins, especially with someone like Percy, who he had very much wanted in that dream. "M-my fault. D-didn't jump away f-f-fast enough." He snapped the magazine shut, hiding it behind his back. "P-Percy. Afternoon."
Oh, yes, that was a blush creeping up his neck and cheeks.