While Percy had agreed to let Oliver go to the meeting first, he didn't wait more than ten minutes before he set off in the direction of the Charms classroom. Promptness was as characteristic as his red hair. While an excuse could have slipped out as smoothly as butter and not have an eye batted at it twice, Percy had his principles and not lying if he could help it was one of them.
It was with his mouth pressed into a thin line that he pushed the door open and walked in to find Bill joined by Angelina and Oliver. His jaw reflexively set when he saw Angelina, but he promptly shoved back the shadows of the Horrible No-Good Dream and gave a polite nod to the group. He refused to let his judgment be clouded by a dream.
"Evening," Percy said by way of greeting. "Who else are we expecting?"