He knew she was right. His parents would want to know that he wasn't feeling great. They would want to help him. It was the way they had always been. He doubted two more loving, caring parents existed aside from his own. "Guess I need to visit them soon, don't I?" he sighed, leaning back in his chair.
He laughed at her teasing. "The most oxygenated house on the block, I'm sure," he smiled. "Neville Longbottom, improving your breathing one plant at a time."