"Oh, what was unfair about that?" he asked with a laugh. "He sorted Gryffindor! You can't blame me because we got one of the best fliers Hogwarts had seen since my brother Charlie."
He was up for the challenge, and his eyes sparkled from behind his glasses. "We shall. And I'll be a little richer by the end of it."
Grabbing his fork, he tried to recall whether or not he'd had Penny's cooking before. He thought not. "Can you cook, Penny?" he asked. "You know, I don't think I've ever tried your cooking."