Peter's hands had reached out, catching hold of the broom instinctively. "I--Well..." He stumbled over his own words, cheeks burning as a deeper flush crept into his pale skin. Sometimes it was a touch frustrating that his friends were quite so good at flying, and that they were so eager to draw him into that fold.
Now though, Peter found no time to worry about that, there were bigger problems in mind and right now he just wanted to have fun. Grinning sheepishly, he gave a slight shrug.
"I guess I will..." He said, answering Lily's comment, his eyes all the while fixed on Sirius, who grinned looking better then he had in days, and Molly who looked uncomfortable with the boy's arm around her.