Oliver pondered what she said for a moment and smiled. He never once thought of possibly one of the so called 'brainiacs' of the school would ever want to be a Gryffindor, but he supposed maybe some did want to swap houses, especially if they were fighting with a dorm mate or something. "Never really thought about it to be quite honest. As long as no one wished to be a Slytherin." He made a silly face at her to show his distaste for the cunning group.
Oliver grinned once more. "Penny, I don't ever see you being a cat lady, even if there were billions left in the world. You're bright, fun and if you don't mind me saying, very pretty." He blushed a bit and then shrugged. It was true. Hell, he was surprised she didn't have a husband and children by now.
"Excellent!" he exclaimed and then picked up a fork off the table and tapped it on the table three times. Something they were supposed to do when they were hungry so the house elves would know they wanted something. "How's Al doing?" He asked as he grabbed a glass of juice and a ham sandwich off of a plate that appeared. There were only two of them seated at that table but the elves had magicked enough food for ten people there. "We've all got to get together one of these afternoons and play Quidditch." He took a bit of his sandwich and drank his juice down before continuing. "You're going to play with us." He grinned and then continued eating. He wasn't taking no for an answer.