Percy really was a strange man. Who took their own personal time to learn something like that? "That's very.... Ravenclaw of you." He grinned down at Percy. Strange as it W's, Anthony could understand it. He knew the names of every single Ravenclaw under him, before and after becoming a Prefect. But that was just his own house, not all of them.
"Well, yes. B-b-but how? I know nothing about shoes except that they go on your feet." He kept his smile up. "I'm r-ready for that challenge." It would be hard, but he could handle it. "Ill b-b-be the b-b-best darn shoe cobbler this s-side of the island." Best way to cope, he had always heard, was to make the best of a situation. A sense of humor helped with that.
"Harry Potter's mother? That's...." he trailed off. As part of the DA, he'd got to look at the picture of the original order members often. Learn their faces, hear stories, grow to admire them and the sacrifices they made. "Wow, for lack of a b-b-better word."