He reached forward with his drink, tapping it against hers in the toast. "It's all I really expect from you. And seeing as you're a Ravenclaw, it's the very best that I expect from you." He might not have been so obviously Ravenclawish, but he did tend to hold himself and his former House in higher regard.
As amazing as it was how much attention a year playing first string Chaser on a fairly good Quidditch team, he was glad that Lucy had come alone. If he had wanted to get mobbed by fans, he would have gone to visit the castle itself. One day, he might, but today was totally dedicated to playing catchup with Lucy.
Which unfortunately meant talking about some unpleasant things.
It was as he expected it to be going at Hogwarts. People talking, the Slytherins probably being arses about everything, and just a whole lot of uncertainty and fear. He reached over, patting her hand with his own. "I don't suppose you found yourself a boyfriend to distract yourself from all this with?" Because there was no way in hell he was going to tell her to provoke anyone and stand up to people voicing their terrible opinions. No, that was certainly too dangerous. So he fell back on one of his old standby items to tease her with.