Harry raised an eyebrow. "Somehow, that does not surprise me, he’s always been quite the overdramatic prat. Do you remember when Buckbeak laid into him? Madam Pomfrey must have fixed that cut in half a minute, but he still walked around the castle like a muppet wearing that sling for a week." Harry reminisced, shaking his head with incredulity. "I’m sure he’s going to milk it for all it’s worth. Pride, you know?" 