[Gilderoy doesn't want to admit to being afraid of flying so instead he just keeps on smiling his bright, vacant smile.]

It is rather sweet... but in a delicious way! My mummy- I mean my mum send me a lot of pocket money over the weekend, I wouldn't mind paying for yours. [He's still in the other boy's lap, his firm tushy pressing up against him. Perhaps Sirius should consider pushing him off?]