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Alicia looked at the castle. She couldn't believe it but Gerry had managed to drag them in literally every square inch of the village and found some way to reference Oliver into each one of them. Now her feet were killing her and all she wanted to do was lie on her bed.

"Alicia we should go into the kitchen!" Gerry said dragging Alicia towards the kitchen.

"Ugh no, not now Gerry. My feet are killing m-"

"Surprise!"

"Mom, dad!"

"What are you sitting outside here for?"

"I like stars a lot. As a kid my dad used to take me on his broom and we would just hover up as far as we could and stare at them. We even gave them names."

"Oh. Like what names."

"Here sit down here." Oliver said patting the ground next to him. Hermione looked at him unsure. "What don't you trust little ole me?" Oliver said innocently.

Hermione rolled her eyes but sat down beside him. "So what were the names?"

Oliver laughed. "See that star the one beside the moon."

"Um hm."

"My dad named it Ophelia, after my mum."

"Your mum has a pretty name." Hermione said also lying down.

Oliver laughed lightly. "Thanks. Do you want to know another?"

"Sure."

"See that one?"

"Which one."

"The brightest one in front of us."

"Um Ollie dear, there are many bright stars in front of us."

"Don't call me Ollie reminds me of my Aunt Regine." Oliver shuddered.

"Your aunt?"

"Yep. Ugh she comes to visit every September on her birthday. And each time she always gives me one big sloppy kiss on the cheek while asking. How's my little Ollie boy. Like as if I'm a baby. She still does it now and I'm 23!" Oliver said disgusted.

Hermione broke out in a fit of giggles.

"Hey I'm telling the truth."

"No it's not that I believe you. It's just a pretty funny image."

"Oh."

"So about that star?" Hermione asked as she stopped giggling.

"Yes. My favorite. Give me your hand."

Hermione looked at him suspiciously but gave him her hand. Oliver took her hand in his. He then swept their hands and pointed at a star.

"You see?"

"Um they're all the same to me?"

Oliver groaned before pulling Hermione to him.

"Whoa."

"Don't complain. I'm going to show you this star if it's the last thing I do."

"Oliver. You know if someone sees us they might think something inappropriate."

"Oh hush. Look where my fingers pointing at."

"Your finger? I think that's mine!"

"Minor details."

"Oliver." Hermione said laughing.

"Just look."

"I'm looking , I'm looking."

"Are you looking at the right one though?" Oliver teased.

"If you're pointing at the right one. Yes."

"Finally." Oliver playfully sighed.

"And it's name?"

"Her name is Estella."

Hermione blinked.

"Estella?" She said dumbfounded.

"Estella."

"Estella."

"Yes Hermione Estella."

Hermione started to laugh. "How (giggle) original (giggle)."

"Hey I was four when I named it. And had a lisp too so it sounded different."

"Uh huh."

As it was the two started to talk about their childhoods and time passed without either even realizing it.

Then there was a loud noise that sounded a lot like a grandfather clock.

"Oliver what's that?"

"The grand clock it only rings at midnight though. Sort of lame."

"Oh my god. Oliver it's ringing that means it's-" Hermione said getting up quickly.

"Midnight. Oh gods."

"How did time fly by so fast?" Hermione asked as the two walked back into the castle.

"We were having fun."

"We were weren't we?"

Oliver smiled at her. "I have to head to the other wing."

"I figured."

"So this is sayonara till tomorrow?"

"Yep."

"Well then good night Hermione. " Oliver said bending down kissing Hermione's hand. He looked up. "Don't have a perverted dream of me now."

"Oliver!" Hermione exclaimed outraged.

Oliver walked away shaking from laughter.

Hermione rolled her eyes then turned to the banister to head to her and Gerry's room. But stopped a few steps up the stairs as she felt someone glaring coldly at her.

"I wonder what we're doing today." Rianne said as she put on her make up in Gerry and Hermione's room.

"Or better question what were our innocent bookworm and quidditch obsessed Oliver doing together last night? You two disappeared for a while." Alicia said wiggling her eyebrows.

"We did nothing!" Hermione replied quickly maybe a little too quickly because it only made her three friends look at her suspiciously.

"We just looked at the stars honest!"

"Then why are you blushing Mione?" Gerry asked.

Hermione covered her face with her hands. "Ugh you guys are making me blush not whatever you all imagined might have happened last night."

"Well I for one was imagining you two skinny dipping in the moat." Gerry said.

"What! Gerry!"

"All ladies please come to the main downstairs hall." A voice said.

"Where'd that come from?" Gerry asked looking around.

"Ger, we do use magic for more things than doing our hair." Alicia teased.

"Oh yeah."

"Hello." Oliver said smiling at the girls.

"Hi Oliver." One girl said dreamily.

Alicia made a face.

"Uh hi? Yes well… today we're having some kind of competition. And I'm supposed to tell you girls to change into comfortable, mobile clothes. So if you girls would change, I'll tell you what we're going to do."

Hermione and the girls stayed. They were already dressed in everyday clothes and comfortable shoes.

There were two other girls but they were in their own corner.

Oliver started to head toward Hermione and the group, he was stopped by a ghost appearing in front of him.

"Hello Lady Felicia."

"Good morning master."

"Lady Felicia please don't call me master. I'm your friend."

"But you are the master."

"Lady Felicia… Just call me Oliver please. I'm sorry but I have to talk to someone." Oliver said smiling at the ghost before heading to Hermione.

Hermione felt a glare that was similar to the one she had received last night. Looking at the people there she didn't see anyone looking at her.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Oliver asked looking at her concerned.

"it's nothing."

"So what exactly do we have to do in this so called competition?"

"You'll find out when everybody else does Rianne. Which is not long from now." Oliver said eyeing the banister where several girls were coming down.

Oliver stared at the ten women in front of him. Most were dressed in jeans and a shirt but three were in clothes that looked like they were ready to hit a club.

"Are you sure you want to go like that?" Oliver asked one more time looking at the three women. They all stood like statues, just staring at him. "Yes well, um. Please stand in a straight line and someone will come around and you must pick a number out of the hat."

As Oliver finished, a young guy probably in his mid teens appeared with a top hat and started down the line.

"I got 1." Alicia said.

"I got 6." Gerry said

"2. What'd you get Mione?" Rianne asked.

"10." She answered.

"Does everybody have a number?" Oliver asked.

"Yes." The grils said.

"Well then. Kids you can come out now!" Oliver hollered.

30 children came running into the hall from the dining room. Each kid had on shorts and a shirt. Girls had pink shirts boys had blue shirts. Each though had a number 1-10.

"Oh Merlin help us all." Gerry said shocked.

Hermione and so did many others agreed with her.

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