Oliver was getting a major headache and he really wanted the night to be over soon. He ran a hand through his head before taking another long sip of his butterbeer. He looked at the other end of the table in longing.
Hermione talked happily with Gerry, Alicia, and Alicia's roommate. They were talking about one one of her favorite past times. Books well technically Jane Austen books.
"I think Mr. Knightly was so much better looking than Mr. Wentworth." Rianne argued against Gerry.
"But Mr. Wentworth had a so much better plot and had more romantic feelings to Anne than, Mr. Knightly to Emma."
"That's because Emma would avoid him."
"And Anne was told explicitly to ever be with him. Yet when she rejects him, he still loves her and vice versa."
"Oh bloody hell." Alicia murmured beside Hermione. "Are they ever going to shut up about that? They haven't changed the subject since we've sat down."
Hermione laughed. "You want me to do something?"
"Yes. Anything to make them stop."
"Ok." "Well I think Mr. Darcy is by far the most romantic of all the guys." She said loudly to the two girls.
"Of course he's in a whole nother league." Gerry agreed.
"Definitely." Rianne said.
"Thank you Hermione." Alicia whispered as she eyed the two content girls.
Oliver frowned as he heard Hermione 'gush' about this Darcy guy. Who the bloody hell was this Darcy guy anyway? Did he go to Hogwarts with them?
"Oh my gosh Oliver you're so cute when your sooooo serious." A girl gushed.
Oliver and the four at the other end of the table cringed.
Oliver wished that the food would just come already so that he could escape this torture. Before he could get a new butterbeer, a woman appeared beside him.
"Hullo."
The girl stammered as she stared at the famous quiddtch player's face. He did look as good in real life as he did in magazines. "Uh uh hi." She squeaked before clearing her throat. "These are for you. Can you ask the questions to all the girls? We want the viewers to…" The girl started to trail out as Oliver paid undivided attention to her.
"Yes?"
"Um uh the producer thought it would be nice for the audience to get to know the contestants and you."
"Of course I'll do it." Oliver smiled at the jittery girl.
"Ohh that poor girl." Alicia said. Hermione rested her chin on her palm and looked at the girl next to Oliver that looked as if she was about to pass out.
"Yeah, I hope she starts breathing soon. I'm not sure if the natural born charmer knows CPR. " Alicia let out one loud laugh that caused all eyes to fall on her. Alicia waved awkwardly. Hermione hid a laugh by covering her mouth with her palm.
"So what were you guys talking about?" Gerry asked peering at them.
"About how much a pureblood Oliver is and how we hope that girl starts breathing because we're sure Oliver does not know CPR." Alicia answered. It was Gerry and Rianne's turn to laugh.
But their time was quickly interrupted by a ghost popping up in the center. Gerry screamed causing Hermione and Alicia to jump in surprise while Rianne had fallen off her seat.
"Girls do not scream. It's just moi. Mon mon, the master has très beau women competing pour lui." The ghost that had popped his head from the table said.
"It's a it's a French ghost in the middle of Scotland." Gerry stated.
The three girls laughed at her.
"Bloody hell, you had me worried there for a second." Alicia said sitting back down.
"Non need to be effrayé de moi." The ghost smiled at them.
"Pardon?" Rianne asked.
"No need to be afraid of him." Hermione translated.
"Très bon. Êtes-vous à l'aise en français?"
"Pas vraiment mais assez."
"Hermione translate please." Gerry pleaded.
Hermione sighed. "He said very good and asked if I spoke French fluently. I said not really but enough."
"Yeah right. You sounded pretty fluent to me." Alicia snorted.
"I agree." Gerry said. Rianne nodded in agreement.
Hermione blushed.
"Should've known the Hogwarts bookworm would be fluent in more than one language." Oliver said smiling at her.
The six girls all turned to glare at her.
Hermione held her laughter. After seven years of Hogwarts with Harry and Ron she got very used to the glares. Now they just seemed comical to her.
"The more you glare or frown the more wrinkles you'll have." Gerry chimed.
Gasps went through the other end of the table as the girls touched their faces. One started rubbing her face while telling herself sorry.
Rianne started laughing causing the rest of them to.
"Moi still here dames." The ghost said.
"Dames?" Gerry exclaimed.
"Gerry it means ladies not dogs." Hermione explained quickly.
"Oh. Okay."
"I thinks moi has fallen dans l'amour."
"What?" Alicia mouthed to Hermione.
"He says thinks he's fallen in love with Hermione." Oliver said before Hermione could translate.
"Now that's surprising. Gryffindor's quidditch obsessed captain knows French." Hermione said laughter laced in her voice.
"I have my secrets. And Henry, shouldn't you be at the O' Connell's?"
"Thee nouveau bébé has chased me away and the beautés have attracted moi here."
"I see."
"Mr. Wood, ladies." A man suddenly apparated.
All eyes turned to him even the two ghosts.
"We must start our next portion which is when Oliver will ask you ladies questions and in turn that girl gets to ask him one question. This way the viewers get to know you all and him more."
"Oh fun." Hermione mumbled.
"Moi très excited to voyez vos réponses."
"He's excited to see-"
"Our answers?" Gerry asked.
"Yes Gerry. Maybe by the end of tonight Henry here will teach some French words."
"Ohhh cool. I've always wanted to learn. It is the most romantic language of all time."
"Moi starting to like vous tres much." Henry said looking at Gerry.
"Ack I don't know Hermione help!"