...Pouting...
My team comes up with a day when they should come to check out my room and do a full work up of my condition and closet. Mum sits and listens with a smile. She's not shocked in the slightest when they tell her about my guitar performances.
We stop by the ice cream shop on our way home and pick up dessert for dinner tonight since dad is having some people over. I help mum clean up since dad is busy and Kreacher is cooking up a feast. The triplets are playing in their play area and Serenity is relaxing in the window. When I'm done cleaning, I go wash up and complete the last of my homework.
Lupin arrives first and run down the stairs and launch myself into his arms. He ruffles my hair and I follow him into the kitchen. We're using the big dining room since we have so many guests coming over. "Have you been behaving yourself?" he wonders hugging mum. "Of course, I have. I'm not like some adults who laugh loudly in a Hospital Wing when patients are trying to sleep." I stick my tongue out at him. "You were not sleeping. You were talking to your boyfriend." Lupin smirks.
"Ah, I got a letter about that from Madam Pomfrey. You were causing trouble and not wanting to take your medicine." mum smiles. "It's bitter!" I complain. The triplets begin echoing my words and Lupin sniggers. Several members of the Order show up along with the Weasley's. I wave shyly and go back to playing with Serenity and Anya on the floor. Ginny joins me until dinnertime.
I eat silently not having any idea what the adults are talking about. I sneak up to my room after dinner and start writing in my song notebook that Madeline gave me. I start to hum melodies but I can't piece it together properly. I tune the violin I have and begin to play.
It takes me a while to realize I have company. I open my eyes and find the Weasley children watching me. I jump and clutch my heart. "How long have you guys been standing there?" I wonder. "About ten minutes more or less." Ginny smiles. I laugh nervously and turn to put my violin back in its case. "When you sang at the feast, I thought you'd have more musical themed items in your room. I did not expect this." Ginny points at the two posters on my wall. One is an AC/DC poster and the other is a poster for Morbid Angel.
I laugh. "What's so weird about that. After all Lavender is my cousin and so is Draco, but most people don't find that weird." I shrug. Ron freezes. "Lavender and Draco are your cousins?" he gasps. I gasp too confusing Fred, George, and Ginny. "Whoa, you momentarily sounded as oblivious as Crabbe and Goyle." I start poking Ron. He blushes as his brothers and sister laugh.
As it turns out the Weasley's are going to be staying at Grandma and Grandpa's old place in the city. We take them there in the morning. I frown when grandma starts screaming and plug my ears. Dad seems to start arguing with her and nudge him to the side. She pauses when she sees me and I unplug my ears. "Do you want Kreacher to come and talk to you a bit later?" I ask. She agrees to that just in time for dad to finish pulling the curtain shut.
I can hear her settling down and motion for the others to keep quiet as they move their things upstairs. When Kreacher scuttles by I nod at the painting. He hurries over and presses his ear to the curtain. I pat his head and leave him to talk to grandma. I lean on the kitchen counter thinking then an idea pops into my brain. I start getting out the necessary ingredients and start cooking.
Dad 'sneaks in while I'm baking and tries to sample the dessert. I smack his hand without looking earning an approving look from Mrs. Weasley. "Aww, come on now Eleanor. I'm your father. You could be nicer to me." dad whines. "What happened to the troublemakers?" I ask handing Anya a handful of berries. "The troublemakers?" dad asks confusedly and taking a berry from Anya. "Elijiah and Regulus. Please tell me you didn't leave them with the twins?!" I sigh.
Just then there's a big boom that shakes the entire house. I turn to dad. "Mum's going to kill you." I smirk. He takes off running closely followed by Mrs. Weasley. I go back to cooking and decorating the dessert. I can hear shouting upstairs and shake my head. I put the finishing touches on the food and call everyone down to eat.
The Weasley twins, Elijiah, and Regulus are covered head to toe in dust, soot, and dirt. I shake my head and hand the twins a damp cloth so they can wipe themselves off. Kreacher takes care of the two infants while I place the food on the table. A dish of barbeque chicken, baked potatoes, grilled corn with butter and cheese, grilled rainbow carrots, grilled fruit salad, and pasta salad.
Anya sits in my lap eating the small portions of food I put near her. I bring out peach galette, ice cream, and berry icebox cake. When everyone is full Mrs. Weasley clears the dishes. Anya puts her head on my shoulder and I hum softly. She hums back and I get up and start walking around with her. She babbles quietly and I take her around the kitchen.
"You should stop by for dinner whenever you can." Mrs. Weasley offers. I smile and nod. "Yes, Eleanor has training so she should be able to come over for lunch or dinner." dad smiles. "Oh, did mum tell you that Madeline and the rest of the team are coming by next week to evaluate my living conditions?" I wonder as Anya's eyes begin to close. Dad chokes on his drink.
"Can I show them my motorbike?" I wonder. Dad coughs and clears his throat. "I don't think that's the wisest decision." he chuckles. "Ok then." I shrug and play with Anya's hand. I hand Anya over to Ginny once I'm sure that she's knocked out. "What do you mean by evaluate your living conditions?" dad wonders. "My closet, what I normally eat, you know, that sort of thing." I smile as I play with Elijiah. Dad nods but I can tell he has no idea what I'm talking about.
"Don't worry too much. Aunt Brown updated my wardrobe last summer remember." I giggle as Elijiah starts to mash berries. He remembers and smiles. "Besides they've already tested me with musical instruments. Even the ones I've never played before I played flawlessly." I smile. "I feel like I've been punched in the gut." Fred groans.
I tilt my head in confusion. "What are you talking about? Everyone knows you two have been failing classes and exams on purpose. All you have to do is take your grades, multiply them by at least 78, and add 10% effort and you're easily smarter than most students in the top ten of every year." I roll my eyes. Ginny coughs to hide her laughter.
Hermione is dropped off a few days later and the two often come over to take a break from Ron and the twins. I can't convince either of them to try riding my motorbike so we spend most of the time watching movies, talking about school, and snacking on the yummy treats mum whips up. The day of my evaluation I wake early and make sure my room, bathroom, and my instrument room.
I cleaned and straightened up before bed but living with three infants, a cat, a pregnant mother, and a mischievous father one can never be too sure. Ginny and Hermione came over last night and are still knocked out by the tv. I nudge them awake and make us tea, scrambled eggs, and fruit salad for breakfast. I dress in a simple t-shirt, overalls, and sneaker throwing my hair into a ponytail. Anya is coloring, Elijiah is alphabetizing the alphabet and Regulus is thankfully fast asleep.
At 9 on the dot there's a knock at the door. I run to the door and in my excitement can't stop myself. I slam right into the door and fall backwards. Sniffling and on the verge of tears I open the door slowly rubbing my face. "Ellie, what was that? Did you get too excited and run into a wall or door again?" mum calls. I blush and wave my team inside.
"Erm, these are my new friends Hermione and Ginny." I introduce them while checking to make sure my nose isn't bleeding. Susan examines my face and confirms my nose isn't broken or bleeding. Mum comes out from the nursery with Regulus and Elijiah. Anya comes crawling out after her and I scoop her up. Anya stares wide eyed at the visitors. "Hi!" Elijiah shrieks happily.
Dahlia smiles and he grins. "Oh lord! Don't you two start flirting with our guests." mum sighs as Elijiah and Regulus smile and wink at my team. I lead my team up to my room and they start to look around. I answer their questions as best as I can. Olivia points at a corner of my desk where a stack of letters sits collecting dust. "It's from her boyfriend. She didn't know how to respond so she left them there." Ginny giggles. I fidget and blush.
"I just haven't figured out what to write. I can write him any time I want." I huff. The room bursts into laughter. "I'm serious. I can. I really can." I insist. Everyone doubles over in renewed laughter and I pout on my bed. Dahlia and Susan dip into my bathroom to investigate it and Lisa and Ginny go through my closet. Olivia and Madeline examine my room, the posters on the walls, and my instruments.
"Merlin's beard! How old is this?!" Olivia gasps pointing to my violin. "Just a thousand, no, two thousand years old." I smile. Madeline coughs and immediately distances herself from the violin as if trying not to hurt it. I pick it up, tune it, and begin to play. When I'm done, I put it back in its case. "One of my ancestors made it. Every instrument was made by the person who played it and then passed down to others in the family with musical talent. I've started to wonder what I'll make for the next musically talented family member. My great, great, great, great grandmother made the harp and cello for her two daughters and they each made a flute." I point to the two flutes in glass cases to preserve them.
Olivia points to the harp that closest to the window. I walk over. "If I play their favorite song on their instrument a memory of them playing will play beside me." I smile. Olivia and Madeline sit nearby and wave for me to play. I begin to play and a breeze seemingly comes from nowhere. My hair comes down from the ponytail and floats down gently as if I'm playing by the sea. A watery image of a distant family member appears next to me and joins in.
As we play the final notes her image begins to bubble and all that's left is the smell of the sea. Hermione is crying and I hand her a tissue. "She played that song every day by the sea where she met her husband. Every day until the day he died and then she stopped playing forever." I sniffle. "She loved him that much. She never left her house again. Every day when he was sick and couldn't get out of bed, she'd play for him but when even her playing couldn't save him it broke her. She died two days after he did." mum finishes from the doorway.
I wipe the fallen tears away and compose myself again. "Every instrument has its own story. Some sad others happy. Every one of them have memories attached that when played appear as if you're gazing into the past. What will I make? I want something that truly says I was made by Ellie. I am Ellie. Even after Ellie is gone, I'm still Ellie. I am her memoires. I am the way she played me. I am her history. I am her past, present, and future all at the same time." I smile and stand proudly.
They all aww and pat my head. "Do you know what would make me prouder? If you write your boyfriend back before he gets too worried." Dahlia smiles. "Too late." Ginny says pointing at the doorway. "Ah, I forgot to mention Ellie, Blaise is here." mum laughs. "Why didn't you say something sooner." I shriek and run from the room. I run smack into him and we go crashing to the floor.
"Nice to you too Ellie but you should really watch where you're going. Hasn't anyone ever told you that you shouldn't run in halls." Blaise chuckles. I ignore him and sit up. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Italy?" I question. "My mum forgot something and I came back to get it for her. You didn't answer my letters and then I ran into Draco and he told me you've been busy. He gave me your address and told me to stop by." Blaise rubs the part of his chest that I ran into. I apologize and he sits up patting my head.
"He's a cutie, isn't he?" I hear Madeline giggle. "I'm not sharing!" I pretend to pout and throw my arms around him. They laugh and go back inside my room. "I have inspection today." I whisper in his ear. "Ah can I stay as long as I'm quiet?" he whispers back. "Nope. You can entertain the troublemakers until I'm done." I smile. He gives me a confused look. I lead him to the nursery. Anya looks him up and down and goes back to playing with Serenity. Regulus and Elijiah however crawl and start babbling.
"They're quite slippery. Do you think you can handle them?" I smile at the look of lostness on his face as both boys vie for his attention using the collection of words and sounds, they've learned. I pat Blaise's shoulder and kiss his cheek before heading back to my room. "Where is he?" mum wonders. "Looking after Regulus and Elijiah diligently." I smile trying not to laugh. Mum runs from the room and I wave. "You put him to work?" Ginny laughs.
"I'm in the middle of something. Besides, he agrees with Draco when it comes to my wardrobe. The only one who doesn't really say anything is Theo." I shake my head. "We'll have to change that then." Lisa and Dahlia smirk. I point at Hermione when they're not looking and then point to the clothes, I think would fit her. I clasp my hands together in silent prayer and Ginny joins me.
Dahlia takes Hermione into my bathroom while I join Ginny and Lisa in my closet. We start with skirts and shorts. Lisa recoils at the idea of getting me overalls. "I'll let you keep three including the one you have on." she states firmly. On and on we continue until the dresses. "Why is this one not with the others?" she wonders. She's looking at a knee length shirt dress.
I blush to my roots. "That's the dress Blaise saw me in the first day he heard me sing." I confess my blush getting darker. "I feel like there are more details. What are you hiding?" she pokes my arm. "That was also the day he almost kissed me for the first time but some students walked by interrupting us." I murmur. Lisa smiles and examines the dress. "What about this?" she points to the outfit I wore on the platform at the start of the year.
I explain and Ginny bursts out laughing. "Guys were tripping over themselves left and right. I heard Collin Creevey tripped over Seamus on the train when he realized it was you." Ginny giggles. "I remember Collin tripping but I don't recall people tripping on the platform. I was just trying to find Astoria." I sigh examining my shoe collection. We finish going through my clothes. Lisa has put clothes for Ginny and Hermione into separate piles for them to take back with them.
Dahlia pulls me into the bathroom with Susan. "You cut your hair. Why?" they wonder. "It was past my waist and in the way. I just cut it a little bit." I look at the pair of scissors on the counter. They frown at me. I go over my skincare and hair care routines. They frown again. "I thought your routines would've been more complicated but I guess you just have excellent genes." Susan smiles.
We finalize a plan for me and I frown and whine when Susan brings up exercise. "Shall I go get your boyfriend and get him to talk you into it?" Dahlia teases. I shake my head. "No, I think I can manage it just fine." I laugh nervously and they share a look. "Her boyfriend is on the Quidditch team. He might agree with her cousin and drag her into their training practices." Blaise teases from the doorway. I shudder at the thought of it.
"I thought you were watching Eli and Reg?" I wonder. "They fell asleep and I got bored so I cooked everyone lunch." he says while looking around. His eyes land on something. Lisa just brought the shirt dress out of my closet. We both clear our throats at the same time and look away. "I just made something simple." Blaise continues. Thanking him they all leave the room one by one.
I listen to them giggle all the way down the hall. "You too Ellie even though I'm upset with you." Blaise nudges me. I tilt my head in confusion. "You got jealous because I was going to Italy and you sat in Theo's lap instead of mine and then you didn't answer my letters." Blaise points at the stack of letters on my desk. "I didn't know exactly what to write back but I was working on it." I fidget and look at the ground.
Blaise chuckles and taps my chin. I look up at him apologetically. He steps closer and leans down to kiss me. "Are you two coming or not?" I hear mum yell. We both jump and separate. I laugh nervously and turn away. "Come on Ellie, before your mum comes up here herself." Blaise smiles and leads me downstairs.
Lunch is divine to say the least and afterwards my team, Ginny, and Hermione leave. Mum goes to put the triplets down for an afternoon nap and I take Blaise out to the garage so I can check on my bike. He gawks at it. "It's almost two years old now but I still love it." I smile. "I'm just trying to figure out how my sweet, kind, and caring girlfriend got one of the most badass bikes ever made. Ellie, you realize that there's only 12 of these bikes in the entire world and you own one?" Blaise drops to his knees in front of the bike.
"What's badass mean?" I wonder. "It's not a word for you to use." Blaise mumbles. He starts bowing to the bike and I laugh. "I'm being sincere here Ellie." he points to himself then the bike. "Do you want to go for a ride?" I tap the helmets on the wall. "Do I?!" he jumps up. "Do you know how to ride or do you need me to teach you?" I smirk. "I know how to ride. Thank you very much." he rolls his eyes. I let mum know I'm taking him for a ride.
I find Blaise in the yard with the bike and two helmets. I take my helmet. I sit behind him and he wraps my arms around him. To my surprise he's a better rider than I am. We stop at pond and hop off. It's quite pretty no matter the season. Blaise spins me around and we walk over to the pond. I lean against him.
"You're wearing such a nice outfit today. Do you have to update your wardrobe?" Blaise wonders. "I didn't update much. They threw out all my old worn and near rags looking pajamas though. The rest of it went with Ginny and Hermione." I play with his hands. He hums and moves behind me resting his head on my shoulder.
"No, instead we decided I'll start wearing more skirts and dresses and heels." I fight back a smile when he groans. "Susan says I have the perfect figure. Lisa thinks I could pull off a catsuit if I wanted to." I turn to look at him. Blaise is not on the same page as me. "Hell no." he growls softly. "Do you really think a catsuit is my style?" I laugh. He stands up straight. "Are you messing with me?" he asks. I burst out laughing and he chases me around the pond.
He catches me and scoops me up. I squirm in his grip and he pulls me down to the soft grass. "Teasing people isn't nice Ellie." he whispers kissing me softly. I smile and kiss him back with equal enthusiasm. He rolls over on top of me. "I missed you, Ellie." he whispers. I blush and he kisses my cheek. "I know you missed me too." he chuckles. "Did I? I thought you would be too busy in Italy to worry about little old me. I mean it's Italy for crying out loud." I laugh.
"Ellie, I've been back and forth between the UK and Italy my entire life. If I had to choose, I'd choose you." he smiles. I look away sure that my blush is getting darker. "My mum really wants to meet you. Should I wait until you graduate? I can't have you blushing this bad in front of her." he teases. "It's your fault I'm blushing like this. Aren't you supposed to be getting something she forgot..." he cuts me off with a kiss.
We return to the house near dinnertime and I find out that mum has been in contact with Blaise's mother offering to let him stay with us for the night so he doesn't have to be at their house all alone. "He's a big boy. He can handle one night alone." I mumble under my breath. Mum smacks my arm and I go prep the guest room still muttering under my breath.
I've just finished fluffing the pillows when Blaise knocks on the door. "Yes?" I whisper. "Come here and stop pouting." he chuckles. "I'm not pouting." I mutter making my way over. He pulls me into a hug. "You are pouting. Is it because my mum and yours have been talking and you didn't know it? I just found out a few days ago myself." he whispers rocking us back and forth.
My arms wrap around him. "Were you really that jealous about me going to Italy?" Blaise wonders. I hide my face in his chest. "It was stupid. I know. You don't have to bring it up." I whine. He starts laughing which catches me off guard. "I thought it was adorable. I didn't realize what it was at first because I've never seen you jealous before. It hadn't ever occurred to me before that you might be jealous or upset about it." Blaise kisses the top of my head.
Dad comes home for dinner and a silent exchange passes between him and Blaise. "What are you two talking about so silently?!" mum yells sneaking up on dad. He jumps, morphs into his Animagus form, and changes back. "Don't scare people like that." dad scolds hugging mum. I shake my head as Regulus giggles. I wave mum and dad towards the table. Blaise follows me and helps me take dinner to the table.
I walk yawning into the kitchen following the smell of delicious food that's been calling me for the past 20 minutes. Blaise is babbling with Anya and Elijiah. I sneak up to my room and grab my camera. When I come back down, he's playing with them and they're feeding him fruit. I take multiple pictures. "Ellie!" Anya and Eli shriek delightedly. Blaise turns and I wave. "You're awake. Why are you standing over there?" Blaise raises an eyebrow.
"No reason." I laugh trying to hide my camera. "Naughty! Pictures!" Anya giggles pretending to take a picture. Blaise waves me over and I walk over slowly. "Were you taking pictures?" he wonders as Elijiah tries to hand him an orange. He starts peeling it and smiles. "If you want to take pictures you can." he laughs handing a wedge to Eli who pops it into Anya's mouth. We spend the morning eating fruit and grab Regulus when he wakes.
I'm feeding Serenity when I hear Regulus start crying. "Fuck!" he cries. I turn my head slowly. "He tried to eat a cinnamon roll." Blaise points to the fresh from the oven roll that is now on the floor. "Fuck!" Regulus cries again. "Why are you swearing so loudly in the morning." Dad groans from the doorway. Blaise quickly explains the situation and Regulus holds his hands out for dad. Elijiah and Anya shake their heads sadly.
Dad takes Regulus out to the garage and Blaise turns to me. "Where'd he learn that word?" Blaise mouths. "From dad. I don't even know what it means." I reply. Anya tsks and waves her finger disapprovingly. "Bad boy." she scolds the place where Regulus was. "Inappropriate language." Elijiah joins in. Serenity meows in complaint. Blaise meets my eyes and we burst out laughing.
Dad watches the triplets while we take Blaise to the airport. "Write to me this time. If you don't, I'll come straight back and irritate you until you write." he teases. I smile and push him in the direction of his plane. He looks around then kisses me. "I had to. And another one for the road, the flight, the vacation, the trip back, and the platform." he smirks kissing me repeatedly.
I get flustered and point at him. "I love you too." he whispers kissing me a final time before going to board his flight. "Are you two finally done saying goodbye?" mum asks. I blink blankly at the place where Blaise was standing. "I think in some roundabout way he just told me he loves me." I turn to mum in shock. Mum leads me out of the airport mumbling something about my brain being fried.
Madeline and Lisa pick me up early Saturday morning to go shopping. Olivia and Susan went to get them coffee and will meet us at the mall. Dahlia is dozing in the backseat when I climb in. I smile and we set off. To say I fight against them as they try and drag me into a girly story would be an understatement. "How did the members of your group get you into the dress and heels you performed in?" Madeline pants having finally gotten me inside the store. "Bribery." I answer like it's the most obvious answer.
Lisa chooses simple, casual, and comfortable dress like my shirt dress. Olivia frowns and tilts her head. "I noticed the other day that they responded to simple and practical. They were so flustered I thought if she had more clothes like this, she could make more great memories." Olivia winks at me. I blush and hide in a rack of maxi and pouf dresses. It takes them a few minutes to coax me out but when they do something catches my eye.
I walk trance like over to a gorgeous sun dress. I hold it up and examine it against my body. "Try it on." Lisa nudges me in the direction of the dressing rooms. I slip into the dress letting my hair fall naturally. I walk out and clear my throat. Olivia shrieks and Madeline falls out of her chair. "Oh, my goodness! Are you ok?" I ask hurrying over to Madeline. She nods as I help her to her feet. Olivia is now running to and fro followed by the employees.
She comes panting back with a simple pair of heels that aren't crazy high and matching jewelry. We disagree on colors but that's about it. When we take a snack break a poster in the music store catches my eye and I tug on Madeline's sleeve. They're having a sale on guitars. I smile and I motion that I'll be in the store for a little bit. She nods and holds my pretzels. I however am not prepared in the slightest for the sheer awesomeness that awaits me inside.
They have concert shirts from all my favorite bands and solo artists, sheet music I've been looking for, for a decade, instrument care kits, and these really nice rocker boots. I have so much by the time Madeline comes to get me that we laugh. I'm in the middle of explaining the condition of my instruments to the shop owner who's shocked I haven't worn them out. He praises me for keeping them well cared for and gives me everything plus the guitars for half the price.
We thank him and I promise to send some of my classmates his way. Olivia bursts out laughing when she sees my haul. I got an acoustic, an electric, and a classic guitar. I spent all my instrument savings. "I want to do more research on various instruments before I make my own. Dad was even trying to help me convince mum to let me visit a few makers and really dive into the processes." I smile and notice Lisa eyeing the boots.
"I was going to say something about the boots but they're a great style." she pouts playfully. Our next stop is a cosmetics and health shop. Susan throws vitamins, light weights, and a few massagers for when I'm done exercising. Dahlia puts in hair masks, shampoo, conditioners, and oils. I gawk not recognizing half the names. "Is something wrong?" one of the employees asks. "She's just been using water for years." Dahlia sighs flopping to the ground dramatically. "I've used makeup before. I mean... er, one of the older girls put makeup on me and did my hair and picked out my jewelry but I know enough." I state as confidently as I can.
They all look at me sympathetically and I blush. "My uncle used to teach me about makeup and jewelry. I can tell you what they are I just don't use them often." I walk over to the face washes and try to figure out what type of skin I have. Lisa and Susan help me but most of it really is just good genetics. They pinch my cheeks and fawn over me which makes my blush worse.
After lunch they drop me off at home and mum gapes at all of my new things especially the guitars. I tune the classic guitar and play a new song I learned and she listens in awe. "Did I do good? It's only the second time I've played it." I bite my lip nervously. "Aww, my precious daughter. You did an amazing job!" she claps her hands. With the two of us working everything is put away in no time.
I hop out of the shower after exercising and hurry to get dressed. My new boots, fishnet leggings, a shirt dress, and a beanie. I nearly forget my song notebook and my new guitar. Mum took the triplets to see aunt and uncle Brown and I know Lav's been dying to see her new cousins before the new arrival.
I catch the bus to the agency. Olivia is in the lobby talking to someone so I just hurry up to the training room without bothering her. People smile and wave as I pass and I return their waves. I'm warming up and tuning the guitar when Olivia shows up with lemon and honey tea. "Sorry about that. My brother was just being a bit of a nuisance." she sighs. I frown at her.
"He wanted me to help convince our mum to go to one of his Quidditch matches but he knows she doesn't like to see him get hurt. Maybe you knew him at school. Oliver Wood, he played on the Gryffindor team as Keeper." She runs her fingers through her hair. "Ah, I remember him. He's the one that got a Bludger to the stomach and fell straight down from the highest hoop. He was so Quidditch crazed I'd always see the teachers yelling at him about missing assignments." I shake my head.
Olivia's head snaps up so quickly I stumble back. "He what?!" she gasps. "Ah, I'm guessing he didn't tell you guys about that. It would've been my first at Hogwarts that I'd seen someone fall like that. It was the same year that the Chamber of Secrets was opened again." I nod remembering how scared I'd been and how I was always glommed onto Draco or Astoria. Olivia drops into a nearby chair out of sheer shock.
She has me tell her about the rest of the matches and his behavior and I do my best including some rumors. When I finish the story about when Harry fell from his broom and Oliver stayed in the showers for half the day her frown deepens further than I've ever seen.