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'Thoughts'

Parseltongue

(Hospital Wing)

Poppy had arrived in the hospital wing with Harry. She sent a quick message to the headmaster. She placed the teen onto the bed and got to work. She scanned his head first and found that his magic had healed his concussion. She did a few more scans and found that Harry was just exhausted and needed rest.

She put a monitoring spell up and went to her office. She sent another message to the headmaster to inform him of Harry's condition. She then began updating the teen's medical records.

A few hours later Harry woke up. Poppy was notified immediately. She quickly went over to him. She took a quick scan and was satisfied.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Tired." He answered.

"Do you remember what happened?" She asked.

"Yeah. I was training with Oliver and I failed to see the goal posts. I crashed into them." He said.

"Correct. Your magic took care of the concussion but you are exhausted. I'm going to keep you here since I don't think you will make it to the tower. You can leave tomorrow." She said.

"Okay. Thank you." He said.

"You're welcome dear. Get some rest." She said.

"Okay." He laid down and fell asleep.

The next morning Harry was released. Ron, Hermione, and almost everyone on the Quidditch team was there. Oliver was the only one that was missing and that upset the green eyed boy.

"Where's Oliver?" He asked.

"No idea. We couldn't find him." Angela said.

"Oh."

"Are you ready to go?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah. Thanks for bringing my bag." He said.

"You're welcome." She said.

They left the hospital wing and split up. They all went to their classes. Harry spotted Oliver and to his hurt and anger the older male saw him and fled. He wondered what was going on. Hermione pulled him into the classroom.

When the day was over Harry saw Oliver again in the common room. Once more the older male avoided him. It pissed Harry off. He followed the male to his dorm room. Oliver was shocked, especially by how angry Harry was.

"You are an ass!" Harry said.

"H-harry?" He was shocked by Harry swearing.

"I got injured and you never came to visit and you keep running away!" He yelled.

"L-"

"I thought you were this cool person that cared about me but I was wrong. You're a worthless ass that only cares about quidditch and winning!" The minute Harry said that he immediately regretted it and ran out of the room.

"Oliver?" It was one of his dormmates. "What was that about?"

"Remember when I told you Harry got injured because of me?" He asked.

"Yeah. You made a mistake." He said.

"Professor Mcgonagall told me I wasn't allowed to visit him or ask how he was doing. He had to talk to me first." He said.

"That's not right. So Potter doesn't know?" He asked.

"No and after he got out of the hospital wing I avoided him." He said.

"That doesn't give him the right to call you a worthless ass." He said.

"I know." Oliver was hurt by that.

"What are you going to do?" He asked.

"Leave him alone. I'm sure he didn't mean it." He said.

"Don't defend him." He said.

"I have to study." He grabbed his books and left causing the other to sigh.