Chapter 28: Returning To So Called 'Normal'
When Chanse felt it was safe to go out, she pulled her robe over her shoulders, fastened it, and turned the doorknob. She peeked her head out the door, and looked down the hallway, no one was there.
She slowly and softly walked out into the hallway, and closed the door behind her, and began to walk down the hallway.
Chanse started to walk down the hallway, when she saw that Oliver's door was cracked open. She stopped and looked down the hallway and saw Mrs. Pomfrey was sitting at her desk, busy with papers. She walked over to Oliver's room, and softly pushed the door open, and saw Oliver lying in his bed...barely breathing.
Chanse grabbed her right hand, with her left hand, and rested it on her legs as she stood in the doorway of Oliver's room. She tilted her head to the side, and stared at Oliver, and didn't know what to feel. Her eyes filled with tears, but she didn't feel that sad. She couldn't figure out how she totally felt.
Chanse collected her feelings and began to walk out of Oliver's room, when she heard a peck at the window. She turned around and saw a large brown owl pecking at the window. She walked over to the window, opened it and stuck her arm outside, and the large owl perched itself on her arm.
Chanse brought her arm back inside and began to pet the bird, "Pluto what are you doing here?" Chanse whispered as she sat down in the chair, in the corner of the room. "You're here to see Oliver aren't you?" the owl screeched and flew over to Oliver and landed on his pillow.
Chanse stood up and walked over to Oliver's bedside and brushed Oliver's hair off his face, and looked at him, then looked at his oxygen tank, and heart monitor. "I..." Chanse's voice trailed off and she finished it by mouthing, 'I love you'.
Chanse turned around and walked out of the room, without turning back. She walked down the hallway to Mrs. Pomfrey's desk, "Hello Mrs. Pomfrey." Chanse smiled.
Mrs. Pomfrey looked up from her papers and smiled at Chanse, "Ready to go back to your room?" Chanse nodded, "Ok well Cho called down here earlier, when you didn't show up, and I told her what happened, and she came down here, and fell asleep on the couch," Mrs. Pomfrey pointed at the couch behind Chanse, and Chanse turned around and saw Cho asleep, "So she'll take you back to your room." Chanse smiled.
"Thank you."
Chanse walked over to Cho, and shook her softly, "Cho, wake up."
"Huh?" Cho opened her eyes, and blinked a couple of times, "CHANSE!" Cho popped up, and threw her arms around Chanse's neck, "Are you ok?"
"Cho, no offence, I just want to go to bed." Chanse whispered, and Cho nodded.
Cho and Chanse stood up, and started to walk out of the hospital, "Thank you, Mrs. Pomfrey." Chanse smiled at the lady busy working on the papers on her desk. Cho and Chanse waited for a response and when they didn't get one, they laughed and continued out of the hospital.
The girls walked down the hallway and Chanse heard some voices down a small hallway, which led to Dumbledore's office, and the bathrooms. "Cho I'll be right back, wait, here. I have to go to the bathroom." Chanse whispered as she carefully walked down the stairs, and Cho nodded, and sat down against the wall.
Chanse walked to the girl's bathroom, and opened it, but right as she did that, she heard another door open.
Chanse quietly shut the girl's bathroom door, and peeked her head around the corner, and saw Mr. and Mrs. Wood standing in the hallway. Shortly after they came out into the hallway, Dumbledore walked out. "Maxwell, Kyla, are you sure you want to do this?" Dumbledore whispered to them.
"Yes." Kyla whispered as she leaned on Maxwell.
"The papers are already signed we, just need you to sign this one." Maxwell held out a piece of paper and a pen to Dumbledore, who cautiously took the pen and paper and pressed it against the wall behind him.
"Are you sure?"
"For Oliver to be safe here in Hogwarts, we think this is what he needs." Maxwell whispered.
Dumbledore nodded his head, and signed the paper and handed it back to Maxwell, "Thank you." Kyla whispered.
Dumbledore didn't say anything; he turned around and walked back into his office. "This is the best," Kyla whispered to Maxwell, "right?"
"Yes." They turned and walked towards Chanse.
Chanse quickly ducked into the girl's bathroom, and waited till Maxwell and Kyla and surely gone. When she felt they were gone to peeked her head out the door, and saw no one there, and she walked out and down the hallway, back to Cho.
When Chanse came back Cho stood up and they continued on their way to the front stairs, "Did you know that Maxwell and Kyla were here?" Cho whispered to Chanse.
"Yeah," She stared, confusingly ahead, "I heard them talking to Dumbledore, about keeping Oliver safe here at Hogwarts."
"Well Oliver the last two years has been taking a lot of major hits, so they're probably making sure that Dumbledore doesn't let him play, for awhile, when he recovers." Chanse nodded and they continued walking down the hallway.
A few minutes later they heard a noise coming from the kitchen, "Should we check it out?" Chanse whispered to Cho.
"It's probably a ghost getting a snack or something." Cho said nervously.
"Ghosts don't eat."
"Maybe it's the cook?"
"Doubtful."
"Someone's animal?" Cho whined.
"Cho, come on let's go check it out." Chanse grabbed Cho's arm, and began to pull her down the front stairs, and towards the kitchen.
The two girls got to the end of the stairs, and peeked their heads around the railing and looked down the kitchen hallway, "What do you think is going on in there?" Cho whispered.
"I dunno."
They continued to stare and a few seconds later, and small figure started to walk out of the kitchen, "Go Cho!" Chanse whispered, as she pushed Cho up the stairs.
"There's no point Chanse, I know you're there." A sly voice whispered, from the kitchen.
Cho and Chanse both stopped and looked over the railing, at who it was. "Blaise...I should have known." Chanse smirked.
A few seconds, after Chanse said that, Blaise came walking out of the kitchen eating an ice-lolly. "What are you doing out so late Blaise?" Cho snapped.
"One, Chang, getting an ice-lolly," Blaise waved the ice-lolly in the air, "two, making sure Chanse, here, is ok."
Chanse and Cho looked at each other and then down at Blaise, who was looking up at them, and eating her ice-lolly, "Yeah...I'm fine Blaise, thanks." Chanse said, nervously.
"Ok good," Blaise rounded the corner and started up the front stairs, and then up the rotating stairs.
Chanse and Cho shrugged their shoulders and started up the other side of the rotating stairs, "by the way," Blaise hissed across the stairs, "don't tell ANYONE that I cared if you were ok or not, ok?"
"Secrets safe with us." Cho smiled.
Cho and Chanse finally reached the hallway to the Ravenclaw entrance, "That was a little weird." Cho whispered.
"What was weird?"
"The whole Blaise wondering if you were ok or not."
"Oh that," Chanse laughed, "See I think Blaise and I understand each other more now. She's not so bad, once you learn more about her...and can relate to her in some form of way."
"Snuffleup," Cho gasped to the Knight, and the painting swung open.
Chanse and Cho, walked through the commons room, and up the stairs to their room, "You can relate to Blaise Zabini?" Cho laughed, as she opened their room door.
"Yeah I think in some way, everyone can relate to everyone," Chanse walked in and went and changed in her pajamas.
Cho got in her pajamas too, and crawled in bed, "Chanse do honestly think that everyone can relate to everyone else?"
Chanse walked out of the bathroom, and crawled into bed and looked over at Cho, "Yeah I do. It's just a matter of if you want to relate to someone, if you're willing to look inside yourself, and find that thing you have that will connect you two."
Cho rolled on her back and stared at the ceiling, "I guess so."
Chanse began to laugh, "What's so funny, Chanse?" Cho whined, as she rolled back on her side, and faced Chanse.
"Nothing," Chanse rolled on her stomach, and turned her head towards Cho, "Don't worry about it, let's just go to bed."
"Ok...Good night, Chanse."
"Good night, Cho." The two girls got settled in their beds and fell fast asleep.
The next morning, around three o'clock in the morning, Chanse woke up, and it still was dark out. She looked over at Cho, who was curled up in her covers, and then Chanse rolled over and looked at Geno, who was sitting on his perch, in his cage, asleep.
Chanse quietly sat up, and rolled her covers off her and sat on the side of her bed. She raised her arms in the air, and stretched them out, and stood up, and looked around her room. Everything was so silent and still...and peaceful.
She looked down at the ground, and stared at a crack in the hard wooden.
She continued to stare at the floor, when a slowly glow of light came across the floor onto the crack, and Chanse looked up at the window, and saw the sun rising over the castle walls, of Hogwarts.
Chanse became mesmerized by the sun, and slowly walked over to her balcony, without taking her eyes off the sun, and walked out onto the balcony.
Chanse looked down at the courtyard, which had fog covering it, but it was slowly lifting. She couldn't see the fountain in the middle but she could hear the water softly splashing. She took a deep breath in and looked up at all the windows of the other students, which had fog stuck to the edges of the windows.
A small breeze blew over Chanse, and the courtyard, and made Chanse shiver, and the courtyard's fog lift into the air. Chanse rapped her arms around her self, and slowly looked up into the sky, and watched the sun's rays melt over the walls, and into the courtyard.
A big gust of wind blew over all the land and Chanse closed her eyes, and took a deep breath in.
When the wind stopped blowing Chanse opened her eyes, slowly, and saw a flock of snidgets fly out of the sun, and over Hogwarts. Chanse followed, with her eyes, the beautiful red bird, and smiled, "This is my life." She whispered to herself.
Chanse turned around and started to walk back into her room, and then she turned around and took one last glance at a beautiful Hogwarts. She looked at all the windows, and the courtyard. She nodded her head and walked inside to her bed, where she quietly crawled back in bed, and went to sleep.
*BEEP*
Cho rolled over to her alarm, and hit the off button, "Seven o'clock is way too early in the damn morning." She sighed.
Cho rolled out of bed and walked over to Chanse's bed and shook Chanse, "Wake up Chanse."
"Huh?" Chanse rolled over, and scratched her eyes.
"Time for our first class."
"I'm going to miss, here's my note." Chanse slid the note off the side table and handed it to Cho.
"O...k" Cho read over the note, and placed it back on the table, "Well I'll see you in second class."
"Ok," Chanse rolled back over, and started to go to bed.
Cho finished getting ready and started out the door, "Hey Cho," Chanse sat up in her bed, "what is our second class?"
Cho laughed, "Care of magical creatures."
Cho shut the door and Chanse rolled over to her alarm and set it for a half an hour before second class, and went back to bed.
An hour and half later Chanse's alarm went off. Chanse rolled over to her alarm and hit the button, and rolled onto her back, and sighed. "Chanse that note doesn't say 'Can skip first AND SECOND class, you know?" Geno laughed.
"Shut up, Geno," Chanse rolled out of her bed, "I know that I'm getting ready right now."
Chanse walked into the bathroom, and jumped in the shower, and when she was done with that she got dressed, and grabbed her note and books, and walked out of her room, and went to her second class.
The rest of the school year, went as normal as possible...no more Voldemort attacks, no more threats from Blaise...actually Blaise became really nice to Chanse, but only when no one else was around.
Chanse would go see Oliver, at least once a week, or even more then that, to see if he had improved any...which he hadn't. He either would get worse or wouldn't change from the last time Chanse went and saw him.
Over time Chanse heard people talk about how Oliver's parents were moving his stuff out of his room, but that Oliver's parents were saying, that Oliver, when he recovers was going to live at home for awhile, and they just needed to take his stuff home.
For the people who actually went and saw Oliver in the hospital, knew that they were moving half of his stuff home, and the other half into the hospital room.
The school moved on past Oliver, but never forgot him. Everyone knew what happened, but no one talked about it...No one knew how to talk about it.
A month and a half pasted by, in Hogwarts; now O.W.L.S. were only a week away, and every student was spending all their time in the library.
Angelina, Cho, and Chanse spent their whole time studying in the library or in Oliver's hospital room.
"A mixture of chopped daisy roots, skinned shrivelfig, sliced caterpillar, one rat spleen..."
"Can I just say that's disgusting?" Cho gagged.
"CHO!" Angelina hissed, "I'm trying to test Chanse."
"Sorry."
"Anyways, moving on...chopped daisy roots, skinned shrivelfig, sliced caterpillar, one rat spleen, and a dash of leech juice, makes what potion?"
"Um..." Chanse shut her book and shook her head, "Polyjuice potion?"
"No," Angelina's shoulders dropped, "its shrinking solution." Angelina shut her book, and looked at Chanse, who was looking at the floor. "Chanse are you studying?"
"YES!" Chanse yelled, "I just can't think straight."
"Hey I know something that will clear that up." Cho laughed, as she jumped out of her seat. "I'll be right back; I need to go get some things out of my bag, in my room."
"O...k" Angelina and Chanse looked at each other nervously.
Cho ran out of Oliver's room, and left Chanse, Angelina, and a dying Oliver. "Chanse we'll take a break till Cho gets back, then we'll work of studying magical creatures."
"Thank you." Chanse gasped.
Chanse stood up, stretched, walked over to Oliver's bed and sat down next to him, and grabbed his hand. "You ok, Chanse?" Angelina whispered.
Chanse looked up at Angelina, "It's just..." she looked down at Oliver.
"It's just what?"
Chanse looked up at Angelina, again, "Everything; O.W.L.S. are coming up, and I can't think straight, but I know I know all this...and the years almost over, I don't have a date to the End-of-the-Year dance, and I'm not even sure if I want to go...and then there's Oliver," Chanse looked down at Oliver again, "and you can see what I mean."
Angelina nodded her head, and whispered, "Yeah."
Angelina walked over to Chanse, and pulled up a chair next to Oliver's bed, and sat down in it. "But Chanse," Angelina reached up and grabbed Chanse's hands, "Oliver would want you to have a good time. He wouldn't want you to worry about him, he would want you to go to the dance and have fun."
Chanse half-way smiled at Angelina, and then looked back at Oliver.
*BOOM*
Cho came bursting through the door, "Got it all!"
Angelina and Chanse looked up at Cho who had her arms full of jars, of many different things, "Cho?" Chanse asked.
"Can someone help me?"
Angelina and Chanse looked at each other, and ran over to Cho and took some jars away and set them on the floor.
The three girls sat down on the floor, around the jars, "What are you up to Cho Chang?" Angelina said sarcastically.
"Well Chanse you said you were having trouble thinking straight," Cho grabbed her potions book, and flipped through the pages.
"Yeah, so?"
When Chanse felt it was safe to go out, she pulled her robe over her shoulders, fastened it, and turned the doorknob. She peeked her head out the door, and looked down the hallway, no one was there.
She slowly and softly walked out into the hallway, and closed the door behind her, and began to walk down the hallway.
Chanse started to walk down the hallway, when she saw that Oliver's door was cracked open. She stopped and looked down the hallway and saw Mrs. Pomfrey was sitting at her desk, busy with papers. She walked over to Oliver's room, and softly pushed the door open, and saw Oliver lying in his bed...barely breathing.
Chanse grabbed her right hand, with her left hand, and rested it on her legs as she stood in the doorway of Oliver's room. She tilted her head to the side, and stared at Oliver, and didn't know what to feel. Her eyes filled with tears, but she didn't feel that sad. She couldn't figure out how she totally felt.
Chanse collected her feelings and began to walk out of Oliver's room, when she heard a peck at the window. She turned around and saw a large brown owl pecking at the window. She walked over to the window, opened it and stuck her arm outside, and the large owl perched itself on her arm.
Chanse brought her arm back inside and began to pet the bird, "Pluto what are you doing here?" Chanse whispered as she sat down in the chair, in the corner of the room. "You're here to see Oliver aren't you?" the owl screeched and flew over to Oliver and landed on his pillow.
Chanse stood up and walked over to Oliver's bedside and brushed Oliver's hair off his face, and looked at him, then looked at his oxygen tank, and heart monitor. "I..." Chanse's voice trailed off and she finished it by mouthing, 'I love you'.
Chanse turned around and walked out of the room, without turning back. She walked down the hallway to Mrs. Pomfrey's desk, "Hello Mrs. Pomfrey." Chanse smiled.
Mrs. Pomfrey looked up from her papers and smiled at Chanse, "Ready to go back to your room?" Chanse nodded, "Ok well Cho called down here earlier, when you didn't show up, and I told her what happened, and she came down here, and fell asleep on the couch," Mrs. Pomfrey pointed at the couch behind Chanse, and Chanse turned around and saw Cho asleep, "So she'll take you back to your room." Chanse smiled.
"Thank you."
Chanse walked over to Cho, and shook her softly, "Cho, wake up."
"Huh?" Cho opened her eyes, and blinked a couple of times, "CHANSE!" Cho popped up, and threw her arms around Chanse's neck, "Are you ok?"
"Cho, no offence, I just want to go to bed." Chanse whispered, and Cho nodded.
Cho and Chanse stood up, and started to walk out of the hospital, "Thank you, Mrs. Pomfrey." Chanse smiled at the lady busy working on the papers on her desk. Cho and Chanse waited for a response and when they didn't get one, they laughed and continued out of the hospital.
The girls walked down the hallway and Chanse heard some voices down a small hallway, which led to Dumbledore's office, and the bathrooms. "Cho I'll be right back, wait, here. I have to go to the bathroom." Chanse whispered as she carefully walked down the stairs, and Cho nodded, and sat down against the wall.
Chanse walked to the girl's bathroom, and opened it, but right as she did that, she heard another door open.
Chanse quietly shut the girl's bathroom door, and peeked her head around the corner, and saw Mr. and Mrs. Wood standing in the hallway. Shortly after they came out into the hallway, Dumbledore walked out. "Maxwell, Kyla, are you sure you want to do this?" Dumbledore whispered to them.
"Yes." Kyla whispered as she leaned on Maxwell.
"The papers are already signed we, just need you to sign this one." Maxwell held out a piece of paper and a pen to Dumbledore, who cautiously took the pen and paper and pressed it against the wall behind him.
"Are you sure?"
"For Oliver to be safe here in Hogwarts, we think this is what he needs." Maxwell whispered.
Dumbledore nodded his head, and signed the paper and handed it back to Maxwell, "Thank you." Kyla whispered.
Dumbledore didn't say anything; he turned around and walked back into his office. "This is the best," Kyla whispered to Maxwell, "right?"
"Yes." They turned and walked towards Chanse.
Chanse quickly ducked into the girl's bathroom, and waited till Maxwell and Kyla and surely gone. When she felt they were gone to peeked her head out the door, and saw no one there, and she walked out and down the hallway, back to Cho.
When Chanse came back Cho stood up and they continued on their way to the front stairs, "Did you know that Maxwell and Kyla were here?" Cho whispered to Chanse.
"Yeah," She stared, confusingly ahead, "I heard them talking to Dumbledore, about keeping Oliver safe here at Hogwarts."
"Well Oliver the last two years has been taking a lot of major hits, so they're probably making sure that Dumbledore doesn't let him play, for awhile, when he recovers." Chanse nodded and they continued walking down the hallway.
A few minutes later they heard a noise coming from the kitchen, "Should we check it out?" Chanse whispered to Cho.
"It's probably a ghost getting a snack or something." Cho said nervously.
"Ghosts don't eat."
"Maybe it's the cook?"
"Doubtful."
"Someone's animal?" Cho whined.
"Cho, come on let's go check it out." Chanse grabbed Cho's arm, and began to pull her down the front stairs, and towards the kitchen.
The two girls got to the end of the stairs, and peeked their heads around the railing and looked down the kitchen hallway, "What do you think is going on in there?" Cho whispered.
"I dunno."
They continued to stare and a few seconds later, and small figure started to walk out of the kitchen, "Go Cho!" Chanse whispered, as she pushed Cho up the stairs.
"There's no point Chanse, I know you're there." A sly voice whispered, from the kitchen.
Cho and Chanse both stopped and looked over the railing, at who it was. "Blaise...I should have known." Chanse smirked.
A few seconds, after Chanse said that, Blaise came walking out of the kitchen eating an ice-lolly. "What are you doing out so late Blaise?" Cho snapped.
"One, Chang, getting an ice-lolly," Blaise waved the ice-lolly in the air, "two, making sure Chanse, here, is ok."
Chanse and Cho looked at each other and then down at Blaise, who was looking up at them, and eating her ice-lolly, "Yeah...I'm fine Blaise, thanks." Chanse said, nervously.
"Ok good," Blaise rounded the corner and started up the front stairs, and then up the rotating stairs.
Chanse and Cho shrugged their shoulders and started up the other side of the rotating stairs, "by the way," Blaise hissed across the stairs, "don't tell ANYONE that I cared if you were ok or not, ok?"
"Secrets safe with us." Cho smiled.
Cho and Chanse finally reached the hallway to the Ravenclaw entrance, "That was a little weird." Cho whispered.
"What was weird?"
"The whole Blaise wondering if you were ok or not."
"Oh that," Chanse laughed, "See I think Blaise and I understand each other more now. She's not so bad, once you learn more about her...and can relate to her in some form of way."
"Snuffleup," Cho gasped to the Knight, and the painting swung open.
Chanse and Cho, walked through the commons room, and up the stairs to their room, "You can relate to Blaise Zabini?" Cho laughed, as she opened their room door.
"Yeah I think in some way, everyone can relate to everyone," Chanse walked in and went and changed in her pajamas.
Cho got in her pajamas too, and crawled in bed, "Chanse do honestly think that everyone can relate to everyone else?"
Chanse walked out of the bathroom, and crawled into bed and looked over at Cho, "Yeah I do. It's just a matter of if you want to relate to someone, if you're willing to look inside yourself, and find that thing you have that will connect you two."
Cho rolled on her back and stared at the ceiling, "I guess so."
Chanse began to laugh, "What's so funny, Chanse?" Cho whined, as she rolled back on her side, and faced Chanse.
"Nothing," Chanse rolled on her stomach, and turned her head towards Cho, "Don't worry about it, let's just go to bed."
"Ok...Good night, Chanse."
"Good night, Cho." The two girls got settled in their beds and fell fast asleep.
The next morning, around three o'clock in the morning, Chanse woke up, and it still was dark out. She looked over at Cho, who was curled up in her covers, and then Chanse rolled over and looked at Geno, who was sitting on his perch, in his cage, asleep.
Chanse quietly sat up, and rolled her covers off her and sat on the side of her bed. She raised her arms in the air, and stretched them out, and stood up, and looked around her room. Everything was so silent and still...and peaceful.
She looked down at the ground, and stared at a crack in the hard wooden.
She continued to stare at the floor, when a slowly glow of light came across the floor onto the crack, and Chanse looked up at the window, and saw the sun rising over the castle walls, of Hogwarts.
Chanse became mesmerized by the sun, and slowly walked over to her balcony, without taking her eyes off the sun, and walked out onto the balcony.
Chanse looked down at the courtyard, which had fog covering it, but it was slowly lifting. She couldn't see the fountain in the middle but she could hear the water softly splashing. She took a deep breath in and looked up at all the windows of the other students, which had fog stuck to the edges of the windows.
A small breeze blew over Chanse, and the courtyard, and made Chanse shiver, and the courtyard's fog lift into the air. Chanse rapped her arms around her self, and slowly looked up into the sky, and watched the sun's rays melt over the walls, and into the courtyard.
A big gust of wind blew over all the land and Chanse closed her eyes, and took a deep breath in.
When the wind stopped blowing Chanse opened her eyes, slowly, and saw a flock of snidgets fly out of the sun, and over Hogwarts. Chanse followed, with her eyes, the beautiful red bird, and smiled, "This is my life." She whispered to herself.
Chanse turned around and started to walk back into her room, and then she turned around and took one last glance at a beautiful Hogwarts. She looked at all the windows, and the courtyard. She nodded her head and walked inside to her bed, where she quietly crawled back in bed, and went to sleep.
*BEEP*
Cho rolled over to her alarm, and hit the off button, "Seven o'clock is way too early in the damn morning." She sighed.
Cho rolled out of bed and walked over to Chanse's bed and shook Chanse, "Wake up Chanse."
"Huh?" Chanse rolled over, and scratched her eyes.
"Time for our first class."
"I'm going to miss, here's my note." Chanse slid the note off the side table and handed it to Cho.
"O...k" Cho read over the note, and placed it back on the table, "Well I'll see you in second class."
"Ok," Chanse rolled back over, and started to go to bed.
Cho finished getting ready and started out the door, "Hey Cho," Chanse sat up in her bed, "what is our second class?"
Cho laughed, "Care of magical creatures."
Cho shut the door and Chanse rolled over to her alarm and set it for a half an hour before second class, and went back to bed.
An hour and half later Chanse's alarm went off. Chanse rolled over to her alarm and hit the button, and rolled onto her back, and sighed. "Chanse that note doesn't say 'Can skip first AND SECOND class, you know?" Geno laughed.
"Shut up, Geno," Chanse rolled out of her bed, "I know that I'm getting ready right now."
Chanse walked into the bathroom, and jumped in the shower, and when she was done with that she got dressed, and grabbed her note and books, and walked out of her room, and went to her second class.
The rest of the school year, went as normal as possible...no more Voldemort attacks, no more threats from Blaise...actually Blaise became really nice to Chanse, but only when no one else was around.
Chanse would go see Oliver, at least once a week, or even more then that, to see if he had improved any...which he hadn't. He either would get worse or wouldn't change from the last time Chanse went and saw him.
Over time Chanse heard people talk about how Oliver's parents were moving his stuff out of his room, but that Oliver's parents were saying, that Oliver, when he recovers was going to live at home for awhile, and they just needed to take his stuff home.
For the people who actually went and saw Oliver in the hospital, knew that they were moving half of his stuff home, and the other half into the hospital room.
The school moved on past Oliver, but never forgot him. Everyone knew what happened, but no one talked about it...No one knew how to talk about it.
A month and a half pasted by, in Hogwarts; now O.W.L.S. were only a week away, and every student was spending all their time in the library.
Angelina, Cho, and Chanse spent their whole time studying in the library or in Oliver's hospital room.
"A mixture of chopped daisy roots, skinned shrivelfig, sliced caterpillar, one rat spleen..."
"Can I just say that's disgusting?" Cho gagged.
"CHO!" Angelina hissed, "I'm trying to test Chanse."
"Sorry."
"Anyways, moving on...chopped daisy roots, skinned shrivelfig, sliced caterpillar, one rat spleen, and a dash of leech juice, makes what potion?"
"Um..." Chanse shut her book and shook her head, "Polyjuice potion?"
"No," Angelina's shoulders dropped, "its shrinking solution." Angelina shut her book, and looked at Chanse, who was looking at the floor. "Chanse are you studying?"
"YES!" Chanse yelled, "I just can't think straight."
"Hey I know something that will clear that up." Cho laughed, as she jumped out of her seat. "I'll be right back; I need to go get some things out of my bag, in my room."
"O...k" Angelina and Chanse looked at each other nervously.
Cho ran out of Oliver's room, and left Chanse, Angelina, and a dying Oliver. "Chanse we'll take a break till Cho gets back, then we'll work of studying magical creatures."
"Thank you." Chanse gasped.
Chanse stood up, stretched, walked over to Oliver's bed and sat down next to him, and grabbed his hand. "You ok, Chanse?" Angelina whispered.
Chanse looked up at Angelina, "It's just..." she looked down at Oliver.
"It's just what?"
Chanse looked up at Angelina, again, "Everything; O.W.L.S. are coming up, and I can't think straight, but I know I know all this...and the years almost over, I don't have a date to the End-of-the-Year dance, and I'm not even sure if I want to go...and then there's Oliver," Chanse looked down at Oliver again, "and you can see what I mean."
Angelina nodded her head, and whispered, "Yeah."
Angelina walked over to Chanse, and pulled up a chair next to Oliver's bed, and sat down in it. "But Chanse," Angelina reached up and grabbed Chanse's hands, "Oliver would want you to have a good time. He wouldn't want you to worry about him, he would want you to go to the dance and have fun."
Chanse half-way smiled at Angelina, and then looked back at Oliver.
*BOOM*
Cho came bursting through the door, "Got it all!"
Angelina and Chanse looked up at Cho who had her arms full of jars, of many different things, "Cho?" Chanse asked.
"Can someone help me?"
Angelina and Chanse looked at each other, and ran over to Cho and took some jars away and set them on the floor.
The three girls sat down on the floor, around the jars, "What are you up to Cho Chang?" Angelina said sarcastically.
"Well Chanse you said you were having trouble thinking straight," Cho grabbed her potions book, and flipped through the pages.
"Yeah, so?"