By dinner that night everyone knew about Harry's passing out at the gym, By breakfast that next morning it was assumed by most of the student body that it was due to drugs. Hermione, Fred, George and Oliver were quick to dispel the rumors but Ron chose to just stay quiet on the matter which infuriated Oliver.
"He's your friend!" he roared at the red head as they sat in his dorm room "Your best friend, how can you not stand behind him!"
"Because I'm not stupid! My friend is on drugs. You know it, I know, it everyone knows it!" Ron fired back
"You don't know anything!" Oliver screamed pushing him against the wall
"Don't I Oliver!" Ron yelled back pushing Oliver off of him and using all of his strength not to hit back "I know more than you think okay!"
"How Huh! What's this big 'I know' secret Ron! We'd all like to know since you know so much!"
"My brother used drugs when he was going here!" he yelled "He nearly died from them! So there you go Oliver! I know Harry's on drugs! I know and I know where its going to lead IF HE DOESN' T STOP NOW!"
The room was silent except for Ron's labored breathing. Oliver opened his mouth to say something, but didn't. He just turned and left. He was nearly down to the Great Hall when Fred and George caught up with him.
"Wood" they called
He stopped walking, but didn't turn around. Fred grabbed onto his shoulder and pulled him back. "Hey look"
"Not now Fred" he said jerking away
"Listen Wood, we know you like . . . love Harry but our brother Charlie was on drugs before" George explained
"He's not anymore, but he almost died. You can't deny this for long . . . you don't want him to die" Fred added
"I don't" Oliver said his voice barely above a whisper
"Then we're going to let you talk to him" George stated
"Before we do" his twin finished off
He nodded slightly"Thanks"
"No problem" they said together
Oliver slowly made his way toward the hospital wing. So many thoughts were running through his head. Harry, his once sweet Harry . . . using drugs? It just didn't fit. Why?He was so deep in thought that he wasn't watching where he was walking and knocked Malfoy down.
"Oh I'm"
"Watch where the hell you're going wood" Draco snapped brushing off his dark robes
"Where are you going?" Oliver asked
"Where do you think? To go and see Potter"
Right then, a fierce rage came over him, he was the reason Harry was in this mess. He seized Draco by his robes and pushed him against the wall.
"Why so you can give him more drugs!" he hissed in his ear
Draco struggled to get out of his grasp but Oliver was too strong for him. "You'd better let me up Wood" he ordered
"Or else what? I'd ought to turn you into Dumbledore now"
"And risk getting your beloved Potty thrown out of Quidditch forever?"
"He'd tell Dumbledore it was all your fault"
"You'd think someone would do that . . . but Potter's not stupid" Draco hissed back as a small crowd began forming around them "He knows that I can make his life a living hell, and yours too. You just can't accept the fact that your sweet Potter isn't so sweet anymore"
"Hey you boys!" A sour voice called out
Oliver turned to see that Filch and Mrs. Norris were on their way down the hall, identical evil looks on both of their faces.He gave Malfoy one last slam into the wall and thenlet him go. He turned and was walking away when Draco caught him by the shoulder and whispered in his ear
"By the way . . . he came to me looking for it"
With that he left, and Oliver had to figure out how to process this new information.
