"God Potter, miss me much? I just saw you after my fifth lesson!"
"Yeah, that was what? Two hours ago!"
Oliver looked at the teenager for a moment, trying to decide if he was joking or not, but then he just pushed it off to hormones. He smiled, realizing that he sounded old, when just five minutes ago he was missing Harry just as bad, if not worse.
"Well, we've got a good 30 minutes before we head down to dinner. How was your day?"
Harry's jaw dropped. He stared, and desperately tried to tell himself that he was hearing things. Oliver Wood wasn't suggesting the fierce snogging for once?