They just lay there for a bit before they got changed. As soon as they got out of the bed it was clean and made again. And they were clean again, no evidence of their escapades remained on their bodies.
"We need one of those beds Oliver. Because I see myself on your broomstick a lot more often now!"
"It's in the pensive if I am not mistaken. If not we can always take it with us next time!"
"You're the greatest. I am the luckiest guy in the world to have you Oliver Wood!"
The two stepped out from the room with items in tow. They picked up a few more items that the Founders told them to take. Oliver put them in an enchanted bag Godric insisted them on using, the wall faded away.
McGonagall was sleeping on a couch. Bill was reading a book. And Hayden seemed like he was looking for something.
Hayden came over and elbowed Oliver in the chest and smiled. Oliver had that stupid "I just got my rocks off" look that Harry had come to love.
Hayden went over to make the other two aware the pair was back. And then out of nowhere something caught Oliver's eye. A golden box was lying in the fire.
"What are you doing Wood?" McGonagall shrieked.
"You'll burn yourself," Harry yelled.
"Little brother, you better have a good explanation."
"It has to be important. Oliver wouldn't risk his quidditch future if it wasn't important" Bill calmly responded to the others.
"Aguamenti" Oliver cried. "Accio Godric's box."
And there was the box. No one knew what secrets it held, but Oliver knew they would win, no matter what. He turned back to the others when he heard something.
"Oliver my boy, your eyes are sharper than I thought. Ask Hayden for the rings. And don't worry Harrison didn't watch you two. HE was to preoccupied with me!" Godric said.
"Thank you, I will" Oliver whispered before walking back to the others.