An hour later Molly found there was an empty seat at the breakfast table. She frowned for a moment, looking at each of her sons then her husband. She stood up, glancing at Percy who seemed to be fidgety. "I'll be right back" she said, moving off towards the staircase and her son's room.

"Bloody hell, mum's gone crazy. She's even set an extra place" She vaguely heard Fred rant. When she reached the top of the stairs she headed to Percy's door and knocked, waiting.

"Oliver, it's Molly, can I come in?"

"Er, of course Mrs Weasley. It's your house" She opened the door and stepped in, finding Oliver sat on Percy's back, leant against the headboard. His knees were drawn up and he was hugging Percy's pillow, the object trapped between his thighs and torso.

"You do realise your breakfast is getting cold, don't you?" She took a seat at the foot of the bed.

"Breakfast?" He looked surprised.

"Oliver, you're a guest in my house and I always make sure I feed my guests.. even if I have to force feed them" She giggled.

"But, I wasn't really invited, and I wouldn't want to intrude" His eyes were cast down at his feet.

"I believe Percy brought you here, thus you are a guest, thus I insist you joining us. You wouldn't be intruding" Oliver opened his mouth but quickly closed it and smiled at Molly's look. It was obvious who would win this one. She got up and he followed her, stopping her as she reached the door.

"Mrs Weasley?"

"Please, call me Molly, dear. What is it?" She paused, hand on the door handle.

"Why do you like me? Accepted me so quickly after before?" They stared at each other for a moment before she crossed the room and hugged him. He hugged her back, pushing aside his shock. She smiled as she pulled away and moved back to the open door. Her answer was simple.

"Because you make him happy"

Oliver stared for a moment after she left till Molly came back into the room and unceremoniously dragged him down.

He felt awkward as he sat down for Breakfast. Arthur looked at Molly having no clue they had a visitor. The twins sat speechless at seeing Oliver Wood although George managed to smile once the shock wore off. Percy reached a hand under the table and gave Oliver's knee a sharp squeeze, shifting slightly so their thighs brushed against each other.

"Hello, Oliver! I didn't know you were coming round for breakfast. How've you been?"

"I've been good, thank you, Mr Weasley. It was a little unexpected for me too. Percy told me you got a new computer" Oliver managed to keep his composure, changing the subject but Percy could feel the unease roll off him like the heat through his jeans.

"Oh, Arthur, Please. Say, you don't know how to make it play do you? I can't get any buttons to make it work" Oliver bit back the urge to laugh and smiled at the man.

"Did you wire it up?" Nod

"Did you plug it in?" Nod

"Flick the switch?" Mr Weasley scratched his head and his three sons looked down at their plates, all blushing red.

"I'll take a look at it for you after breakfast if you like, Arthur"

"Thanks, Oliver. It's nice to have someone round who knows about these things"


The twins were still staring, still silent. It was getting to him. They were meant to be loud and cackling, or suspicious and whispering, obvious about their plotting something. Not silent and casting the occasional look at Percy.

The pancakes Molly had made were soon finished and Percy opted to help with the dishes whilst Oliver took a look at the computer. Arthur hadn't connected the monitor to the tower. Oliver quickly wired it up, Arthur yapping away for a while before suddenly turning very serious.

"Why did you come back to him?" It sounded harsher then Arthur intended it to and Oliver cast him a wary look over his shoulder. He turned back to the computer and pushed the start button before speaking.

"Because I spent seven years with him for a best friend. He made three years of those the happiest of my life. The last four I've been broken hearted" He glanced over his shoulder and met eyes with Arthur for a moment, hearing the man gasp quietly. He turned back to the screen and Arthur's hand clapped his shoulder.

"Did he end it with you then? He never told us what happened between you both. Just smiled at Molly and me then said 'We're finished' and walked off to the car to wait for us" Both men sighed.

"It was mu.. mutual, sir" Oliver stuttered. "We both wanted to start careers that would take us different places, we thought he'd always be stuck in London and I'd be all over the place. I think that he thought he was a burden to me, holding me back or something of the likes" Arthur watched the boy as he turned quiet, the screen finally loading a bright blue colour with loads of small pictures known to muggles as desktop shortcuts.

"Right, what do I do next?" Arthur asked, pointing his wand at the screen. Before Oliver could say anything there was a loud zap and the screen went black, the glass of the screen cracked and some small shards dropped onto the keyboard.


Author's Notes: Tada! only two chapters left, I'm not sure if I've actually finished it like, it seems a bit, unfinished to me but I guess I'll find out when you lovely reviewers read it.