From miserable to Spectacular
Chapter 3
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Summary: Oliver decides to do some exploring through Diagon Alley. He stumbles upon a store that stands out from all the rest. He investigates the store and finds out that some old school friends run it. He is invited to dinner exc exc exc. Okay should I even continue with summaries because I suck at them.. Just read I promise it's good.
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From miserable to Spectacular
Chapter 3: I'd do anything.
Oliver stood there dumbstruck about how much Diagon Alley had changed. He was blocking the way so he decided to start movie along.
He looked down the line of stores to see that there were still a number of stores he could recognize including, Cauldron Shop, Daily Prophet, Flourish & Blotts; Madam Malkins robes for all occasions, Ollivander's wands, and Gringotts at the far end of Diagon Alley.
As he walked to go take a look at one of the many new stores he was stopped by a tugging at his side. He looked down to see a kid not even the age of six.
"Hullo there son, where's yer mum and dad?" Oliver asked the young kid. "Oliver, you're Oliver Wood!" the boy shouted. Oliver nodded and smiled. "Casey!" a woman yelled frantically from the crowed.
A woman practically ran over to where Oliver and her son were standing. Followed close behind the woman was a man. "Casey, why did you leave your father and me?" The woman asked the young boy. "But mummy, its Oliver Wood!" the boy protested.
"None the less you do not leave our side! Especially with you-know-who back," the man said firmly, finally reaching the place where his wife and son were standing. Oliver laughed and greeted the couple. They talked about Oliver's injury and they gave there best wishes to him.
"Thank you. It's been nice meeting you Mr. and Mrs. ----------? "He asked. "Dafnis, but you can call us Chase and Alicia," Chase said. "Okay," Oliver said. He shook all there hands and watched as the Dafnis' were walking away.
Unexpectedly, Casey turned back around, and ran back to where Oliver was still standing. "Mr. Wood, can you teach me how to be a good keeper like you?" he asked. Oliver shook his head yes and let out a soft chuckle. "Of course Casey, whenever you get a chance just send an owl to Oliver Wood at Hogwarts, and I'd be happy to, okay?" Oliver asked the young boy. He in turn shook his head yes and smiled and laughed as he ran back to his parents.
Oliver watched as the Dafnis' walked away and then turned back around and started to explore Diagon alley, again. Oliver decided to go into Flourish and blotts to see if they had any books on how to teach. When it was all done and said he had bought three books total. "Teaching for Amateurs," by Earnest Carter. "The top 100 quiditch players in the English Premier league 1996," by Lucille Bohnard and "How to start your own buissness," by Galen Peschez.
He paid for the books and left, starting to walk back towards the leaky Cauldron. On his way back a store he had missed on the way stood out to him. Weasley's Wizard Wheezes'. "Bloody hell, my eyes are defying me!" he said to himself in barely a whisper. He had always known that Fred and George Weasley had always wanted to start there own joke shop from his days back in Hogwarts, but never did he think it would ever come to be, especially with the way he knew Molly Weasley hated jokes.
He made his way over to the store, and opened the door. As he walked in he saw one of the flaming red headed boys at the counter. He looked busy so Oliver didn't want to disturb him, and instead went to look at all the gidgets and gadgets the twins had come to invent over the years.
Oliver was just about to pick up a skiving snackbox when he heard a voice from behind him. "Can I help you sir?" the man questioned. Oliver turned around. "Bless my soul, its OLLIE!" the man said. He hugged Oliver profoundly, but finally let go. "Fred, get over here its Ollie!" the twin, who must have been George, said. His better half left the counter and came over to where George and Oliver were standing.
"Bloody hell, Ollie! I never would have guessed I'd be seeing you here!" Fred said amused. Oliver let a small chuckle out, and said, "Me neither, but hey I had to see this for myself." There was a moment of silence. Oliver feeling uncomfortable decided to break the silence. "So how's business treating you? And your family how's yer mum and dad?"
George was the first to speak. "Business is great, actually we had the idea for the skiving snackbox from you, your names on it here on the side actually, I mean to say we gave you credit for helping us think of the idea." "Me? How me?" Oliver asked. "Now come on Wood, your not that thick headed, god knows your long talks and strategies sessions were getting madly out of hand, we had the idea to use these to get out of them," Fred said.
"Ah…" he said shrugging it off. "I thought my talks and strategies sessions were good." Fred shook his head and just smiled. "Anyways, the family is good... For the most part, at least. Percy still hasn't come back mum's getting bloody worried." Oliver took a look of concern at this statement. "How's your mum? I haven't seen her in awhile."
"She fine, just fine, actually to tell you the truth, she's wanted to see yas Ollie, since she heard 'bout yas accident," George said. Oliver picked up a skiving snackbox and started to examine it. "Aye, Ollie you should come home with us and have a good meal with the family!" Fred exclaimed. A great idea my twin," George agreed.
Oliver shook his head. "I don't want ter be a bother to your mum and dad." "Ollie, since when have you been a burden… besides playing an active role as quiditch captain?" Fred asked. "Yah mum will luv ta see yas Ollie and besides you can give Ron some keeper training, Lord knows he needs it," George said.
After lots of begging Oliver agreed to have supper at the Weasley's. The next two hours went by as a blur. Oliver sat and read one of the books he bought, secretly peeking around to watch as loads of Hogwarts students and adults alike came in to buy anything and everything from Headless hats to Canary Creams, and the now infamous Skiving Snackboxes.
At half past five George came and told Oliver it was time to go home. Oliver grabbed his three books and apperated to the burrow. They got there and walked in to see Mrs. Weasley hard at work setting the dinner table. "Mum we're home and we've captured Ollie, and have taken him hostage," George said.
Mrs. Weasley looked up from what she was doing. A Smile crossed her face, and she stopped what she was doing. She crossed the kitchen to where Oliver was standing. "Oh Oliver how have you been, I heard about the accident, how are you feeling?" she asked in a mush of jumbled words cupping his face in her hands. Oliver blushed considerably.
"Arthur, come here Oliver Wood is here. A thud was heard in the living room. Slowly but surely, the form known as Arthur Weasley, walked into the kitchen. "Ah, Oliver its good to see you again, how are your mum and dad doing?" Mr. Weasley asked. "Fine, there doing good vacationing the America's now," he said.
"Interesting," was Mr. Weasley's only response. Mr. Weasley walked over and sat at the head of the table. He took out his wand and conjured an extra chair and plate to the table.
"Ronald, Ginny, Charlie suppers ready!" Mrs. Weasley called for her other three children. All three children descended the stairs and took a seat at the table. "Children now I know you all know Oliver Wood; he's going to be having supper with us tonight," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Hullo, Ollie, long time no see what are you up to now since the injury?" Charlie asked, after scooping up a piece of meat. "Well, Madam Hooch retired, and since I can no longer play keeper I was asked by Professor Dumbledore to be a teacher for the first years and the referee at the quiditch matches, but its only a part time job," he answered.
"Wicked!" Ron said sounding excited. "That's great that he offered you the job, Charlie is taking over responsibility of the Care of Magical Creatures lessons from Hagrid. Says there needs to be more members of the Order at Hogwarts," Mr. Weasley said.
"Has Dumbledore told you about the order?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Oliver shook his head no, looking semi-confused. "My mum and dad were talkin' 'bout that before they left to the America's though," he said. "Don't worry dear, Dumbledore will ask you in due time," Mrs. Weasley said smiling. "I'll do anything to help him out, especially since he helped me get employed," Oliver said.
Suddenly realization hit him. The death eater didn't want him to go to Hogwarts and get involved with Dumbledore because of the Order. They don't want people getting in the order. "Can I tell you something?" he asked the Weasley's. They shook there head so he proceeded to tell them about what had happened at his flat that morning.
"This morning I woke up, and there was a death eater at the front of my bed, and he held my wand. He told me not to mix with Dumbledore, and stuff. He said that he'll check on me soon, and that I can choose the side of good or bad. He said If I made the wrong choice he'd be forced to use an unforgivable on me," Oliver spoke sternly and definite of himself.
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley along with Charlie, Fred, and George looked as if they knew that this was coming. Ginny and Ron however were petrified in there seats wondering why there future professor had a death eater at his flat. "Oliver, you should see Dumbledore about this, and we'll send for him. Meanwhile maybe you should stay here for tonight," Mrs. Weasley said.
Oliver shook his head in agreement. Truth be told he was scared to go back to his flat alone. "Charlie take Oliver up to Perc---.. Your room and help him get settled will you?" Mr. Weasley asked. Charlie and Oliver got up out of there seats and Charlie showed Oliver up the stairs.
"Now Fred, George you stay here and eat with Ginny and Ron. Your mum and I will be back shortly, we will just have to go in the living room and alert Dumbledore and some of the order about this," Mr. Weasley said. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley then retreated from the room, and voices could be heard in the living room.