The night was chilly as Katie and Oliver walked down the street together in silence. The street lights reflected Katie's hair leaving almost a bluish white glow. The grass still managed to stay green even though it was deep in the fall. She and Oliver started walking towards the Harvard bridge. As they started walking on the bridge over the black water, the wind blew and she shivered but bit her lip. Oliver took off his hoodie and handed it to her before she had a chance to protest. She could still feel his warmth on the it and she wrapped it around herself and inhaled deeply. It was distinctly Oliver. She smiled to herself. "Thanks," Katie whispered just loud enough for him to hear her. Katie quickly skipped a few steps to keep up with Oliver's longer stride. He looked down at her and grinned.

Oliver grabbed a hold of Katie's arm and pointed to skyline of Boston. "You know this is a magnificent view," Oliver pointed out. "It's really breathtaking actually."

Katie looked out and nodded in agreement. She realized that she had walked over this bridge over a thousand times but she rarely ever took in the view of the city. She was always running late for a lunchdate or coming back from classes exhausted, so she rarely ever got a chance to truly stand and take in the view.

As soon they crossed the bridge, there was a small coppery green edifice. Oliver pointed at the small sandwich shop and said, "I bet you that this place has the strongest coffee in town."

Katie gave him a confused look.

Oliver pointed to the small Irish pub across the street and gave her a grin.

"It's not as wild as you think. Well, you should see it on St. Patrick's Day. Hell, you should see all of Boston on St. Patrick's Day. They're almost as rowdy as when the Red Sox beat the Yankees." Katie made a face.

Oliver looked puzzled.

"Baseball? Oh nevermind. Just don't wear any caps around here that don't have a "B" on it around here." She gave him a goofy grin and purposely nudged him arm.

When they got to the front of the shop, Katie saw a man in his fifties in an apron stacking up the chairs on the tables. She tried the door, but it was locked. The man looked up and was just about to point to the "We're Closed" sign but seeing Katie's sad frown, he walked over to the door and unlocked it. Katie mouthed thanks to him repeatedly as his fished for his keys trying to find the right one.

As soon as he opened the door, she and Oliver ran through the door both of them shivering and still a little wet from the water spill.

"My waterheater exploded and well... My friend and I would love some coffee. I'll even make it myself if you want to continue closing up shop" Katie said in one breath.

The guy smiled and said, "Don't worry about it, I've made some already some already for the poor bastard who'll come in an hour or two and have to deal with all the drunks." He reached for two styrofoam cups and filled both of them to the brim and slid the sugar and creamer to Oliver on the table.

Katie emptied her pockets of change and waved goodbye as she followed Oliver out the door. He handed one of the cups to Katie and both of them headed deeper in the city.

Oliver took a sip from his cup and swallowed painfully. "See I told you that this would the strongest cup of coffee in the entire city."

Katie smiled at him and said, "Well, it's strong because of all the frat houses down these two streets and definitely NOT because of the Irish pub, it's just filled with bikers."

Oliver swallowed. "So, uh you frequent these frats?"

"Well yes, several of my friends live--" she cut herself after she realized what he was insinuating and glared at him.

"What? It was just a question" he said and shrugged his shoulders.

She held the cup in her hand feeling the heat emanating from it. She took a sip and frowned. "There's no sugar in this, you know?" she said jokingly.

"I think you're sweet enough already." he replied and they kept on walking.

She gently punched him in the arm and he looked at her.

"Don't make me regret what I just said." he said with a grin.

He walked towards the city park and took a seat on the grass next to the Charles River. Katie followed him and took a seat next to him. It was breezier next to the river and Katie shivered again. It was nearly winter and she was never really used to weather like this. Oliver took this opportunity to put his arm around Katie's waist and pulled her closer to him. She blushed a little, just as he quickly stuffed his hand into the hoodie pocket. She looked up at him.

"What? My hands were cold. When this hand defrosts, I'll move to the left of you and do the same." Oliver added and made a goofy face at her.

Katie laughed. It was one of those relaxed laughs she hadn't had in a really long time. She realized that she was having fun in the first time in a really long time.

"You know you are really different from what I thought you would be" he said looking out at the river.

Katie sat there in silence.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that it just seemed like you were perfect. You were always smiling, always happy, always peppy and everyone loved you. Just now, there's just more to you. It makes you more real and a whole lot less intimidating," Oliver quickly added to explain his first comment.

Katie realized that she had changed a lot since Hogwarts, but she wasn't sure she liked how much she changed.

Oliver continued, "You know, you don't speak much do you?"

Katie looked and him and laughed, "Does anyone when they're with you?"

Oliver pouted and sat there silent for a while. After several moments, he found the silence unbearable and started to fiddle with a piece of grass. "You know after we graduated from Hogwarts, you just dropped off the face of the map. I mean I wrote to you..." he drifted off and started again, "Just, I didn't think I'd ever see you again." Oliver stated.

Katie stared out at the river and said, "It's complicated. A lot of this stuff is just complicated. I just needed to get away for a while." Katie felt uncomfortable and leaned away from Oliver.

"Guess I just didn't expect you turn your back on a friendship of seven years" he added bitterly.

"Like I said said Oliver, it's complicated. We should probably head back anyway. I've got to deal with the landlord and classes tomorrow." Katie got up and started walking home. Oliver followed her in silence regretting every word of the last sentence he said to her.