Oliver
I faced forward, laughing into my hands. "No, of all things, that doesn't happened."
"No, you've gotten hit by bludgers, Oliver." Percy said, but in a way tat let me know he was amused.
"I meant I don't have nightmares about it." I laughed out my explanation.
"What about back in second year?" Percy asked.
I stopped laughing and just stared at the table. Percy's my best mate. He knows everything about me, but I didn't want to admit what he knew. I'd gone most of my time at Hogwarts without admitting it to anyone else, even him.
(A/N: It took me a long time to get these four chapters up. After I wrote Odd Part I, I got so busy. I don't know if I'll be able to continue this story, but I thought I might as well share these four chapters.)