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"Prof-" Oliver stopped, he was about to catch Professor Steven's attention, then he saw his face.

Professor Steven, being the Herbology teacher, had been Oliver's favorite from the beginning. His first day, at the school he knew all about, and one Professor was the only to shock him. His wit, his intelligence, his quiet nature, had always drawn Oliver to liking Professor Steven. Oliver now considered him to be his mentor in a way.

Oliver had just finished up his first year at Hogwarts. He had loved it, just as his father, except for one problem. There was a girl, always a girl, in his mind. She was beautiful, blond hair, so tall, so pretty. She was to old for him... to mature... to bold. Oliver was meek, scared. He forgot everything while around her, still would to. She knew, of course, how couldn't she? They never openly said anything, after an unfortunate night that he actually showed his true feelings. He hoped she thought it had all faded, but of course... who knows with girls.

That was why he was in Hogsmead, trying to distract himself. He was just stepping out of the unbelievable candy shop when he had seen Professor Steven. On any other occasion he would have jumped at the chance to have a small chat with this teacher, except today. Something about the Professor, just by taking a glance, made Oliver stop in his tracks.

Professor Steven, normally flashing a kind smile and skip in his step, was not himself. Oliver watched him yank open the door to the Three Broomsticks, but before he did he caught a glimpse of his face. Normally so calm, now... so stressed.

Aren't Professor's supposed to be stressed during the school year? Not after? He thought, watching him with suspicion.

He could follow him, he had nothing better to do. It would probably be best not to stalk a teacher though, Oliver knew this. So he stood for a moment more, before sighing.

So I'll just... walk in and check on him, he shook his head smiling. He knew he would be happier if he made sure his favorite teacher was okay.

"Mhhhm." Oliver's eyes opened. Blurry everywhere he looked. He realized he was on stone, where? He lifted his arms, slowly rising on them. The common room slowly slid into focus.

His head ached and reaching back to feel it realized there was dry blood in places. "Ow!" He exclaimed, sitting on his bum on the cold floor. He leaned against the couch, wondering how he had fallen.

Stacey's face slid into his mind, and he realized he had been talking to her and that was the last thing he remembered. He had fainted. Why? His bad social skills at times had very negative affects towards his body. Oliver sighed, this was not the first time he had fainted in front of a girl. He wondered where she was now.

(Ha ha, I had to get in here somehow and fainting was the only way to explain his absence. Where are you guys now?)

Oliver was as if to say relieved, though inappropriate that was he slightly felt it. He pitied KeKe because of her loss, though he sighed a relief knowing Cody wasn't a boyfriend of something to be worried about.

He gripped the broom tight and kicked off the ground for the first time. How exhilarating! It was easier then riding a bike! He did a back flip in the air, and though almost falling off he laughed at the easiness. He bent his head low on the cold broomstick, and shot forward with intense speed towards KeKe.

Oliver couldn't sleep. He never had been able to very well, having not done much action as a child he was able to go a long while without getting tired. After taking a nice long walk around, he had heard what sounded like sobs. Curious he made his way towards the sound. Walking down the stairs from the Boys Common Room he cleared his throat to announce his appearance.

He recognized the girl, Stacey it appeared. He knew she was KeKe's friend.

"Uh, is everything alright?" He said staying on one step above the walking floor.

Oliver swallowed, grabbing hold of it. Before getting on it though he noticed what KeKe had said. "Cody?" He asked looking at her. He straddled the broom, but didn't quite kick off the ground just yet, interested in what she had to say before he killed himself. Over dramatic at the most, but he was terrified.

Oliver nodded. "So do I actually, I'm hoping to make the team next year, not sure though. I hear there are a lot of good people here and I haven't exactly had an experience." He shook his head. "I've never even been on a broomstick."

Oliver laughed as KeKe flew in such a manor around him. His head followed her movements smiling at her. "You are so silly Ms. KeKe."

He laughed, happy to be with her.

Oliver reached the tall doors leading outside and pushing ever so slightly they opened for him. He paused, breathing in the warm fresh air. Opening his eyes he looked around, the beautiful sunshine was dancing across the green green grass making everything seem so fresh. Smiling at the beauty he looked around, searching for KeKe.

//Grabs Jenny by the shirt as she runs by him. Pulls her into hiding next to him.// I think we're safe here! //Whispers in her ear!//

Oliver found it odd when he didn't feel the warmth in his hand, but sleep was right on the tip of his tongue. It took over his body, all he saw was KeKe in his dreams, and wands -though mostly KeKe.

It wasn't until a little tickle touched his hand that he slowly he opened his eyes, moaning a comfortable sigh thinking it was KeKe. To his disappointment, it was a note. He sighed opening it up and quickly reading through it.

"Alright, so I don't wake up to her, but I wake up to something from her." He stood stretching, talking quickly to himself, "At least I get something." He shook his head walking out of the common room as portraits looked at him oddly hearing him talk to no one.

He wasn't sure of the time, he figured it to be a respectable hour though considering he passed a few students as he made his way through the castle. He remembered the note had said something about being outside (I hope you don't mind that I said that you had included your location in the note, I simply couldn't think of any other way to get Oliver down to where you were without knowing where to go), he hoped KeKe and the other girl who's named escaped his mind was still there.

Oliver opened one eye, looking at Oliver. Slowly, his hand reached out towards hers, his smooth skin touched hers and a little shock was sent through his body, he moved her hand with his so his could be under hers. with his fingers intwined in hers he squeezed it tight. He closed his eyes again, massaging her thumb with his.

(I did that yesterday with my other half.)

Oliver had no idea who this newcomer was so he simply smiled, nodding his head towards her. He relaxed now, glad that the attention was off him, he was even able to realize how tired he was. He sighed, closing his eyes on the comfortable couch.

(I'm okay with it. KeKe does that sound okay?)

If Oliver would have had water in his mouth, it would have come out in a big cough. Though water he found none, so instead he had to do a double look, looking at KeKe then back to Megan then back to KeKe. What had she just said to Alex? He was beyond confused, not sure what to think.

Oliver jumped slightly when KeKe hopped up so fast. He smiled as she hugged the boy apparently named Alex. My how that 'Alex' was lucky to be hugged by such a pretty girl he thought to himself.

Oliver smiled as he watched KeKe's hands glow. He recognized those, he had mastered them at an early age having almost inherited them from his family. He never had liked fire, but in his opinion it was merely because fire meant death and death reminded him of so much that he couldn't understand having never had to deal with such a horrid topic. That was why, when KeKe had mentioned her family on the train, Oliver hadn't known how to react. Having never been in her shoes or even close.

He sat quietly, hoping to not be noticed by 'Alex'.