'Talk about my feelings, my arse,' Oliver thought, torn between frustration and relief. On the one hand, he really wanted to get rid of the invisible hippogryff between Alicia and himself but on the other hand there were few things Oliver was so spectacularly bad at as confronting emotions. Unless armed with a Quaffle, of course.
Despite his better knowledge Oliver opened his mouth to protest - and promptly closed it again as the Patronus appeared. That meant serious trouble.
"Oh, thank Merlin. Just on time," Oliver whispered and reached for his wand, before Disapparating just behind Alicia. There was an eager smile on Oliver's face that was wiped off a split-second after he appeared. With scarcely a warning there was a hiss of hot air as a hex whizzed past his face. Oliver paled and turned to look at Alicia.
"You okay?" He yelled to drown out the cries and the mayhem around them.