Friday | 3:00 pm | Hogwarts Grounds | Penny & Oliver
A small chill ran up his spine when she blew warm air on the back of his neck, that made him shift briefly. He smiled, however, at the sound of her giggle. It was nice to know that some things didn't change, no matter what was going on around you and he chuckled when she referred to his stomach as his "tummy". It had been years since he'd ever used that word, but somehow it just seemed to fit given the circumstances.
"I'll hold you to that, you realize," he responded, one hundred percent serious about the cookies. It may not have been as widely known as his love for Quidditch, but Oliver Wood had one hell of a sweet tooth.
At her mention of proper food, however, Oliver turned them back toward the main entrance. "I hope you can handle all that manly food then, because where I go, you go." It was a bit of a walk back, but he didn't mind. Penny hardly weighed anything at all and he was quite comfortable relaxing back into the familiarity of their friendship.