He laughed, without humor, at Hermione's description of Ginny. "Well, that isn't so different from her brothers, but you're right. It was definitely daft. The Lestranges don't need much provocation to throw an unforgivable curse at you."
As Hermione reached for the parchment and quill, Oliver felt a shiver of excitement run through him. He took the quill from her and added his name to the contract, adding a flourish. "There now," he said, "it's official. If only I could have done this sooner. Oh well, no time like the present. So," he said, clapping his hands and jumping up. "Let's get something started. First things first, I need another drink. Then, we should probably figure out where we can all meet where we know no Death Eaters will find us."