"Hey Eragon," Oliver said, crouching down and petting the greyhound behind the ears. Oliver shrugged. "I mean..." he trailed off and paused. "I'm not all that easy myself, but it works out with the two of us, so it's all good." Oliver smiled at Albus. "He's my best friend, so I've known him for... 17 years? You get used to it." What Albus said confused Oliver a little. He hadn't known Percy and him ever lived together after Hogwarts. "We're room mates at home?"