Oliver had no ulterior motive besides finding a place to sleep for the night. He had stayed with Angelina but hadn't found a permanent room for himself. For tonight, at least, he could stay with a proper bloke and not harass Angie another night. Besides, maybe Percy would agree to bunk with him or something! That would be perfect.
He had a bottle of butter beer under one arm as he went door to door looking for Percy's room. The daft fool hadn't given him an exact room, just a vague general area where he was. Oliver could have dug out his journal and wrote an angry query but instead he went door to door until finally he knocked on the door that MUST be Percy's room.
He had on the same clothes he'd worn for the past week and he knew he was a wee bit rank from it but he would worry about laundry and the like later.