He ain't heavy
Characters: Oliver and Faelan Summary: The Wood brothers have a chat
Oliver stopped just outside the nursery and pulled the oft-refolded notes from an inside pocket. The owl post with Harry from last week. He felt like a big girl about it, rereading the notes they'd sent back and forth, but that hadn't stopped him from doing it. In the absence of actually being able to see Harry, it was the next best thing.
It was going to be fine. He'd touch base with Faelan and see if there was anything he could do to help him through what had been, undeniably, an incredibly rough few months. Then he'd get his brother's opinion on carrying on with Harry, and if it was early enough, Disapparate straight to Haven's Loft to give Harry the news in person.
On a deeply inhaled breath, Oliver tucked the notes away and made his way inside, looking around for his brother.