Fri, 6 Aug 2005 - The Ministry of Magic, lunchtime
It had been awhile since Oliver had been able to catch Percy for much more than a quick conversation before a match, so Oliver was glad practice had let out early enough to make it possible today. He knew better than to expect he would be able to drag his friend away from the office, though, so he came to the Ministry armed with take-out. Even if they had to sit on opposite sides of Percy's desk, at least they'd be able to keep their lunch appointment.
He wound through all the various hallways and offices, giving people nods of greeting as he went, and was rewarded by the sight of Percy seated where he'd hoped. There was always that chance that Oliver would miss him. "I hope you didn't forget," he said with a slight smirk. "Though, if you did, I'm sure I can manage most of this food on my own. Or I can ask that pretty girl I passed down by the Wizengamot offices...."