"Ah yes, they'd rather go and send someone after you than touch you. After all we're not worth to be touched by the holy race of slytherins." he laughed. He could have said 'pure-bloods', but he was one himself, not that it mattered to him. "And Ryann, I'm sorry to break this to you but they don't smell like Death. They smell like...well that's what you smell like when you haven't seen the inside of a shower for weeks."
oliver laughed and held his side. "Ey!" he smiled. "We should stop this, shouldn't we? We're gonna give each other Nightmares for the rest of our lives! Even if...closing the curtains won't help! I heard there's a spell to make them transparent without you noticing." He was just making it up, but it was fun.