Oliver knew he was blushing, he could literally feel the heat rise into his cheeks. So he HAD been doing it. This was not good. “I…didn’t mean to sound like that! There’s never been anything…” he trailed off mumbling. Okay that wasn’t 100% true. It didn’t really matter, it hadn’t been anything big.
“No, I was only that lucky cause I was best friends with the genius of our year, not as brilliant as Hermione Granger, but pretty damn close. Percy was great at potions, as good as you can be if you’re a Gryffindor with Snape as your professor, you know? Though when my cauldron exploded I was actually working with a Hufflepuff…”
Oliver laughed as well. “Oh right, pass them on and after the games check if they’re really wearing the present I made them, that’ll be fun!”