Oliver agreed. "She's quite smart for a House Elf. I hope everything goes okay." And then it dawned on him. Which pillowcase did he have on his pillow this time? Hopefully it wasn't going to be something embarrassing and hopefully it was at least clean.
"I know, I know. You Claws get into that place and you mine as well set up camp. I'm well aware what I'm getting myself into. Just don't get to buggered if I run off to find a nice Quidditch instruction manual," he teased. This research was a nice distraction from every day living in the castle. "Do you think...."
Lulu arrived back in the room with a pop, holding Oliver's pillow and he blushed a bit. "I like owls," he said as he took the pillow from her House Elf. He held it close to him and closed his eyes for a moment. "My sister Zoe gave me this when I moved away from home after graduation." He sighed deeply. He missed her more than he could ever put in words. He knew she'd never follow the rules the Ministry had in place for them though. She'd of already landed herself in Azkaban. He thanked his Elf and praised her most graciously before letting her go back down to the kitchens with the others.
"I guess it worked then!" He said happily once he got over his brief moment. "We'll have to let the others know. Though we have to make sure no one abuses them. They're going to have to rest, like we do." He nodded and then moved toward the door of the classroom, his pillow in toe. "Right then. We ready for the Library?"