Everlasting ⁂ Harry Potter [1]

Chapter Thirty

"What in the world are you three doing? And could you watch it with the mud, please?" Olivia questioned, caught by surprise as Fred, George and Oliver ambushed her in the halls and started dragging her towards an unknown location. All three had obviously just finished their Saturday Quidditch practice as they were still dressed in the Quidditch robes which seemed to be completely drenched and covered in mud.

"It's time for an experiment to lift our spirits, dear Olivia." Fred explained, the mischievous tone of his voice definitely catching Liv's attention.

"What kind of an experiment? And why do your spirits need lifting?" Olivia wondered, watching as small frowns came over their features.

"Those bloody Slytherins." George grumbled out an answer, the words making Olivia's eyes widen.

"They didn't crash your practice again, did they?" She asked quickly, a frown coming over her own face as she wondered what those gits have done this time.

"No. They crashed theirs." Oliver explained, unable to hold back a small chuckle as he found the irony in it all." We needed to know more about those brooms of theirs." He added on upon noticing her frowned brows.

"They have the bloody best broom on the market. No idea how we can be faster than them." George relayed the information they managed to get through their spying.

"I'm sure you guys will manage something. Gryffindor has an amazing team." Olivia tried to provide the three with some comfort as they moved on to climbing up the many staircases.

"We just need to find a good speed enhancing technique." Oliver chose to walk the road of optimism along with her. It would be of no use to them if they just whine about it.

"Or just find a way to destroy their brooms." Fred suggested and the three turned completely serious as they seemed to evaluate the idea. With Fred and George being the closest to her, Olivia lightly hit both on the arms, pointing a threatening finger at Oliver who walked beside George as she spoke.

"You can't do that. Unlike Slytherin, Gryffindor plays fair." She pointed out in a knowing tone. There were still some bits and pieces Olivia didn't understand when it came to Quidditch and it's rules, but she didn't need to understand them all to be able to see Slytherin most certainly didn't have any qualms about breaking them.

"You're right." Fred and George said in unison, giving out a heavy sigh as they gave into their philosophy.

"Honestly, Olivia, why do you have to be so... Hufflepuff-y!?" Oliver shook his head at her in amusement, his words making the girl raise an eyebrow at him.

"I honestly don't know, Oliver. If I weren't a Hufflepuff, maybe it'd make sense." She replied, her voice laced with sarcasm as the group of four finally came to a stop after a lot of stair climbing. By now, Olivia had learned not to complain about it, although she did wonder if anyone had ever gone to Professor Dumbledore with the idea of installing an elevator. Taking a moment to look around and see where they'd led her, Olivia found herself confused.