𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 |𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐖.|

E I G H T

CHAPTER EIGHT,
The Chicken or The Egg.

"AND THATS HOW WE WIN THE CUP." Oliver finished with a deep breath. It was currently one in the morning and the two teenagers were laying in Auroras bedroom floor as they talked about anything that came to mind, right now that being Olivers plan to win the Quidditch cup.

"That actually sounds really good, of course your plan may change after the first few games. It really just depends on how the other teams play this year. One thing we can count on is Slytherin playing dirty." Aurora said, it was true. For some reason Slytherin always had it out for them, especially Aurora, Marcus has hated her for several years now and didn't hesitate to prove it on the felid.

"True." Oliver said as he turned on his side to face her, holding himself up on his forearm as he looked down at her. "So, tell me about yourself Gray."

Aurora raised her eyebrows at him before letting out a small giggle at the serious look on his face.

"Back to last name basis are we Wood?" She joked as she ran her fingers over the white fur of her rug. "You already know me Oliver, we've know each other our whole lives."

"We know each other but we don't know each other. And I want to get to know you." Oliver returned her smile as his chocolate eyes locked onto the side of her face.

"Okay well." She started as she turned her head to face him, her eyes meeting his. "I love quidditch, I'm an astronomical dancer as you learned this morning, I hate the word soggy, I love the rain, I read a lot, I enjoy muggle things like movies and so on, I want a dog really bad, and I firmly believe that the egg came before the chicken." She made sure to speak sarcastically during the dancing part, she was probably one of the clumsiest people to ever walk early so her dancing skills definitely weren't on point.

Oliver raised his eyes brows and sat up criss cross apple sauce causing her to sit up and face him. "Explain yourself." He said.

"Which part?" She asked as she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"The chicken part. Explain why you think the egg came first." He said seriously. Aurora laughed slightly at the expression on his face, it was rather cute.

"I think the egg came first because two birds, that were almost but not quite chickens, mated and laid an egg that hatched into the first chicken." She explained confidently.

Oliver nodded for a second before furrowing his eyebrows and shaking his head.

"Yeaaa no. The chicken definitely came first. Otherwise how would the first chicken learn how to be a chicken?" He said as he tilted his head to the side and raised his eyebrows at her, the expression on his face practically shouting didn't think of that now did you.