Ollie knew Ashleigh wasn't doing well. She was his best friend. It was unusual for him to not pick up on her moods.
"I have some crackers if you want," he offered when she admitted to feeling nauseated. Ollie could probably count on one hand the number of times he had willingly cracked a book in his life, but when he had learned of Ashleigh's condition, he'd done some research and found that sometimes crackers could help with the nausea, so he'd packed a handful for the train ride just in case.
"Me?" he flashed her a grin as he asked about him. "I'm brilliant." School was out, he really had no complaints other than a lingering desire to hunt down the Slytherin and deck him.
"C'mere," he murmured a moment later, slipping his arm around her and pulling her against his side.
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