Alfred was still rather put out at Olive because she hadn't sat by him on the train, on PURPOSE, and he had no idea why. It was terrible, and he didn't like it at all. She was his best friend. He'd never admit this, but it always felt sort of empty when she wasn't around. Too quiet. And that annoyed him like no other. So when he heard her come barrelling through the quiet library, a little smile rose to his lips and he crouched down behind the (what felt like) millions of books that he was actually reading for his Transfiguration essay. He continued studying, blithely ignoring the shouts, until of course he heard her proclaim she was too late. That was just TOO hilarious. He started laughing and waved his hand so she could see it.
"Right here, love!"
He grinned, hoping everything was back to normal now. It had to be, didn't it?
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