He, Oliver Tate Thomas-Borzekowski, was going on a date. A real live actual date. The very second one he had ever been on in fact. And he was very excited for it. The first date had gone well, in his opinion at least. He was sure it must have since they were going on a second one. That was a good sign, yes? But he still wanted to make sure everything was perfect, and this time he'd enlisted his sister to help. Well she'd insisted on helping, but he was fine with it. And he'd worn some more of the cologne he'd gotten from Rian-Kate. Overall he felt ready.

No they had not walked together from Hogwarts. That might have been logical but it would have felt less date-like than meeting at the Three Broomsticks for lunch. Olly was never early for anything yet there he was, and he'd even beaten Remy. So he lingered in the doorway, waiting until Remy - his date - arrived so they could go get a table together.