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Oliver heard that and headed into the room and what an odd room it was. The floor was like nothing he'd ever seen before. Each step lit up. It was like those shoes little kids wear only a floor and not a shoe...obviously. "Hello, Professor."
The Lupins had a special relationship with Professor Myers. Jack, Oliver's father and The Herbology Professor had been friends for some time. So Oliver had known the Professor long before he was one of the Slytherin's teachers. "I had a few questions, i hope that's all right." But really why wouldn't it be all right.
"OH, hello, Oliver!" Paul beckoned him inside and shut the door. "
So this is the ole' meeting space for now. Isn't it snazzy?" he winked and did an impromptu tap dance on the tiled floor, not professional or remotely close, and chuckled to himself.
There were some couches located on one side of the room, and a neon-yellow hammock in the other. He gestured at the couch. "
Let us go have a chat then, shall we?" What could the boy possibly want to talk about? He wasn't a Hufflepuff, and he wasn't a seventh year. Surely...anything involving advice was out of the question?
"How's your sister doing, by the way?" he asked. Alice Lupin had not returned this term. Paul had certainly noticed.