Her blue eyes widened slightly when he claimed that he knew that play! She chuckled. "That's the one! I love the musicality in the language and the storyline is hilarious. Viola was a name in the running too but they felt Olivia was more me. I love watching She's The Man, its a modern adaptation of it. " she explained with a nonchalant shrug. Viola would have been a cool name too. Definitely just as strong as Olivia in her mind. She laughed when Ace mentioned that his Mum didn't like talking about Twilight because it misrepresented werewolves and vampires. That was fair. "Yeah cause vampires don't just sparkle in the sunlight!" she chuckled. "A couple of my friends were really crazy about it a few years ago." Like fan girl crazy. Olivia had never gotten to that point herself but her friends had chosen which teams they were on. It was all silly.

She smiled when Ace gave her two thumbs up. Yes! She got it. Her eyebrows raised slightly at his question. A family nickname? Ummm... She had been called Ollie, Ols, and Liv at home. "Well I've been called Ollie and Liv at home but there are people here called that." They had a Liv in their year and house even. And then there was Olly in Slytherin. And there was an Ollie who was a seventh year Slytherin last year. Merlin. Maybe she ought to switch her name? "I've been called Ols a lot too. Maybe I should go by Alice? It'd probably make it easier for people. What do you think?"

Olivia was about to remove her hand from Ace's, thinking that perhaps she had placed her hand a bit too long on his but then she felt fingers grip her own hand gently. She stayed still momentarily, not letting anything happen. On the inside, she was nervous and debated with herself. She liked him and she was unsure if he knew. Maybe he did but then again maybe he didn't? She could feel her hands becoming warmer by the second. Nerves. It was definitely that. He hadn't removed it though. Instead, he had just squeezed hers back slightly which sent butterflies straight into her stomach. After a while, Olivia removed her hand from his slowly. At his comment about her just being her, she grinned genuinely, intrigued by what he had said. She blushed ever so slightly at that. "I see." She paused, listening to him talk about watching the northern lights and then his Mum having to massage potions into his poor neck. She chuckled. "I think you're definitely a dancer, especially under those lights. I think that you'll just have to go back." She smiled softly at him, meaning every word that she said. "I'm also okay at dancing as well." Olivia still enjoyed it sometimes.

Yes, she was muggleborn and proud! "Yes, they are. Dad was surprised when Simon and I both started being able to float a crayon. He thought he was dreaming," she chuckled, remembering hearing that story. To his question, she nodded. "I remember hearing about my brother's school and how fantastic it was. He also warned me of the dangers but he wrote to me often, informing me of everything that was happening in his life. I've been lucky to have him help me." Her older brother was practically her best friend, if not her longest friend. He had been there since she was born.

Ace had beautiful dreamy eyes. They were a very nice colour of green. "Yeah, they are," she said, glancing at his eyes as he spoke. She had to restrain herself from blushing as she was certain that he would see that. Aha. She could see the yellow streak now. Wow. Beautiful. "I can see it! You're eyes are so cool. Do they seem to change based on what you are wearing?" she asked, taking a step back after she had taken a look. Olivia chuckled. "I'm sure. That's difficult. Imagine getting your driver's license and having to put down what colour your eyes are. It'd all depend on the day." A teasing smirk tugged at her lips. "I have an easier time with those questionnaires. Mine are just light blue but there's never a 'light blue' option so blue will have to do!"

Olivia laughed when Ace explained his thought process for what his father's reaction was when he ended up in Gryffindor. Oh Merlin. Somehow she got the feeling that Ace's father put him under a lot of pressure. It must have been a vibe or something. Her theory was proven true in a matter of moments when he informed her that his father had expectations. Her eyes followed his eyes down to the badge and then she chuckled when she heard that his Dad had fainted. "Oh no! You're poor Dad. He must have been in such a great shock. He sounds like he's very proud of you, Ace." She could see it just from the way that Ace described his father. Olivia listened to his comment about being the youngest Prefect amongst the leaders whereas his Dad has been the oldest Prefect and Head Boy. Incredible. "Did you feel any pressure to become a Prefect?" she asked curiously.

He mirrors his baby sister practically every night? That was adorable and really wonderful of him to do that. He really cared about his family. It was incredible. "It'll mean a lot to her. I'm sure it already means a lot to your sister and your parents." Seriously best brother award should be handed to Ace right now. If Olivia had such an award, she would give it to Ace. He clearly deserved it. Ah stories from her brother? Where to start? "I have so many stories from my brother from throwing snowballs at Professor Flamsteed to playing music with his best mate, Ethan." She had many stories that were golden but her first letter from him was definitely the best. "Simon's first letter to me at Hogwarts here was the best. It arrived in a parcel actually. I have it back in my trunk. The letter started off with him jokingly disowning me from the family as I had ended up in Gryffindor instead of any other house. He said he would have compromised on other houses. It's funny because one of his best mates is a Gryffindor." She smiled. Zander and Simon went way back. She liked all of Simon's friends. They were nice. "Anyway... Behind that page was a journal that he had created for me. The first few pages were filled with his favourite places in Hogwarts and places that I would have to go and visit. It was a guidebook essentially. Then he left the rest of the pages blank so that I could fill in my story." She had spent the whole of last year carrying it with her so that she could find her way around the castle. It was great. "I look at the journal whenever I'm feeling homesick."

Getting along was great! She remained quiet, watching him talk and enjoying learning more about him and his family. She laughed when he spoke about his Dad having an irrational fear of creatures. Olivia, too, loved creatures. She had always enjoyed that class but recently she found herself becoming more interested in Charms. She pretty much enjoyed all the subjects so long as it wasn't flying. Uhhh.. She did not like flying. Now to his question, Olivia paused. That was a great question and she was unsure how to answer it. "I was raised kind of by my grandparents and by my father. I moved to live in France when I was seven. Before that I was living at home in Australia and everything was great. It was around that time that my mother's memory condition became worse." Her mother hadn't even recognized Olivia when the young girl had come to visit. She had remembered her brothers but Olivia...? No. "My father thought it was better for me to go live with my grandparents so I wouldn't see Mum's condition worsen. He didn't want to put us through that." Her father was a strong man indeed and she admired her father greatly. She smiled softly at him, trying to pick up the mood. "I loved living with my grandparents. I think it was a rather normal childhood. Ice cream occasionally, chores a lot, and whatnot. I was a little bit of a troublemaker back in those days. I liked to bend the rules and found a way to get more ice cream," she explained with a chuckle. She wasn't necessarily a bad child. She just knew how to ask for things and do her chores timely. "My father would come visit. He had a lot of business in France. He's an engineer. But I'm definitely closer to my grandparents than my parents."

Olivia laughed at his comment. Ah, best magical school? "Hogwarts is special. I love it here," she said with a small smile as she glanced at him for a second longer before asking, "What do you think of the Illvermonians?" The girls were very unfairly pretty. The guys were cute but just not really her type. Besides, she had eyes for someone else who was a wonderful person inside and outside. No offense Illvermornians. She liked how friendly they all were though. Well... The ones that she had met. Some of them were really loud like Irene and the ones that danced on the table.

"I'm not so sure about the singer part. I love composing and writing music. As for singing..." She chuckled. "I only really sing in the shower or when I'm by myself." It would take a lot to convince Olivia to sing onstage; however, Ace could probably get away with it if he ever tried. "You're right. Following passions is important. You need to do something you love otherwise it would all get a bit dull." She would remember those words for a long time- perhaps her whole life even. Olivia grinned, listening to Ace speak about how his interests were so varied that it was hard to choose between them all. "That's fair and totally okay. There's too many things that would be fun doing!"