Trixie could be forgiven for her retort but Oliver hadn't on this occasion been being sarcastic, but her smile that followed her defensive question told the boy that she eventually understood. “No.” He replied anyway with a shake of the head. “I wonder if it is.” He mumbled thoughtfully in response to her comment. “You could have been here a gazillion times before you thwacked your head for all you know.” hehe. He nodded to her thanks as they headed the right way towards the street.

He laughed openly at her words and also at the mental image of him in a pair of tap shoes.. which were red in his head for some strange reason. “Wonder if I could transfigure my trainers into a pair of tap shoes..” He mused as he looked down at them. “Then you could show me how it's done.” Could be fun. He wouldn't say 'no' to a little private tuition from Trixie Malfoy. Heh.

“I'd better.” He replied. He wanted to see if she was as good as she made out she was.

He rolled his eyes. “I don't spend my entire life thinking about Quidditch you know?” Like, really? “I also think about food.. and girls.. and.... wait, no - that's all.” He joked with a smirk. He snorted at her joke. “Chyeah.. that could be embarrassing.” He agreed.

Three Broomsticks – great! Thank Merlin she hadn't suggested the Hogs Head instead. Guh.