Ehhh.... Cam took his congratulations on the great shot seriously? Oliver didn't REALLY think she had deliberately aimed at Trixie's head for Merlin's sake! “S'ok, Cam. Calm down, I don't believe it was deliberate. If it was, you'd be, like, a GENIUS Beater to hit a target bang on like that from a distance. The silly moo should've attempted to catch it." Cos, like, that was what she was supposed to do, right? "..Or moved." He added in a mumble.

He shook his head and turned his attention to the unconscious Trixie, moving aside a little to let the small Gryffindor through with ice. He gave her a small grateful smile. Cute kid trying to help.

Then Jezza was on the scene and Oliver stood up and backed away a couple of paces. Yeah, this had been funny at first, but the fact that Trixie wasn't reviving was starting to become worrying.

He vaguely heard the professor's instructions but (maybe rather arrogantly) didn't think they applied to him. Trixie was his best mate and he was Head Boy. He should be on hand to help here.

Finally the blonde came around much to the relief of all. He took a step closer once again and peered down at her. “Alright there, Trix?” He asked her gently and gave her a small smile. But his eyes widened at the way her head snapped around to look at Cameron. For someone who had been unconscious only seconds ago, such sudden movements didn't seem wise.

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Oh JEEZ! She had the bat again! “Sir,” He said addressing the professor in front of him. “I think she may have damaged her brain.” And added with a wry smile. “Or... damaged it more than it already was.” heh!

He nodded once at the professor when he caught his eye, ready to step in if needed. But, Merlin, surely Trix wouldn't be so stupid.

He heard the sudden panic in Cameron's voice and he turned his head to look at her, swallowing. He'd never heard her sound like that before and it took him by surprise. A dragon? He smirked – that was a pretty accurate description. Discreetly (yeah, Oliver could do discreet. Heh), he positioned himself between Trixie and Cameron. If the blonde wanted Cam, she'd have to go through him first. She wouldn't hit HIM! She LOVED him! In a purely platonic way of course

“Trixie. Give the bat to Professor Z.” He reiterated the man's words. "You really want a detention? Or, worse... lose points for Slytherin." hehe! Aim for where it hurt. The swotty girl had nightmares about such things.