6th December, 1990

"Oliver, I think we need to talk."

Percy called for Oliver the moment he arrived at their shared dorm, facing Oliver. Luis steps out of the bathroom, also fully-robed and ready for breakfast.

"Woah Percy, where were you last night?" Oliver asked. "You're reeking the smell of alcohol and you look shaggy, did you just shag Templeton?"

"Not important." Percy shook his head. "The point is I don't think we should continue on being friends."

"Why?" Oliver asked, furrowing his brows. This isn't like Percy at all, he's very protective over his dorm mates as he is over his family.

"How can you not tell me that you like me?" Percy asked. "You like me, right?"

"What? Who told you?"

"So you do!"

"No!" Oliver lied. "I don't like you that way!"

"Lies! Maureena says you like me!" Percy glared. Oliver widened his eyes, he never saw Percy this angry, save when his potion was blotched in their first year.

"Percy, he doesn't like you romantically." Luis held Percy's shoulders from behind. "You should go shower, clear your head. You're drunk and you clearly can't think straight."

"Maureena is right-" Percy shook his head. "Trannies can't be trusted."

"Percy!" Luis gasped. Oliver's eyes had been glassy, why does he say all these mean things to him? "You can certainly trust Oliver, he's a good friend!"

"Her name is Olivia!"

"His name is Oliver!" Luis glared, walking closer to Percy.

"You're a tranny too, Luis?" Oliver pulled Luis away.

"Let him be," Oliver hissed. "He's probably too drunk off his arse. If I were you, I'd recognise who my real friends are."

The two of them left Percy alone in their dorm. Percy sighed as he ate more of the chocolate Maureena gave him last night. It tastes very nice and fragrant. Percy can smell the smell of old parchment, home-baked biscuits, and newly polished wood.

Percy finished all his chocolate before showering. He can't come to class still hungover and everything, the professors will surely notice. He almost got caught by Filch this morning, oh how scared he was.

"What an arse!"

Luis stomped down the dorm with Oliver.

"He's probably too drunk off his arse, it would be his first time too." Oliver shrugged. "He is a lightweight."

"It still isn't right for him to misgender you."

"It never is." Oliver shook his head. "I think he's too influenced by his girlfriend."

"What? Why?"

"Well, Percy will never drink by himself, not only he's a strict rule-follower but also he wouldn't know how, he's not exactly friendly to a lot of people," Oliver answered.

"His family would be so disappointed hearing that." Luis shook his head.

"That's why you'll say nothing, get it?" Luis nodded.

"Do you think Templeton made him like this?" Luis asked. "How?"

"Not only did Percy reek the smell of alcohol, but also pleasant smells." Oliver shook his head. "I think Templeton gave him-"

"Love potion," Luis finished. Oliver nodded. "How will Templeton get that from? We haven't learnt how to brew that and love potions that strong would be illegal to brew, even Hogwarts wouldn't allow it!"

"Probably library." Oliver shrugged. "Or Penelope Clearwater, she's an avid smuggler."

"What makes you think it's Clearwater?"

"Because Clearwater is Audrey Quinn's girlfriend and Quinn is Templeton's best friend." Oliver shrugged. "I'll ask Clearwater later about it."

"You should, also do you actually like Percy?" Luis asked. "His accusation doesn't come out of nowhere, you heard what he said. Templeton told him that."

"I don't." Oliver shook his head. "Not at all. This is all the concern of a friend."

"Alright."