"OLIVER, TELL ME EVERYTHING," was not how Wood expected Katie to answer the phone. But, it was Katie, after all, so he wasn't sure why he expected any different.

"Well, Katie, I'm pretty tired. Maybe I'll just wait until in the morning. I need to go to bed. Someone woke me up early this morning."

Katie groaned.

"Oliver. Tell. Me."

Oliver laughed. "Well, once, several years ago, two boys got sorted into Gryffindor. One was athletic and loved quidditch. The other was smart and-"

"OLIVER WOOD!"

"Sorry, sorry! Okay. Well... he kissed me."

Katie screamed.

"Then I kissed him."

Katie screamed even louder.

"O-Kaytie. Get it? Okay and Katie, a pun?"

"STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT."

"Okay. Well, I'm going to bed. Call me in the morning if you'd like."

"OLIVER NO!"

"Yes. Goodnight, Ms. Bell. I just thought you'd like to know."

Laughing to himself, Oliver hung up the phone.