By Monet's comment on The Witches, Oliver assumed that she was a pureblood or something close to it. At least she was close to pureblood relatives. Oliver sometimes wished that he could get to know his dad's side of the family or at least know more magical people. He had been raised by his mother who pretty much still acted like a muggle even though she was a muggle-born. She used very little magic and then only for household chores. She had tried very hard to integrate them into the muggle society by sending them to elementary school and buying them muggle toys, and his dad hadn't minded. They would have to make their own way in the wizarding world, pretty much. Their knowledge of the muggle world wouldn't really help either.
"I love Goldfish crackers too!" he said with a smile. "Salty is good, except I always need to have a lot of water." He preferred sweet, but everyone had their own opinion. "No," he said in response to her question. "I don't usually eat candy. My parents don't buy it for me because they're on a really tight budget as it is." There was barely enough money to buy groceries once a month, but Oliver didn't want to get into that. It wasn't a big deal for him. It was just how he had always lived. It had been hard for his parents to cough up money for him to even buy textbooks at this school.
"But I sure am glad they have candy here." Oliver grinned at Monet. "I don't know what I'm going to do when I finish it all though! And you're right, I should probably stop eating so much of it or I'm going to get sick." Of course, that didn't stop him from placing his hand near his pile just in case he wanted another candy. "Do you ever actually study during study hall? I don't. It's a good time to talk to classmates and stuff. I like to go outside mostly, well, the magical outside since we're underground." Going to school underground had been hard for him, but he was getting used to it day-by-day.
Oliver took a deep breath and let it out. His foot was bouncing up and down now and he was getting jittery. As if he wasn't already. "I want to do something!" He didn't really know what he wanted to do. Maybe run around the library a few times to let off some sugar-induced steam. He voiced this thought to Monet, and couldn't stop his leg-shaking anymore. Well, this was certainly a feeling he hadn't felt in years. It was probably a good thing his parents didn't buy candy. Not just because they couldn't fit it into their budget, but because it was driving Oliver crazy!
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I'll remember when I'm sick in bed Oliver,Sun Jun 10 15:29
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