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Oliver didn't know why he came. They were sort of mates, back in school. Even though they just interacted during quidditch training and games. But they have asked him for a meeting and he had no reason not to go.
He sighed when he entered the Leaky Cauldron and looked around. There were some redheads in the far corner so he went for that.
"George, Fred." He greeted the Weasley twins and sat down at their table. "How are you?"
"Hello Oliver!" They greeted him in a chorus. "Good to see you." "We're doing fine." "How about you?"
"Good, good." Oliver answered. He hated when they talked in turns. Somehow, he was sure that they did it on purpose with him. "Your letter said you wanted to talk about something?"
"Yes." George said but before they elaborated what this was about they flagged down a waitress to order some butter beer. "Let's have a drink first."
"Guys, it's nice to see you again, but-" Oliver didn't wanted to wait any longer.
"It's about Percy." Fred said.
Oliver stared at them. "What about him?"
"We are a bit worried about his… how should we phrase it?" George wondered and looked at his twin.
"That boy needs to get laid." Fred said straight forward.
Oliver looked between the two man opposite him. "Is this one of your pranks?! Because if it is, I am not participating!"
"No! No, no." The twins had trouble to keep Oliver seated at the table. "We are seriously concerned."
"We don't know who he had dated after Hogwarts, or when he was on his own, but we think he needs someone now!"
"We only know about Penelope, and even then, he kept it mostly a secret."
"We want him to be happy. But don't know his preference."
"Dear Godric," Oliver mumbled and took a huge gulp of his butter beer. "Why don't you ask her."
"We have, but she said we should ask you."
Oliver choked on his drink. "You didn't!" He heaved.
"What?" Fred asked while George gave Oliver's back a few well-meaning slaps.
"You didn't go to Percy's ex to ask about his preferences in women!" Oliver almost yelled.
"We know, that was not so bright. But she sent us to you!" "And that was good tip! It may escape our minds sometimes, but you two shared a dorm for seven years!" "Had the same classes!" "Of course, must you two have been some sort of friends and talked about girls!" The twins continued to talk in turns, making Oliver's head dizzy.
Oliver rubbed his face, this was really not what he expected when he agreed to this meeting.
"So, what does he like in a partner?" They asked him directly.
"Guys, this is seriously nothing you should interfere with!" Oliver told them. He wanted to tell them far more but restrained himself. "He was perfectly capable to find Penelope on his own, and if he is ready to date, he can do so again!"
"But!" George tried to reason.
"No! You leave him be. What he likes is not what you like so stop right there before you make a mess!" Oliver drank the rest of his butter beer and put a few sickles on the table.
"Have a nice day!" He told them and left.