Oliver nodded, "There is an okay shop close to me, owned by muggleborns, so they take both muggle and wizarding money," Oliver trailed off, thinking that if the ministry went much further, his little 'corner shop' wouldn't be there much longer. “They even have a stash of wizarding sweets under the counter; you just have to ask for them.”
“They won’t be I promise. I took them out for a run at six this morning. They like chasing ducks.” Oliver loosened his grip on Kirley as the other Scot began to wriggle round and face him. “Could do a month at mine then a month at his?” Oliver suggested, it wasn’t like he wanted to steal Kirley away from the world; he just wanted him to be that bit closer. Looking down into Kirley’s eyes Oliver nodded, “Of course, that is understandable. I would like to be closer to you too,” Oliver knew that Kirley and O came as a package; he also knew that O would always come first, but he accepted that.
“Shall we go find food for O?”
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