Looking for the body

[Mist LightRose]

Mist was acting suspiciously.
'Hope no-one follows me,' she thought to herself, as she memerized when Hawkes had jumped off the cliff.
'There,' she nodded. She was pretty sure she'd seen Hawkes in the Trophy room, but a big part of her still thought not.
'There's something I haven't found out yet, a piece of the puzzle still missing ... ' she thought. 'More to this story than meets the eye.'
No-one - not even Katie or Lilah - knew she loved detective works. She was excellent at the type of work that was needed. She prepared herself for the dive to find out Hawkes' journey, when someone yelled out, "MIST, STOP!" Mists' head whipped round and she saw ....

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver had recieved a beautiful Swiftstick broom for his brithday from his brother last summer. It was a beautiful broom. It was so clean and neat, it was the fastest broom that Oliver had ever owned. He hadn't ridden on it since the summertime, so he had decided to take it out for a ride on the quidditch pitch.

Oliver walked down in to the pitch. He held his broom in front of him and swung his leg over and pushed off in to the air. He loved feeling the air on his face as he flew around on his broom. While Oliver was flying he saw a girl walk on to the pitch. He flew in a bit closer and saw that it was that girl, Mist, who had met in the kitchens. She was from Griffindor. He was about to fly down to say high, when he saw her getting very close to the edge of the stands.

Oliver suddenly dived down to her and jumped off his broom. "MIST, STOP!" Oliver yelled as he ran up the stands towards her and he pulled her away from the edge.

"What do you THINK you're doing?" Oliver said, getting afirm grip on her arm, in case she wanted to jump.

[Mist LightRose]

"Oliver," Mist glared, her hand to her pounding heart, "never, EVER, do that again! You gave me a heart attack!"

"I'm," Mist lowered her voice and started whispering in Olivers' ear. "I'm looking for Hawkes' body. There's something wrong about all this. A boy jumps off here and no blood, no body, no hint he was even there!" Mist backed away from Olivers' ear and looked in his eyes. "You were seriously worried about me?" and she laughed. Not evilly, sunnily.

"Nice broom!" Mist suddenly caught note of his broom. "It's beautiful! It's a ... Swiftstick! Wow!"

"I would have used a broom but I can't get one." Mist rolled her eyes.

"Now you know I'm save, can I jump now?"

[Oliver Hughes]

"You want to find his body?" Oliver asked, looking shocked. He couldn't believe how risky that was. Oliver didn't want Mist to hurt herself. What she was doing was really dangerous.

"Mist, I heard what this guy did," Oliver said, looking at her with concern. "It's not right, but that doesn't mean you should go looking for him. Is he really that important to you? Everyone else seems to have moved on," Oliver pushed his blond hair out of his eyes. He didn't let go of Mist's arm.

"If you really want to go," He paused, as though he was in pain from saying it. "Take...take my broom," He closed his eyes as he thought about it. "Just be careful with it, I'll be watching out every second." Oliver smiled, hoping she would say yes. He just didn't want her to get hurt.

[Mist LightRose]

"Yeah, I want to find his body. Come on, Oliver, a kid jumps off the stands and no-one finds him at all? Wouldn't you be curious? Hm?"

"And I know everyone has moved on, Oliver," Mist said, "But no-one's seen him for days. There's something wrong."

"And he is not important to me, not in that way, Oliver. I hated the way he treated two girls. My best friend and ... Katie, a really excellent friend. I h ... let just say, I wasn't all that fond of him."

"Look, I'm going to tell you something I haven't told anyone before ... I love detective work. I want to find out what happened to Hawkes' body on account of it."

Mists' ears perked up when Oliver wanted to lend him his broom.
"Oh, you're wonderful!" Mist cried, and flung her arms round him. "Oliver, I mean that. You are seriously wonderful."

"But ..." And Mist sighed. "Test run, yeah? Just in case." Mist had never been on a broom before, so she wanted to make sure she could do it.

She took her arms from Olivers' body and grinned happily. "You're the best."
She sat down and patted the space beside her.

"I'll do it in a bit. When my nervousness has passed," Mist smiled at her friend.

"OK, so, your broom," she began,"Why don't you fly it first, and I'll watch, so I know how to handle it and all that safety stuff."

Mist smiled at him. "Go on, Oliver. I bet you're brilliant, 'cause I bet you practice, like, forever."

[Oliver Hughes]

As Mist through her arms around Oliver, he stepped back. Oliver was shocked. This was weird. He wasn't too huggy of a guy. He got a little stiff until she finally let go. Oliver smiled awkwardly before readjusting his grip on his broom.

He sat down next to her, but not too close, in fear of her hugging him again. Oliver still liked Mist, he just found girls a little uncomfortable.

"Um..." He stammered. "Yeah, good idea. I'll show you how. It's not hard to fly a broom. It's only hard to perform difficult manouvers." With that, Oliver stood up and shook his shoulders and swun one foot over his broom.

"Now all you have to do it just push off," He demonstrated, hovering in the air. "The Swiftstick is very sensative, so all you have to do to make it go is lean forwards. It's really simle. Here I'll show you," And with that Oliver flew off in to the pitch flying around and looping. He was having a great time. He looked down at Mist and accidentally almost ran into the stands, but he pulled up just in time.

"See? Piece of cake!" Oliver shouted.

[Mist LightRose]

Mist knew she'd made it awkward, but it just made her giggle.

"Looks difficult, though." Mist answered in his 'manouvers'.

"Ah!" Mist yelled as he almost ran into the stands. "Wonder what made him do that?" Mist thought to herself. "Musta been pretty important."

"It doesn't look it!" Mist yelled back with a giggle. "Shall I go now?"

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver flew down to Mist smoothly and got of his broom with a professional attitude. He walked up the stands towards her smiling. He didn't mind lendin her a broom, but he was very attached to it and he hoped that he didn't wreck it. He took a deep breath as a held it out for her to take.

"Now," Oliver said, very formally. "Because you've never flow before, try to hover for a few seconds before going anywhere too high. Then after, if you can, just fly down in to the pitch, but stay close to the ground. After you've mastered that, I'll let you look for Hawkes." Oliver had his teeth gritted a little while he spoke. He was afraid of her falling, but also of her wrecking his broom.

"Please be careful, Mist," Oliver pleaded with his blue eyes.

[Mist LightRose]

"Don't look at me with those oceans," Mist grinned, and hooked her leg over the broom. She did what Oliver said and hovered for a few seconds, and it worked. Mist was over the moon. She started soaring happily, and found she was OK at it. When she finally pulled down, she grinned at Oliver.
"I see why you love it, Oliver!" she grinned.

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver was on his toes as Mist mounted his brooms. Please be careful, please be careful, PLEASE be careful! He thought, hoping that it didn't show on his face. He told himself to calm down, then he sat in the stands while she flew down in to the pitch.

She's quite good, Oliver then thought to himself. He'd only ever played Quidditch with his older sister and she had been Seeker in Griffindor when she had been at Hogwarts.

"Yeah!" Oliver shouted, responding to Mist. "It's really great!" He stayed in his seat waiting to her to return with his new broom.

[Mist LightRose]

She hopped off it and gave it causiously to Oliver.
"Is it OK?" Asked Mist anxiously. She didn't want to have broken it in any way.
"I hope it is," Mist muttered under her breath.
"So, nervous about anything this year?" Mist asked Oliver.

[Oliver Hughes]

"Don't worry," OLiver said, cooly. "It's a broom, it's meant to be flown on. One small ride wouldn't have hurt." Oliver smiled at Mist as she handed him his broom back. She seemed genuinely worried that she had broken it. He inspected it anyways and didn't find a scratch.

"Nervous?" Oliver asked, trying to think of something. "Not really. Except maybe Potions class, Professor Mellor can be quite a jerk to me sometimes. I'm just not good at Potions." Oliver admitted, running it fingers through his golden hair.

"Anyways, are you going to find Hawkes or not?" He asked, waiting for Mist to reply. He really just wanted to get back on his broom and play some Quidditch. He began to wonder when the tryouts were.

[Mist LightRose]

"Er, yeah." Mist muttered, and took the broom back. She flew down to something that looked like a ledge. A bit had been broken off, as if someone had already been there. It was all Mist needed to come back up.

"He didn't go right down there." Mist said as she gave Oliver back his broom. "A bit of ledge has broken off. He didn't die."

"Aren't you going to play Quidditch, then, Oliver?" She smiled at Oliver. "I'll watch."

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver followed Mist’s redhead as she flew down the edge of the Quidditch Pitch to find Hawkes. He couldn’t fully see what was going on, but Mist looked comfortable enough of a broom. He was quite surprised. She was a good flyer, for her first time. He was also quite proud of his Swiftstick. It flew so incredibly smoothly.

Oliver frowned when Mist told him of her finds. “So he just fooled you all in to thinking he had disappeared? What a creep! Who does that?” Oliver felt incredibly confused. He’d heard all about Hawkes and what he had done to Lilah and Katie. Oliver just wasn’t sure why some girls go so crazy over jerk guys. He shook his head and brought his thoughts back to Mist.

“Mist…”He said condescendingly. He had to stifle a chuckle when Mist mentioned Quidditch. “You can’t play Quidditch on your own. I can fly around and practice some maneuvers if you want though.” He was smiling, with his blue eyes sparkling. He found Mist’s lack of Quidditch knowledge cute.


“How about I teach you about Quidditch?” Oliver said. “Unless of course you already know the basics.” He wasn’t laughing at her but he was joking with her a bit. This meant that Oliver was finally a little bit more comfortable with Mist.

[Mist LightRose]

"Hawkes, evidently." Mist looked at Oliver.

Mists' head looked down as she tried to cover how much she was blushing. She almost kicked herself for not realising about Quidditch.

"Yeah!" Mist grinned at the thought of getting taught about Quidditch. "That would be excellent, Oliver!"