Looking for the body

[Mist LightRose]

"Omigod, omigod, omigod, Oliver, Oliver I'm so sorry!" Mist hurried over to the boy, almost crying because she'd evidently hurt him, despite what he said.
She realised she'd usrf a spell on Duncan at the Whomping Willow and it had worked.
“There!” She smiled at it rearranged to heal. “Feel better?”

“Shall we get back to the castle now, or do you want to break more bones?”

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver laughed at Mist’s cries of concern. Did she think he was super fragile or something? He looked up at her from the grass on the quidditch pitch and smiled. He was a little bit dizzy when he stood up. That girl packs a hard hit, Oliver thought to himself. He rubbed his nose, which he was quite sure looked crooked from when she hit him. Suddenly Mist pulled out her wand and Oliver backed away. They were only first-year students, he wasn’t sure that she knew what she was doing.

“Mist you don’t have to- ” He was cut off from her muttering a spell at him. He closed his eyes tight and prayed that his nose hadn’t turned into wood or something. When he opened them, tentatively, he saw that his nose was still normal and it actually didn’t look crooked anymore. He smiled and put his hand on Mist’s shoulder, before quickly removing it.

“Wow.” He said with disbelief. “Um… Thanks. Where did you learn that?” He didn’t understand why he was being so shy. It was just a girl, right? He never had trouble talking with his sister.

“Actually, I’m getting kind of hungry.” Oliver wanted to get back before his friends thought he liked her or something. “Do you want to get some dinner at the Great Hall?” he wondered what her answer would be. Maybe she wouldn’t even want to sit with him.

[Mist LightRose]

“Um… Thanks. Where did you learn that?”
"Just ... around." Mist smiled at him, not bothering to tell him properly. She smiled and ducked her head, acting as though it was nothing.
"It's nothing Oliver, really." the redhead shrugged, a smile perched on her lips. When he told her he was getting hungry, she nodded.
"Okay." The trouble was, where to sit? She wanted to sit next to Oliver, but at the same time, didn't want to seem too pushy. She sighed heavily, and lay on her back, looking at the sky. It was once a brilliant blue, now fading into a light orange colour. She smiled, wondering what it would look like with stars in the sky. Prehaps she could find out tonight, maybe with a little company? She looked up to face Oliver.
"I was thinking of coming back here tonight. Not to look for ... him, but to just look at the stars. I was ... wondering if you'd like to come?" She asked, her cheeks going a deep scarlet. She wasn't sure why she was so ... unlike Mist around him. "B-but you don't need to! I was only asking!" She garbled.