"Hey..." Oliver knocked on your bedside table and looked down at you. "Sorry you got beat to a pulp by the twins. It's Harry's first game and we really wanted to give him a good chance." You were on the opposite quidditch team, and he felt awful seeing you in the hospital wing.

"Can I take you to Hogsmeade to make up for it, once you- well once you get out."

He'd also had a crush on you for like... ever and Hogsmeade might be the only chance he gets to make you not hate him. You're a good player, and amazing in school. He awkwardly put down a bag of chocolate and every flavored beans, "Um... do you want me to stay or...?"