"How's Percy?" Oliver asked unexpectedly.
I looked over at him to make sure he was addressing me. He was, and I frowned. "Why?"
"Why?" Oliver asked, furrowing his brow.
"Don't you read the papers?" I said.
"No," Oliver said, "but what does that have to do with Percy?"
"He's been in the paper periodically for the past year and a half."
"For what?" Oliver asked skeptically.
"Murder," I said seriously. I couldn’t resist.
"What?" Oliver said, raising his voice in surprise. "You're joking!"
"Of course I'm joking," I said, laughing at him.
"Oh." Oliver half-smiled and then gave into a bit of laughter himself. "So what was he really in the papers for?"
"Work," I said. I briefly told him about how Percy had judged the Triwizard Tournament, then had been in trouble for not noticing warning signs that there was something wrong with his boss, Crouch, and then had been promoted to assisting the Minister of Magic.
"He got promoted after getting in trouble?" Oliver asked.
I shrugged. "I guess the Ministry realized they were being unfair. No one noticed the warning signs that Crouch was under the Imperius Curse. The biggest warning sign was Crouch's almost constant absence from work, which everyone knew about."
"Still…. Not exactly like the Ministry to be that forgiving."
"No. That's what the Weasleys told him." I looked down at my plate, which had the first course on it. It occurred to me that Percy probably wouldn't want Oliver hearing about all of this, though it was a bit late to stop the story.
"I bet Percy took that well," Oliver said sarcastically.
I blew air out of my nose. "Not at all. I don't know exactly what happened. All I know is that now the family isn't speaking to him and vice versa."
"Oh." He picked up his fork to start eating. "That's too bad."
I wasn't sure if he was being sincere or not. I decided not to question him on it.