Being the Gryffindor captains girlfriend has a lot of perks. Having good seats at games, knowing all the players, being very and I mean very educated on quidditch. With all those perks, there are some downfalls. Downfalls like barely seeing your boyfriend during quidditch season.
Oliver Wood was passionate about everything he did, it's one of the things you admired about him most. His passion. He poured everything into whatever he was doing. He truly was a great boyfriend, its just when quidditch season came around he wasn't the greatest at splitting his time. You understood that, you were his number one supporter. No one wanted Oliver to succeed at quidditch more than you. You just wish that you could see your boyfriend for longer than a hug in the morning and a hug before quidditch practice everyday.
"Oliver, I haven't had an actual conversation with you in a week. A whole week" you say frustrated and trying not to raise you voice.
He of course barely heard you because he was focused on quidditch plays and how they were going to beat ravenclaw this weekend. He promised to spend time with you tonight since, like you said, you had barely talked in a week.
"I know Sweetheart, but you know quidditch season" Oliver said without even looking up from his papers in front of him.
You let out a sigh and all of sudden you have tears forming. You aren't one to just cry out of no where. It typically takes a lot, but with how the past couple weeks have been going its to be expected.
"Oliver" your voice breaks.
His head immediately snaps up. "Love" he said with a sad tone. His face softens as he see you trying to hold back your tears and pull yourself together. He stands up and walks up to you. Putting both hands on your shoulders so you are forced to look at him.
"Im sorry. I know that quidditch season is hard on both of us. I know that its hard not spending a lot of time together. Im sorry. Its not close to being over but ill try to be more intentional ok? You are my biggest supporter and I need you." Says Oliver as the tears start to roll down your face.
Oliver pulls you in close and just rocks back and forth. You head on his chest listening to heart beat. Something about his heart beat calmed you down so quickly, it always had. He kissed the top of your head and pulled away so you were looking each other in the eyes.
"We got this. Right love? We got this." Oliver says.
"We got this" you say with a smile.
"Now, I want to hear everything thats happened while ive been busy. Dont stop until im completely caught up to 10 minutes ago" Oliver says with a smile and a wink.
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Harry Potter One-shots
Fanfictionhere ill post short one shots! typically between 200-2,000 words! feel free to request characters and ideas. i cant promise ill do them but im open to all suggestions!! enjoy! *no set schedule for uploading