I was sitting at the Gryffindor table finishing up some last-minute homework when Oliver came and sat next to me.
"What's that for?" He said putting some food on his plate.
"Potions," I said as I roll my eyes.
He nods and starts eating.
As soon as I start working again, Hermione does a fake cough. I look up at her and give her a confused look.
"What's that on your neck?" She says raising an eyebrow. As she says this, Oliver looks over at you, forgetting that she was even there.
"Oh, shit did I do that?" He said as he watched Hermione get a bit flustered and walked away just as wide eyed as him.
I hit his arm playfully, as he turned to me unable to control the laugher coming out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry about that darlin'," he said turning back my way with a guilty but apologetic face as he offered a small smile.
I let out a small laugh and wrapped my arms around him. I think hearing me laugh off the situation made him feel better because he began to laugh even louder.
We were breaking out into laughter while everyone at the Gryffindor table was staring at us. I loved this goofball with all my heart even if he embarrassed me.
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Oliver Wood Imagines
FanfictionAs you can tell by the title these are all about you and Oliver. I might do some smut but I don't go into too much detail or if I do I'll give a warning. I'll try my best with any trigger warnings as well. Enjoy and suggestions are welcome! Also jus...
