𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

oliver benjamin wood

i've been in love with you, oliver, for years now.

it's quite pathetic really since you don't even know i exist. i hope someday you'll talk to me. although i've been hopelessly in love with you since second year, it doesn't necessarily mean i want us together. i want you to be happy oliver, and i'm quite sure you wouldn't find that happiness with me.

i know you'll go out into the world and become something great. everyone is so proud of you, truly you're quite amazing; one of a kind really. you must remember to take care of yourself oliver. it can be quite hard because you are unbelievably stubborn. it's a trait of yours that i love and dread at the same time, for you tend to be drastic and irrational. remember when you tried to drown yourself in the showers because gryffindor lost to hufflepuff? it was quite hilarious if you ask me brother was practically boasting it throughout the whole school. you're going to lose a game, for it's inevitable. what's the fun of quidditch if you only win? it wouldn't be quite fun to play, let alone watch. it would be bland and boring and so predictable.

i admire you truly; i'll never know of someone that compares to you. the ability of being able to lead and teach is truly one to desire. who would've known that the oliver wood would teach and train one of the best gryffindor seekers at hogwarts. he's practically your son. you're fair to others which is a trait flint lacks. he doesn't allow girls to play it's rubbish. i am "merely" a girl, that's all. it's quite pathetic he thinks of girls that lowly. just whatever you do i'll be proud of you; always.

i hope you find an amazing partner that will love you like i do. someday you'll get married and have your own family, and i will be so happy for you. maybe one day we'll interact, but i highly doubt it considering how busy you are. just please for salazar's sake take bloody care of yourself. although it was quite hilarious that you tried to drown yourself, please just don't. it pains me seeing you so frustrated and stressed. you deserve a break, you deserve to rest; don't think otherwise or i will personally beat your arse.

you're foolish oliver wood, but it's the thing i love most. i've accepted the fact that i will never get to call you mine, and that's okay. i will admit it was something i dreamed about, but it's just that, a dream. it would be quite impossible for you and i to be together. we are "enemies" according to our houses. i am the cruel slytherin; you are the brave gryffindor. i will admit that there are cruel slytherins, but that can be said to almost all houses. if you and i were to be together well that would be "unforgivable".

well, now you may be wondering who i am? well, i would like to think i'm just an ordinary girl in this world. i'm just looked over upon; it's something i've learned to deal with. i guess it's made my life easier regarding my big crush on you. i'm a slytherin, which is the best house, i've been stereotyped many times. people can think what they want to, but they don't know me; i don't know them. for starters, i do not care about your blood. i could care less really. it's all the same bullshit isn't it? we're all wizards/witches, who bloody cares how you got your powers. it's pointless really. i'm also in seventh year and i believe we share astronomy.

now you may be wondering "if we've never interacted why do you fancy me?". now that is something to this day i, myself, do not know. i guess it was during first year when we sat in the same compartment on the hogwarts express. i still remember it like yesterday. the fear and excitement you had written all over your face was hilarious. you were so scared you didn't even talk at all. my twin sister and i thought you were really cute but didn't dare to tell you. i guess that is when i first started to fancy you. i never dared to tell a single soul about my crush on you, not even my sister. this would later bite me in the arse later on. during third year i finally plucked up the courage to talk to you. sadly, it never happened, my sister beat me to it. i guess in the end i was the only one to blame. if i wanted you, i should have told my sister about it. i was upset for a while, but it only makes sense you would grow close to her. she's amazing, everything i would want to be. everything a boy would want from a girl. something i will never be.

you are truly one of a kind. from the bottom of my heart, i love you. i always will. i think it's time to let you go now. like dumbledore once said, "it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live." i had wanted and dreamed of this fantasy, but it isn't reality. as the nature of slytherin, i am a natural coward. i'm sorry i never got the courage to tell you anything. how i truly felt in our school years. we'll both graduate and go out into the world. i wish you the best of luck, oliver wood.

i know you'll never disappoint me. you never fail to amaze me. i want this truth to be sealed forever. for that to happen i must let you go. this may mean nothing to you, but it means the world to me. i have made arrangements, so you'll probably receive this letter after i'm gone. goodbye oliver.

                          sincerely,
y/n y/l/n

this letter was the only thing left by y/n y/l/n. the truth is that y/n decided to graduate early. of course, the headmaster was quite confused but reluctantly agreed. she was considered one of the brightest witches. despite her quiet presence, the girl had so much potential. she disappeared into the night. nobody knew where she went, or why. the girl's point was proven when most didn't care where she'd gone to. not even her own family. of course, her sister and brother missed their sister; they returned to their normal lives in a matter of a few weeks.

oliver wood was shocked, to say the least.

his y/n had gone off and nobody cared. for many years he had loved her; he always did. no matter what anybody said about her, he loved her; nobody could convince him otherwise. a mixture of happiness, sadness, and anger built within him. his y/n loved him too, just as much as he did to her. he never got the chance to tell her, for she had left. he was mad at himself for letting her get away. angry at her for leaving. the feeling of desperation washed over him. all he wanted to do was get his y/n back, so they could live their happy ending. he too had been in love with y/n ever since second year. everything about her was heavenly to him. the way her eyes would light up when she was in a good mood. how she'd do anything for a person, even if they were a stranger to her. how she "coincidentally" went to every gryffindor game even if they weren't playing slytherin.

he loved her.

but reality is that she's gone; merely a memory in his mind.

who knows if he will find her, or if she even wants to be found at all? all they knew is that they'd always love one another.