Oliver wood imagine's

Between Practices and Passion

Oliver has been swamped lately, leaving little time for you two to hang out. Between his schoolwork, Quidditch commitments, and just general exhaustion, it feels like he's been more absent than present. While he's been busy, you've been spending more time with your friends Fred and George. You've always had a close bond with them, which has helped fill the gap a bit. Their infectious energy and sense of humor have kept your spirits up, but you can't help but miss the moments you used to share with Oliver. 

You were lounging in the courtyard with Fred and George, surrounded by the bright afternoon sun and the sound of distant laughter from other students. The twins were buzzing with excitement, eager to unveil their latest creation: a magical "Snack Lure" that they had invented. The prank involved enchanted snacks that, once eaten, would cause the consumer to uncontrollably dance for a full minute.

Of course, who better to test it on than their unsuspecting little brother, Ron? He was sitting nearby on a bench, blissfully munching on a chocolate frog, completely oblivious to the mischief brewing around him.

Fred and George exchanged mischievous grins, each clutching a handful of the Snack Lure—small, colorful candies that sparkled in the sunlight. With a swift nod, they launched the enchanted treats towards Ron, who looked up just in time to catch one mid-air. "Hey, what's this?" he said, frowning but unable to resist taking a bite.

Instantly, a look of shock crossed Ron's face as the magic kicked in. His body twitched momentarily, and then, as if possessed, he leapt off the bench and started dancing uncontrollably. His limbs flailed about as he attempted to remain composed, but the whimsical spell had transformed him into a dancing machine. Other students nearby turned to watch, their laughter erupting as Ron spun around, his face flushed with embarrassment and confusion.

You were doubled over with laughter, tears streaming down your face, while Fred and George howled as they cheered Ron on, egging him to do a "twirl." "Come on, Ron! Show us your moves!" Fred shouted, while George and you were clutching onto each other trying to not fall with laughter.

"What's so funny?" a familiar voice called out from behind you, breaking your fit of laughter.

You turned to find Oliver standing there, a bemused expression dancing across his features.

"Just testing out our latest creation," Fred replied, still chuckling as he pointed at Ron, who was stumbling around in a flurry of flailing limbs. Ron's face was a mix of confusion and frustration as he shouted at his brothers, "Make it stop! I can't take this anymore!"

Oliver's eyes darted from you to the spectacle in front of him, his eyebrows raised in slight amusement. Yet, beneath that mild interest,  a hint of annoyance grew as he took in the sight of you and George, playfully nudging each other and clearly having a great time. A flicker of something uncomfortable stirred in his chest—jealousy?—but he quickly brushed it aside as he focused on your face.

"Very funny," he said, trying to maintain a neutral tone, but the amusement in his voice was overshadowed by a hint of frustration. He turned his gaze back to you, and his expression softened. "Y/N, do you want to go sit at the Astronomy Tower for a bit?"

Your heart skipped a beat at the invitation, but you didn't want to be rude to the twins. "Oh, love, I would! But Fred and George are showing me this secret tunnel that leads to Hogsmeade. It's supposed to be amazing," you explained innocently, completely unaware of the way Oliver's gaze darkened as he glanced at the twins.

Fred and George exchanged playful smirks. For a brief moment, Oliver's expression shifted, and he shot the twins a glare that was both protective and irritated, but it was gone almost as quickly as it came.