Harry Potter One Shots

Oliver

A/N: Here's the new imagine that I've been working on. I hope you guys enjoy it, please, please vote this story, it would be amazing. There is a lot of changes in POV between you and Oliver, I hope that's okay. I had to do it for the story's sake. :)

~ all my love Slytherinphan

Your POV:

'Go Gryffindor! Go Olli!' You cheered from the side post as you watched your boyfriend Oliver block another quaffle.

Oliver turned around as to see you cheering for him. He stared at you as you stared back at him. Time seemed to stop, the world seemed to revolve around you two. He smiled and waved bringing a warm smile on your lips. You blew a kiss to him making him dumbfounded.

'Oooooo! Oliver and y/n!' Announced Lee Jordan. 'The power couple is back at it again. Look at the them! How adorable.' This caused the whole stadium fill with 'aws', 'ooos' and wolf whistles. Both you and Oliver flushed, looking away.

'Lee Jordan!' Professor McGonagall shouted as she smacked him playfully in the head.

However, being the rebel, Lee Jordan continued.

'How lucky you are Oliver, to win y/n's heart. You better cherish her. If it wasn't for you I might've been with her, she's a babe this one.' Lee Jordan joked.

'Never in your wildest dreams.' Oliver yelled back, laughing.

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'Come on Olli!' You encouraged him when he caught another quaffle.

His head snapped back to look at you. The two of you were madly in love.

'Watch out Olli!' You screamed as a bludger headed towards him. The other students shrieked.

Oliver turn around to see the bludger and tried to dodge it. Unfortunately, it was too late.

It him in the arm hard, causing him to slip from his broom.

Thud.

He landed on the ground, not moving.

'Oh my!' You yelped, heading down to the Quiddich field.

He laid there unconscious.

You sat down next to him and sobbed.

'Please, Olli. Come back.' You yelled at his motionless body, while shaking him.

The teachers and other students hurried to see him. The Quiddich game has been cancelled.

'Please, professor, help him.' You begged to Professor McGonagall, wiping tears from your eyes.

'It's ok y/n, Madam Pomfery will fix him up in no time.' She reassured you, patting you on the back. She had taken a special liking towards since year 1. You were one of her best students in Gryffindor and you excelled in Transfiguration.

You stared at your boyfriend as he was taken to the hospital wing followed by many teachers. You looked up to see just how much he's fallen. It had to be over at least 3m, you just hoped he'd be okay.

What killed you the most was the you were the blame for his injury. If he couldn't play Quiddich because of you, you didn't know what you'd do, you wouldn't ever forgive yourself.

Your saw your friends coming towards you, you didn't want to deal with them right now. You didn't really want sympathy, so you ran away crying.

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Oliver's POV:

I slowly opened my eyes, to see my fellow teammates surrounding me. I tried to sit but all I could manage was groan. I feel terrible and probably looked terrible as well.