Harry Potter imagines//preferences

Oliver Wood - Scared Wood?

Today was the day. The day that you would destroy the one boy at Hogwarts you loathed most. Today was the final quidditch match, which meant if (y/h)'s team won they were champion. The only thing standing in your way was Gryffindor and their way too charming captain, Oliver Wood. Merlin, you loathed that guy.
"Okay team. This is what we're going to do...." You told your team for the hundreth time what you expected from them. After your peptalk you and your team marched to the pitch, where the Gryffindor team was already waiting for you. Wood was smiling, clearly expecting to win this match. "Good morning, captain." He said cheerful. You snorted and walked past him like he was air. "Now now, (y/l/n). Why so rude?" "Because Wood", you turned around and looked him right in the eyes, "I can."
After the match, which consisted out of foals and a lot of swearing, Harry had caught the snitch and you lost 200-190. Oliver walked towards you with an evil grin on his face. "Just shut it!" You snapped, even before he could open his mouth. "You won this time, Wood, but next time we'll crush your precious souls." He took a step towards you. "I like to see you try." You, too, took a step closer to him. You were now like really close to each other. "Scared Wood?" "Never." He said and suddenly you both leaned in and kissed. Quickly you pulled away and looked at him. What the fuck, just happened. "Well (y/n) that was great. Should do that again sometime." Wood smirked, he walked away leaving you more confused than you'd ever been in your life.

The next morning, you ran into Wood while making your way to Transfiguration. You grabbed his arm and pulled him quickly into an empty classroom. "Okay Wood. What in Merlin's name was that kiss thing yesterday!" "I thought it was pretty obvious. By the way you kissed me as much as I kissed you." "Well, you kissed me first." You fired back. It was silent for a minute or so. Then you both started laughing. "Wanna try it again?" Wood asked. "Try what again?" "Not hating each other's guts." "Sounds good to me." You said, before kissing him.

Together, holding hands, you walked into Transfiguration. You saw some people looking really confused at you and you saw George quietly handing his twin a Galleon while looking at you. Fred winked at you and you laughed.