Born to Make Mistakes, Not Fake Perfection ( Oliver Wood )

Chapter 13

We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something that we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have. - Unknown

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"I fucking know it was you, Jess!" Oliver Wood shouted, chasing me along my morning run's trail.

"It wasn't!" I shouted back, doing my best to keep my balance on the uneven ground

"The whole tower had to evacuate because you set off dung bombs!"

"Technically you set them off!" I grinned, right before I got my foot caught in a tangled vine as I went to run around a greenhouse.

Then, Wood landed on top of me.

"I know you did it." He snarled, squeezing my hands in his as he kept them pinned by my head

"I did not set the bloody dung bombs in your dormitory!"

"If it wasn't you, then why was my wand stuck in a half eaten mold of strawberry gelatin?!"

Fuck me and my gluttonous ways..

But! Let's stop for a sec to appreciate that sheer brilliance.

Nice touch if I do say so myself. Was Stevie's idea. But I'm taking credit.

"I didn't do it!"

He huffed and shifted his weight around on my belly, cutting off my air supply.

"Admit you did it!" Oliver shouted, looking completely flustered.

His hair was sticking up in odd places, his morning scruff was visible, as well as the bags under his wide, furious eyes.

I smirked, lifting my head as far I could. "I. Didn't. Do. It."

Oliver let out a frusterated growl as he ran his hands over his face.

And me, being the opportunistic person that I am, took the chance to punch him in the belly and scurry away the moment he fell back on his giant arse.

I smiled in triumph as I heard his coughs and gasps for breath, "Sucker!"

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"Behold," I whispered, "The strong and mighty Gryffindor.."

Kara giggled as we crounched further down behind the main stairway.

"About a million kilograms of pure muscle and terrible pranks."

I stuffed a heaping spoonful of my banana nut oatmeal into my mouth as I watched Wood angrily eat his breakfast, shooting anyone who even glanced his way a death glare.

"Watch as he indulges, yet again, in a gloriously delicious stack of pancakes,"

You see, we've been over here for quite a while. 

Kara is only here to support my need for food, seeing as though I can't just walk into the great hall with that beast ready to pounce the moment he sees me.

Kara's giggles got a bit too loud, so I shushed her before she blew our cover.

She clapped a hand over her mouth and I continued. 

"Look at his majestic scruff of facial hair taking extra care not to allow the random dribbles of syrup to fall too fast,"

Kara burst out laughing and my eyes grew wide.