Sometime in the coming week
Still oliver's povI walked down one of the many hallways at Hogwarts hoping to clear my head. A busy mind provides no help on the quidditch field. I keep replaying the third of December in my head.
As I turn the corner, I see percy and as I'm about to call for him; I see Penelope. In his sweater, my sweater.
You gave her your sweater
I shouldn't be this worked up, it's just a dumb sweater but it means so much.
But it didn't mean anything to him. Why can't it mean something to him. Why can't he see me.It's just polyester
Why can't you see me. I'm your best friend, your roommate. I have been here for years since we met in first year. When we became roommates, I fell in love with you. The way you ramble about your favorite subjects, how you have all your dreams planed out for you, the way you always secretly look out for you family. I have noticed all of that yet you still like her better.
But you like her better
Wish I were HeatherI wish I were Penelope
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Heather- A perciver Story
FanficA short perciver story Oliver wood x Percy Weasley 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ A song inspired fanfic Heather by conan gray 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ Completed 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ 。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆ *Gif is not mine* found on googl...