Oliver Wood Imagines | ✔

Promise Me -- Part 3

Word Count: 1,066 words

Y/N's PoV:

The morning rolled around and I had to be down at the pitch extra early for pictures and the interview.

The whole team decided to come down early as well to support me. Once I was in full game wear, I walked out onto the pitch and was greeted by the editor, photographer, and my parents.

While pictures were being taken, the Slytherin team  was walking in to change. Marcus and I made eye contact and he sent a wave and wink over in my direction.

I saw that Oliver almost went over to do something but the twins held him back. I will admit, it did make me giggle.

After the pictures, the interview went off without any issues. Apparently I had been deemed as "The Mini Maalerdo",

I like the nickname not going to lie though. All the stands were filled to the brim with people. From students to their parents, fans of my mother to Quidditch Scouts.

Not an empty seat in the stadium. As soon as the Gryffindor team emerged from the sideline, applause roared through the stands.

I was going to let Oliver lead the team up for a few laps around the pitch, but he wanted me to lead with a few fast laps by myself to show off the Firebolt Supreme.

And that's what I did. I mounted my broom and went up to see all my peers. My eyes laid onto my parents who hugged and waved at me.

I braced and took about 3 laps to myself, going as fast as this new broom allowed me (which was very fast).

I was met by my team and slowed down to stay in formation, having Oliver lead the team like we normally did. We lowered ourselves to let Slytherin do the same.

The game was well underway, and we were beating Slytherin, but not by much. As we witnessed a Quaffle go through Slytherins middle hoop,

I went up to Angelina and the other Chaser and whispered "Parkin's Pincer".

We all smiled and as soon as Marcus had the Quaffle, Angelina got on his right and I on his left.

"You're quite handsome when you play." I said with a wink, trying to distract him.

"It's all for you love." He replied, but before he could send me a wink back, our other chaser was heading right for him.

He got nervous and released his grip on the Quaffle. Angelina grabbed it right out from under him and flew up, all the Slytherin chasers went up to follow her,

but I knew what she was doing. I flew as fast as I could towards the Slytherin hoops.

I looked up and she threw it ahead of me without climbing down. I flew and caught it and went straight for the hoops.

I threw and I scored. This game went on and on until we had caught the snitch! This wasn't real game, but it sure did feel good to win against Slytherin.

I took a victory lap around when a stray Bludger came hurling my way.

Without thinking I grabbed a bat from Fred and got my angle right and hit the Bludger with all my might into the open box Madam Hooch was holding.

I came back down to see Oliver's mouth open.
"I- I didn't know you could hit..." Oliver somehow sputtered out.

"My dad was a Beater, I'm not entirely my mum. Now close your mouth before flies get in." I said as I shut his mouth myself.

I was about to walk away into the changing when I felt hands wrap around my waist,

I looked and saw it was Marcus. I smiled.

"She's quite a woman, Wood. Isn't she?" He said with a smirk.

Oliver almost swung at Marcus' head, but I stopped his hand.
"Get in the changing room. NOW!" I said sternly to Oliver.

"You better listen to her or else you'll end up like the Bludger." Marcus said with a chuckle.

I playfully slapped his arm and shot him an apologetic look before I made my way into the changing room.

It was September 1st, the first day of our Sixth Year. I boarded the train first, like I had every year previously.

Fred and George joined me next, they were filling me in on how their summer was and how their youngest brother was a first year.

Oliver followed not super long after the twins. He sat down beside me and we told the twins of the holiday we went on with Oli's family,

and how we made some amazing plays for the upcoming Quidditch season.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the booth's door. We all looked, and it was Marcus. I excused myself and went to talk to him outside, out of earshot of the boys.

Soon after, Marcus and I kissed and he went to the Slytherin car. Oliver was a little weird after that, but nothing too bad.

The year continued to just get better and better, until two days before the House Cup match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Marcus broke up with me, well, I confronted him about cheating on me and he admitted to it. I had a tutoring session with a third year but rescheduled it due to "personal reasons".

I went down to the pitch and just let everything I could out. I grabbed my broom and flew around the pitch.

Eventually, I grew tired of flying aimlessly, so I decided to just watch the stars and hoping Merlin showed me some help and sympathy.

I heard someone come onto the pitch, but I didn't move.

I stayed staring at the stars. It wasn't until Oliver was right in front of me that he was the one who had entered the pitch.

"Why weren't you at dinner?" He asked, concern grew in his voice.

"Personal reasons." I spat out, trying not to cry.

"You're my best friend, what is wrong Y/N?" He practically begged me to give him an answer.

I started to let it all out,

"He cheated on me."

The anger grew inside Oliver, but this wasn't the time to be angry. He brought both of us down to the pitch and just grabbed me in a hug to comfort me.

I had my best friend back, the man I was truly in love with.