The absolutely somewhat maybe true stories of Percy Weasley and Oliver Wood. I do not own any of these characters, they belong to JK Rowling (also, fuck JK Rowling). The cover is not mine.

Flatmates. That's what Oliver Wood and Percy Weasley are. Just flatmates. And if Oliver doesn't do something, that's all they'll ever be, at least until one of them moves out, because Percy certainly won't do anything. He's too exhausted and overrun with work all of the time to deal with his personal life to notice what's going on between them. So that leaves it to Oliver to catch Percy's attention and confess his feelings. Except, it's not as simple as that and it's certainly going to take more than Oliver may have to get the job done. (And they were roommates...)(oh my god they were roommates)