-Entonces? Puedes decirme que te pasa? -Es que...no te imaginas lo nervioso que me pongo cada vez que te acercas a mí. TERMINADA:)

"What? No, of course not. You're joking right?" That's what Oliver Wood told Erin Evans when she had finally gathered the courage to ask him out on a date. He had stepped on her heart and didn't even seem to notice it. But this year Erin is going for team captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, so she'd for sure be on Oliver's radar. Erin wants to protect her heart from getting hurt all over again, but can she keep that up when Oliver can't seem to leave her alone? All characters except for Erin Evans are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. Includes LGBTQ+ themes/characters, but the main romance is a boyxgirl.

never knew how much it would hurt to feel. © taryn → harry potter series → ps - poa completed: 23/07/2020 cover & graphics by @bayports

"Jeez Caddell, do you always wear that much perfume?" Oliver asked, smirking. I turned around to glare at him. "Was it not your brilliant idea to avoid harassing each other outside of the pitch?" I shot back in the same tone. ********************************************************************************** Oliver Wood and Ivy Caddell have maintained an ongoing quidditch rivalry for the past five years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For most of their time at Hogwarts, winning and out-competing one another was all the Gryffindor and Slytherin captains thought about. In their sixth year, however, things start to change as the two develop feelings for each other. Follow Ivy and Oliver throughout their sixth and seventh years at Hogwarts. I do not own any rights to the Harry Potter franchise. All characters are J.K Rowling's except for my own. Best rankings: #1 in "oliverwood" out of 2.2k (4/1/21) #1 in "quidditch" out of 3.3k (3/7/21) #1 in "keeper" out of 1.3k (2/26/21) #1 in "ivy" out of 2.1k (2/25/21) #1 "wood" out of 2.1k (3/14/21) #1 "rival" out of 2k (4/14/21) #1 in "oliver" out of 5.5k (8/1/21) #2 "rivalry" out of 8k (4/10/21)

"¿Qué? No, por supuesto que no. Estás bromeando, ¿Verdad?" Eso fue lo que Oliver Wood le dijo a Erin Evans cuando ella finalmente se armó de valor para invitarlo a salir. Él había pisado su corazón y ni siquiera parecía darse cuenta. Pero este año Erin iba por la capitanía del equipo, así que se aseguraría de que Oliver la notara. Y ella le haría saber que había fallado su tiro, pero ¿Podrá mantener esa dedicación? Todos los personajes excepto Erin Evans y otros más, son propiedad de JK Rowling. Incluye temas/personajes LGBTQ+, pero el romance principal es entre un chico y una chica. Historia creada por @Alpacalypse. TRADUCCIÓN AUTORIZADA.

Eliza Dawlish shocked her Slytherin family when sorted into Gryffindor. Her love of Quidditch sparked an interest in a certain Gryffindor Captain, Oliver Wood. Everyone says they both like each other but as in nearly every other love story the two constantly deny it. They share a friendship full of difficulties so what will the future hold for the chaser and the keeper? "He's a Keeper." "I've been chasing the wrong one all this time." *In this story Oliver is a year younger than in the films and books.* Completed: 22.04.2017

This is an overall very light hearted fanfic with an enemies to lovers plot. VERY MUCH SLOWBURN!!! Enjoy your crumbs Oliver Wood stans. This is a female reader, so all of my male identifying, enby , and other friends, please don't read this if being called female pronouns makes you uncomfy. :)

When Willow is appointed as the new Hufflepuff Quidditch captain all she wants is to have peace and a little bit of fun. But for some reason Oliver Wood won't stop picking fights with her. Word count: 67 577 Excerpt: I sighed loudly and excessively. "You need to spray it on something and then smell it." I grinned despite myself. However Oliver neglected to spray the perfume anywhere, instead he was eyeing me closely and I felt myself growing restless. I wanted out of this shop as soon as possible and I felt like Oliver was not ready to cooperate. To my surprise he then stepped closer to me with a focused expression. Once the close proximity was reached he carefully lifted my arm and sprayed an equally carefully selected spot on my wrist with the perfume. I looked on dazedly while my wrist was moved until mere millimetres from Oliver's nose and he lingered over it for a moment before he took in the scent. I refused to blink as I watched him consider the scent. "Well that's not it." He said. With his hands on his hips he retrieved to his meticulous study of the perfume bottles on the wall. My throat was so thick I thought it better to let his comment linger in the musky room than give him a strained reply. Once my voice has been regained I uttered, "You're not going to find a perfume for your girlfriend by staring at them. Why don't you just smell as many as you can until you find one you like?" I suggested innocently, not necessarily hoping he would touch any other of my body parts, but also not condemning such an occurrence. Oliver tore his attention from the shelf and looked at me with newfound determination.