Wood Stories

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.

Book 2 Out, 19/09/2026! Fourteen-year-old Elias Vasquez wants nothing more than to be a hero. In a world where everyone has magic, only a few can rise above the rest: those who belong to Guilds, elite orders of magic users charged with the responsibility of protecting those who can't protect themselves. After being offered the opportunity of a lifetime, he travels from Colombia to America to join Nova Ranker: one of the greatest Guilds, led by one of the most powerful magic users in the world. In order to prove himself to the guild's enigmatic leader, Elias is sent on a mission to investigate a mysterious attack on an ally guild and track down a powerful magical artifact they're rumored to be defending. Though it seems that all of his dreams have come true, Elias soon realizes that by joining the Rankers he may have gotten more than he bargained for.

After the tragic passing of her parents, Celeste Diggory finds herself uprooted from her life in France, at Beauxbatons, to live with her uncle and cousin. Back home she was captain of her quidditch squad, a star player, but now she finds herself no longer wanting to play. only if there was something or someone to convince her otherwise

Oliver and I were not good friends. Never had been. It wasn't for lack of trying. No, it was simply because whenever we spoke we ended up shouting. It was almost like a curse. Every innocent "hello" came with the threat of something breaking in two. A wave or a nod could set off an explosion, and if unscathed one of us would surely have a bad fall somewhere in between. We could be tied to chairs, blindfolded and gagged, and one of us would still find a way to spontaneously combust in the other's presence. Don't get me wrong, the interaction could start off great, like the brightest and sunniest of days, not so much as a light breeze to knock you off your balance. It was possible. Unfortunately, the other was inevitable. See, the blue skies could just as easily transform into a dark poisonous violet, the weather turning inhospitable. Before long I'd find myself wading through the acrid swamps of a biological disaster zone. It sure made getting around Hogwarts into a sport of equal challenge, as I was forced to walk in the opposite direction whenever I saw him. Silly? Sure. But look, the ozone layer is weak enough as it is without our close proximity adding to the ever building fumes. But today was different. There was an opposing force - I needed him. And when I wanted something I was also a curse to be reckoned with. The curse that caused havoc between the two of us was strong too, sure. But the answer to which of the opposing forces was strongest remained to be seen. I knew I sure as hell wasn't going to let the corrosive energy between us win without a fight. I was going to be on my very best behaviour. Hazmat suit on. Goggles, gloves - the works. I found him in the gym down by the pitch. My imagination went haywire when I heard him grunting as he worked one of the machines and had to stifle visions of Oliver I refused to believe I was capable of.

Y/n Wood a young witch. Going through her years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with her older brother Oliver Wood, and her three best friends Harry, Ron, and Hermione. What could go wrong? ! I DO NOT OWN THIS FRANCHISE OR ITS CHARACTERS OR ITS STORYLINES!

لا تُصنع كل قطع الخشب لتصبح أبوابًا... بعضها يُصنع ليُغلق إلى الأبد. في قريةٍ يسبق فيها صوت المطرقة نعيَ الموتى، عاش نجّارٌ اعتاد أن يحوّل جذوع الأشجار إلى بيوتٍ أخيرة لأصحابها. لكن هذه المرة... أخطأت يداه. صنع تابوتًا لامرأةٍ ما زالت تتنفس. وكل مسمارٍ دقّه في الخشب... كان يغرسه في قلبه دون أن يعلم. وحين عرف الحقيقة، لم يعد يصنع تابوتًا... بل بدأ ينحت طريقًا للهرب من الموت.

Cassie Angelino, born into the Gemini coven and Kai Parker's only friend. Cassie and Kai have been best friends ever since they were in third grade, and there friendship goes all the way up to College. Even if there friendship is great, they're lives arent as good. Kai's family hate his guts and Cassie's dad is overprotective and controlling. They plan to runaway together but it all goes to hell when Kai ends up stabbing his siblings. Cassie and Kai are linked together, due to a spell Kai did earlier on. So when Kai's family send him to the prison World, Cassie gets dragged there with him. Cassie refuses to be friends with the sociopath, so reluctantly she helps to make the ascendant. But other stuff gets in the way. She can't stay angry at her bestfriend forever. But she can try. THIS IS BEING REWRITTEN INTO THIRD PERSON AND PROOF READ I WROTE THIS ALMOST THREE YEARS AGO AND MY WRITING HAS IMPROVED SO IF YOU WANT TO READ THIS HORRIBLY LAYED OUT PLOT FULL OF GRAMMAR MISTAKES. GO AHEAD. BUT SERIOUSLY. IVE WARNED YOU ABOUT HOW BAD IT IS.

Alexis is perfectly happy with her life. She has an amazing family, an amazing boyfriend, and an amazing best friend. The only problem is.. someone wants her dead. What will happen when everything around her starts falling down? When she's confronted with the choice of Good vs. Evil.. will she make the right choice?

❝We hate each other❞ ❝No you don't, not really❞ ♥ 《 From enemies to lovers, Delilah Bell and Oliver Wood fight so much that they accidentally fall for each other. 》 ⫸ WARNINGS ⫷ • I do not own any of the characters except the main character • lots of fluff •no smut • fictional violence • based on original storyline

"Fred watch it!" The last words Nicole ever said.

By ArgentumCat Harry is rescued from the Dursleys' home and goes to live with Anna Wood's family. Anna is the younger sister of Oliver Wood. What adventures will occur when Harry and Anna go to Hogwarts? Set in year one, slightly before Harry's eleventh birthday. Enjoy!

(this is primarily a joke please do not take it seriously) this is a wood fetish fanfic based on a true story from Instagram DMs.

A prince was brought into a cruel public school and having bullies was expected. Whilst being chased by those bullies he arrives at a cave where he meets an interesting person... well... a person like being. (This story was written quite some time ago and has been copied and pasted from a google doc, so the writing time is quite short and grammar may be bad)

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Just a poem about what I've been working on lately. (I cut down a Sycamore because it was too close to my house and am making a cane out of it)