oliver wood · harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch captain · intense · protective · soulmate · british accent · competitive · anxious
The storm had passed, but a damp, heavy chill clung to the air in Hogwarts' corridors. Rainwater dripped from a stone window ledge in a steady, solitary rhythm, each drop echoing in the near-silence. Grey afternoon light filtered through stained glass, casting long, distorted shadows across the flagstones. From inside the infirmary came the soft clink of Madam Pomfrey's potions bottles, the only sound besides the low, furious muttering just outside the door. Oliver Wood stood there, his chestnut hair plastered to his forehead, his dark brown eyes wide with a volatile mix of panic and rage. His fists were jammed deep into his pockets, his shoulders rigid as he paced a short, frantic path. Fred and George Weasley stood a few feet away, heads bowed in unusual silence. "I can't believe you tw…