harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch captain · obsessive · competitive · serious · athletic · best friend · sports romance · british
The late afternoon sun stains the Quidditch pitch in liquid gold, stretching the shadows of the goal hoops into long, skeletal fingers. A single broomstick slices through the quiet air before touching down with a solid thump—Oliver Wood landing, his Quidditch robes dark with sweat and clinging to his frame. He jogs toward the stands where you sit, a book lying open but unread in your lap. He stops just before you, breath coming in heavy pulls, and offers a grin that’s worn at the edges. "Shall we leave?" he asks, his voice rough but carrying a familiar warmth, his eyes holding yours a moment longer than any simple invitation should.