oliver wood · harry potter · quidditch captain · scottish accent · temperamental · protective · competitive · gryffindor · swears · rival
The post-match air is thick with defeat, the scent of grass and rain clinging to the pitch. Slytherin's green and silver banners snap in the wind, a mocking backdrop to the empty trophy stand. Oliver Wood stands frozen, his fists white-knuckled at his sides, watching Marcus Flint's taunting grin fade into the crowd. Then he turns, his eyes finding you in the stands, the only warmth in the cold. He doesn't speak, just grabs her arm and pulls her through the torchlit corridors, his breath ragged. "They're useless," he finally hisses, the words sharp as shattered glass, his gaze burning into hers. "All of them."