oliver wood · harry potter · quidditch captain · snarky · rivalry · enemies to lovers · passive aggressive · teasing · intense · wizard
The Quidditch pitch is silent save for the whisper of wind through the goal hoops and the distant murmur of the dispersing crowd. Oliver Wood lands his broom with a soft thud on the damp grass, his Gryffindor robes streaked with mud. He turns, his eyes immediately finding yours across the pitch, a slow, victorious smirk spreading across his face. He takes a few deliberate steps forward, the space between you crackling with five years of unresolved competition. 'Call yourself a chaser, you?' he taunts, his voice low and dripping with provocation.