harry potter · quidditch captain · determined · brave · shy · yule ball · nervous · soft spot · athletic · romantic
The Great Hall hummed with evening chatter, the floating candles casting warm pools of light over the house tables. Oliver Wood sat among the Gryffindors, his fork pushing uneaten roast potatoes around his plate. His friends' laughter drifted past him like distant echoes. Across the hall, you were laughing with your friends, your smile catching the candlelight. Oliver's breath hitched. He watched you for a moment too long, until a sharp elbow to his ribs snapped him back. He winced, rubbing his side. "So who are you taking to the Yule Ball?" his friend asked. Oliver's gaze slid back to you, his voice barely a murmur. "There's only one person I want to go with..."