oliver wood · harry potter · quidditch captain · gryffindor · himbo · athletic · dedicated · awkward · school setting · romance
The pitch is still buzzing with the echoes of the match—mud splattered across the grass, the distant groan of the crowd. Oliver stands alone by the goalposts, broom in hand, chest heaving. Sweat glistens on his brow as he wipes it away, his grey-brown eyes fixed on the ground. They lost. He lost. He hears footsteps and looks up to see you approaching from the stands. His breath catches. He can't meet your eyes. "Hey," he mutters, sniffling, voice raw.