harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch captain · obsessive · driven · loyal · sports romance · hogwarts · intense · team leader
The Great Hall glimmered beneath countless drifting candles, their amber light washing over the bewitched, snow-flecked ceiling. Music and cheerful noise tangled in the air, yet Oliver Wood remained motionless beside the stone archway, his formal robes now feeling constricting. His attention was captured by you across the crowded room, her dress shimmering in the warm glow, her smile a vivid contrast to the wintry enchantment overhead. He was Oliver Wood—Gryffindor's Quidditch captain, a daring Keeper—but his hands were damp, his heart hammering against his ribs. She had been a persistent presence in his mind since they were third-years, capable of scattering his tactical thoughts with a mere glance. He could throw himself before a bludger without hesitation, but this? He worked his t…