Hi there! I haven't written anything in a really long time, but this idea came to me today and I've decided to just kind of go with it. I thought that it would be interesting to have a different reason for Oliver Wood getting so into Quidditch to begin with rather than the usual being that he was raised to adore it. I'm planning on keeping my chapters relatively short to make it where I can hopefully post regularly without feeling overwhelmed. I hope that people enjoy it, but I plan on continuing regardless as a creative outlet. I am perfectly open to how people perceive it and constructive criticism. I'm going to try to stay as true to the books as I can, so please tell me if you see that I've botched something up.

I'm going to go ahead and say that this applies to this and all future chapters. Clearly I disclaim all that J.K. Rowling created with her beautiful mind.

Chapter 1: The First Encounter

"Whit dae ye ken aboot it?" the young boy asked excitedly to the boy in front of him in line.

"Hopefully a bit more than you," started a girl not too far from him, "Do you even know what a Double Eight Loop is?" Her dark brown eyes filled with merriment.

"Aye lassie, whit dae it matter ta ye?" he responded quickly. The young boy was not accustomed to interacting with girls his own age, especially about a sport that he had just begun to explore.

"Well if you did know what it was, then you would have known that a chaser doesn't pull off that move," she retorted back. "You should read up on the terminology if you want to talk about strategy tactics of games."

"Wisnae asking ye, wis I?" he answered quickly as his face heated up. He hadn't even been talking to this girl and she was pointing out that he might not know as much about the sport as he thought. All it had taken for him to take an instant liking to it was to watch some of his cousins fly around in the field not far from his house playing a pick-up game. He had just thrown out a term that he had heard one of his aunt's say over the summer to try to impress the boy in front of him.

"It's true. He was talking to me, not you," the other boy interjected, trying to save the first boy. He had been getting along with him and didn't want to risk a possible new friend because some girl was trying to embarrass him.

"Wasn't trying to be trouble," she said back, annoyed at the two boys in front of her. "You two keep on then."

"Ella?" shouted an unseen woman. The young girl turned at the name and calmly walked to a woman that came around a corner across the shop without casting a second glance towards the two boys. The woman and young girl, apparently named Ella, left the store with a jingle from the bell over the door. Upon her exit, the two boys began to talk once more as the line continued to move.

"What does she know anyways," the boy closer to the register said. "She didn't even purchase anything. My brother Charlie is on the Gryffindor team at Hogwarts." His chest puffed out slightly with pride about this. "He could tell you all about the different rules and moves, but… he's off buying his supplies on his own." He looked sharply at the kind looking woman next to him that was sporting the same ginger hair as he was.

"Charlie is in his fourth year, dear," tutted the woman back to him as she finally moved forward to the register. "He is old enough to get his things without my constant supervision." She then paid for the new pair of fingerless gloves in her hands that would be going to Charlie when they caught back up with him. Charlie's current pair of gloves were at the point that they were useless with the number of holes in them, thus leading to the Weasleys being in Quality Quidditch Supplies in the first place.

"Well, I'm Percy Weasley," the ginger boy said smiling and turning while sticking his hand out to shake hands with the boy who had been telling a story of a pick-up Quidditch game that his family had played over the summer.

"Oliver Wood," the other boy replied with excitement showing in his brown eyes as he firmly shook Percy's hand. A friendship started between the two boys as they continued to discuss Quidditch while Oliver's father bought him his first Quidditch jersey from the team Puddlemore United. They then left the shop to finish purchasing the items on their first year's supplies list. It wouldn't be until after talking to Percy's brother Charlie on the Hogwarts Express that Oliver would discover that he was indeed incorrect about a chaser performing a Double Eight Loop. Discovering this one small fact is all that it would take for young Oliver Wood to put everything he had into learning more about Quidditch to show the girl from Quality Quidditch Supplies that he knew more than her about it. It would seem to be quite an overreaction, but then again who is to question the logic of an 11-year-old boy?

As Oliver and Percy were swallowed into the crowd being led by their parents, the girl Ella from earlier was walking into Eeylops Owl Emporium & Magical Menagerie with the woman that had called out her name. "Ella!" squealed a fair-skinned girl from the corner of the shop filled with cats. The young girl quickly rushed over to Ella, enveloping her in a warm hug.

"You just saw her two days ago," sighed a woman that the young girl had abandoned by the cats. "You act like I didn't let you two see each other practically all summer." The woman set her fixated stare onto her daughter.

"Mum," the girl drawled out. "Two days is a long time." The two women gave each other bemused looks as they let the two young girls wander towards the owls while chattering.

"You let her color part of her hair?" the woman that had come into the shop with Ella asked. The two kept an eye on the girls as they walked back towards the cats.

"Well, I told her that she was allowed to express her individuality in reasonable ways and she decided that the only way that she wasn't being 'repressed' by her father and I was to have the underneath of her hair colored purple. It was a pretty simple spell and I went ahead and taught it to her so that she'll only be able to retouch the color rather than come back with it being all kinds of ways," the second woman replied with a chuckle.

"Kathy, you are too much sometimes," the first woman tittered, "It does look good with her natural dark brown hair, but of course little Skye decided that purple was the only way to express her individuality. I can remember her coloring her whole face purple as a toddler." The two woman burst into laughter at the memory, earning an embarrassed glance from their daughters.

"Oh my," Kathy said between giggles, "It took ages to get all of that purple off of her! I swear the tint stayed for a whole week. The neighbors kept asking us why she looked so sickly." The two woman started chuckling all over again at this remark and continued to reminisce as Kathy chose and bought a cat for herself. She told Ella's mother that it was to cuddle and love on while her only child went off to Hogwarts.

Over in the opposite corner Ella and Skye had each just finished choosing an owl. Ella had chosen a brown owl while Skye had picked out a barn owl. The two girls giggled as they approached their mothers at the register. "What's so funny my loves?" Kathy asked with a caring smile as the two girls came nearer to them.

"Ella was just telling me about how some bloke went on about how he thought that a chaser performs a Double Eight Loop!" Skye cried as she began to giggle all over. "Can you imagine, mother? I wonder if he really got the keeper and chaser mixed up or if he just had no idea what the move actually was." The two young girls continued to giggle as their mothers tried their best to not encourage them.

"While he was most certainly incorrect, I hope that you weren't laughing like this to the young boy's face," Ella's mother said with a pointed look at her. The young girl rolled her eyes with an exasperated sigh at her mother.

"Of course she didn't Ms. Lynn!" Skye said cheerfully before Ella could reply, "She just told him that he was wrong and had no idea what he was talking about!" The two girls let out another small giggle as their mothers gave them a quick, stern look before letting their gazes soften. Making sure to bring the topic of conversation to a close, the two mothers took the owls from their respective daughters before turning to pay for them.

"That'll be ten galleons each," the man behind the register said as he smiled at the four in front of him. "Still have Ollivanders to go to?" he asked now focused on the two young girls. The two instantly perked up before spurting out their excitement.

"Oh, we've already been!" exclaimed Skye. "Mine was 10 ¾ inches long and made of rowan wood with a phoenix feather core! Can you believe it? Mr. Ollivander said that it's a rare wand core!" she continued on without waiting for a response.

"And mine was 14 ½ inches long made of silver lime wood with a phoenix feather core!" Ella added on. "Can you imagine the odds of us both having the rarer wand core?" she asked her mother as she turned to her bouncing on her heels, unable to contain her excitement. The man behind the counter chuckled at the excitement of the two girls in front of his as he finished the transaction.

"It's because we were meant to be best friends," Skye retorted with a smile as she was handed her owl from the counter. The two girls nodded their heads as if this made perfectly reasonable sense. The two mothers laughed at their children as they all exited the store thankful that they were done shopping for their daughters' first year school supplies. The two girls and all of the other first year students in Diagon Alley radiated with excitement towards their upcoming first year at Hogwarts as they wandered about during that August of 1987.

Like I had said, I plan on my chapters being rather short. This was kind of just a little introduction to who I intend the main characters to be. The character development is going to take a little bit of time.