Percy Weasley sat down on the edge of his new bed in the dormitory that was
going to be his home for the next seven years of his life. He glanced over
to the only other first year the sorting hat had put in Gryffindor this
year. He tried smiling but was not all that sure he had pulled it off
right, the boy however smiled back just as nervously from his position on
the bed on the other side of the room.
"Erm do you like Quidditch?" asked Oliver.
"Not really" replied Percy honestly.
"Oh! I do" Oliver said looking shocked at the thought of someone not liking it.
"I um like listening . I mean if you wanna talk about Quidditch" Percy said hesitantly attempting to rectify the situation before he lost his first real chance of friendship.
Oliver looked at Percy a wide grin brightening up his features. He jumped up off the bed and walked over to Percy's bed, and climbed on sitting opposite Percy in a crossed-legged position and began talking.
"Well my favourite position is keeper, there was this one match I played where."
-------------------------------
". So then right this quaffle is just shooting straight at me so fast you wouldn't believe but I caught it anyway, it was so cool."
Percy looked up at the ecstatic 17 year old sitting crossed legged on his bed in front of him.
"I don't believe it" Percy groaned mock angrily "not even sex will shut you up about bloody Quidditch".
Oliver burst out laughing pulling himself up onto all fours and crawling up the bed to straddle Percy.
"I seem to remember you saying you liked listening"
"Yes well I have since found much more enjoyable things you can do with your mouth" Percy countered with a grin pulling the other boy down to meet his lips.
"Erm do you like Quidditch?" asked Oliver.
"Not really" replied Percy honestly.
"Oh! I do" Oliver said looking shocked at the thought of someone not liking it.
"I um like listening . I mean if you wanna talk about Quidditch" Percy said hesitantly attempting to rectify the situation before he lost his first real chance of friendship.
Oliver looked at Percy a wide grin brightening up his features. He jumped up off the bed and walked over to Percy's bed, and climbed on sitting opposite Percy in a crossed-legged position and began talking.
"Well my favourite position is keeper, there was this one match I played where."
-------------------------------
". So then right this quaffle is just shooting straight at me so fast you wouldn't believe but I caught it anyway, it was so cool."
Percy looked up at the ecstatic 17 year old sitting crossed legged on his bed in front of him.
"I don't believe it" Percy groaned mock angrily "not even sex will shut you up about bloody Quidditch".
Oliver burst out laughing pulling himself up onto all fours and crawling up the bed to straddle Percy.
"I seem to remember you saying you liked listening"
"Yes well I have since found much more enjoyable things you can do with your mouth" Percy countered with a grin pulling the other boy down to meet his lips.