A/N: These characters don't belong to me. Duh. This is a little ficlet I wrote one night while watching cartoons. The idea actually came from my (very British) English professor, who has taken a liking to Draco/Harry slash. Thanks to xixie for beta reading.
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"Percy? I'm home!" Oliver opened the door to their flat, pulling off his heavy outer robe and leaning his racing broom against the coat rack. He began to unbutton his Quidditch practice robes, walking through the small entryway to the living room. "Perce? You home? You wouldn't believe the day I just had. Practice was a total nightmare…" He trailed off as Percy bounded into the room. Oliver watched, amused, as his normally reserved boyfriend jumped over a pile of shopping bags blocking the doorway between the hall and living room and launched himself at his lover. Percy surprised him even more when he placed his lips on Oliver's, drawing him into a fierce, passionate kiss.
Never one to protest a random bit of snogging, Oliver returned the kiss and reached up to run his hands through Percy's thick red hair, twirling the strands between his fingers and pulling the taller man's head even closer. Percy responded eagerly, deepening the kiss and pushing Oliver against the wall, lightly nibbling his earlobes and pressing himself against the burly Quidditch player.
When they finally separated, both wizards were breathing heavily and Percy had a self-satisfied twinkle in his blue eyes.
"Well," Oliver began, taking a deep breath, "that was unexpected."
Percy laced his fingers through Oliver's, pulling him further into the apartment and watching him settle on the couch. "I just thought you deserved a proper welcome home," he explained, grinning winningly. "Fancy a cup of tea?"
Oliver kissed him lightly and returned the smile. "That would be lovely."