So this is my first fic and I chose to do a Percy Oliver pairing since I feel like it. This is set in the first book so Percy and Oliver are in their 5th year.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned this characters but I don't so yeah go J.K. Rowling

Chapter 1: Anger

It was already approaching February; Percy Weasley has been pretty efficient as usual even with the 5th year strain of O.W.L.S. and him taking all 12 subjects. He was also a prefect for the Gryffindor House giving him extra responsibilities to deal with. He felt right as if on top of the world. So far he's doing great in all of his subjects and is even well-known as "Perfect Prefect Percy", certainly he'll be head boy soon.

There's only one problem in his life, Oliver Wood.

Oliver Wood was Percy's only roommate in Gryffindor since they were the only blokes in their batch who got sorted in the house. By default, he practically became Percy's best mate. Lately though, they haven't talked to each other except in classes. Percy has been too busy with his classes and prefect duty while Oliver with his Quidditch training sessions since he became the captain of the Gryffindor team.

Percy's worried that they are starting to grow apart since they can't even find time to hang out anymore. Fred and George would probably start teasing him again that he doesn't have a social life. If only he could find some free time from his school work…

But fate has other plans to bring them together.

Percy was about to leave early in the dormitories to get started on his long Potions homework when Oliver suddenly stirred from his bed.

"Hey Perce, you're up early as usual" Oliver said groggily.

"And you're awake early that's rare" Percy said.

"I'm not waking up yet." as Oliver fought of a yawn. "Are you busy after class? I need some help with Snape's essay. I didn't understand the last couple lessons and I don't want another Troll rated homework"

"Sure why not. I'm doing it also later. Just meet me in the library okay?" Percy replied.

Oliver nodded and went back to his pillow while Percy walked down the hall.

At around 5 in the afternoon Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet approached Oliver.

"Hey Captain wanna get some last minute practice before the game against Hufflepuff? The pitch is empty and we could get a clearance to use it today." Angelina suggested.

"Er… sure why not, gather the others I'll get the form." Oliver replied as he forgot his meeting with Percy.

Meanwhile Percy was waiting in the library. Not a single ink drop in his parchment as he waited for Oliver so they could do the homework together.

"Where is he?" He muttered impatiently, as he left the library to search for Oliver.

He went back to the common room to look for him there but as he approached the Fat lady he saw Harry Potter holding his Nimbus 2000 running in the other direction which could only mean one thing. Quidditch Practice.

Percy got angry by this thought and stormed into his dormitory and did his homework by himself. He didn't even bother getting dinner as he was too angry to even notice. He even forgot to do his prefect duty which is not normal of him. He wanted to be there when Oliver arrives so he could speak his mind.

At a little past 9 o'clock. Oliver walked in their dormitory, hair still wet from his shower and all. Before he could even notice the red haired boy who was in the room, he heard his loud stern voice with a hint of accusation.

"Where the hell were you after class?" Percy asked as if he didn't know the answer.

"Oh damn. I knew I forgot something. Sorry 'bout that Perce." Oliver said then smiled happily as if it wasn't a big deal.

"And what are you so happy about? If you think I'm going to let you copy my essay and I'll just forget this little incident then you're wrong Wood!"

"Oh c'mon Percy, stop shouting. I said I was sorry didn't I? And besides you should be happy too. With the practice we had today, we're sure to win our match against Hufflepuff next week and we'll be ahead in the house cup." Oliver replied.

"So this is really all about Quidditch and winning isn't it? You can't even apologize properly. I guess I'll have to confiscate your broom. Accio Broom" Percy retorted.

"Hey you can't do that!"

"Oh yes I can Wood. I'm a prefect and I can confiscate this with the valid reason that you practiced up until this late hour knowing that there is a first year in your team and he surpassed his curfew an hour ago. Plus you're neglecting your school work for this extracurricular activity of yours and I have some rights to stop it!" Percy bellowed leaving Oliver a bit dumbfounded.

"C'mon Weasley give it back! Stop abusing your prefect powers! You know that Professor McGonagall is all about us winning this year now that we have a chance with Harry Potter as seeker. Stop being such a stick in the mud" Oliver said trying to reason out with the very angry Weasley.

Percy has surpassed his anger point and tossed the broomstick back to Oliver but before it even reached Oliver's hand it exploded leaving bits and pieces of the Comet littered on the floor.

Percy was surprised but Oliver was flushed with anger.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" Oliver shouted with such intensity it was sure that he woke up the entire Gryffindor Tower.

Percy was still in shock. A part of him was guilty with what he did even if he didn't know how exactly he did it but a part of him was a bit happy with what just happened. The latter won as he spoke up.

"Well I think you deserve it Wood. You could always use some of the school's broomsticks" Percy smirked satisfyingly. "Good Night!" and Percy went back to his bed.

The last thing he saw before closing his curtains was a very grief stricken Oliver trying to collect as many pieces of his old broomstick together.

So there! that's the first chapter guys! I hope you like it. It's pretty short but maybe I'll get it to be longer in the next chapters. Read and Review please XD comment will be appreciated just nothing to excessively harsh okay. I'll bring the next chapter as soon as I can.