Disclaimer: I own this plot and that's about it
Background:
Oliver had been out of school for two years. He was going to try out for the Irish reserve quidditch team. He had wanted to play professional ever since he saw his dad play against England when Oliver was only 3 years old. His father Sean Wood had been the best chaser Scotland ever had. Now it was Oliver's turn to carry on the family tradition.
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It was the first day of tryouts. Oliver did his ritual before the try out. He woke up at 5:57 exactly, ran around the lake (at his family's manor), he drink 2 goblets of pumpkin juice and ate one bowl of lucky charms. (He had grown accustomed to them when he visited the States) Try outs didn't start until 9:30, so Oliver talked to his dad for an hour.
Oliver decided to show up at 9:00 to show respect to the team. He thought he would be the only person there, but there was another girl there. She was 5'7, very slim with long dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. Oliver was going to introduce himself when he saw the last person he wanted to see. Marcus Flint. Ex-captain of Slytherin. He was a very poor sport. He tried to hex Oliver after the first game he lost. (And he was only in second year.)
"Well well if it isn't Oliver Wood." Said Flint "signed any autographs lately, Oh that's right you weren't the star of your team."
Oliver could feel his face getting red. He noticed to pretty girl was watching them. Flint must have noticed too because he continued.
"Have you even got a decent broom yet, you didn't even have a Nimbus 2000 if I do remember correctly."
"Actually Flint I have a Firebolt XRT. Latest model"
"Wood you don't deserve a broom that good. I bet you father spent his lifetime savings on it."
"Actually, It was a present from the Scottish team. They just hired him as the new coach. Since you seem to want to talk about brooms may I ask what you have?"
"You'll just have to see when I get out there."
"You still have the Nimbus 2001 that Malfoy got you, don't you?"
Just then Danny O'Riley (the captain of the Irish national team) came out to greet everyone. He spotted Oliver and Marcus
"Ahhh I see you two know each other."
"Unfortunately" they said through grinned teeth
"Well I suggest you be civil if you plan to play on this team together."
Marcus just glared at Oliver
No if you can stop bickering like girls, Bring your arse over here, get a number and we will start tryouts"
To be continued.
Please r/r
Background:
Oliver had been out of school for two years. He was going to try out for the Irish reserve quidditch team. He had wanted to play professional ever since he saw his dad play against England when Oliver was only 3 years old. His father Sean Wood had been the best chaser Scotland ever had. Now it was Oliver's turn to carry on the family tradition.
~~~~~******~~~~~
It was the first day of tryouts. Oliver did his ritual before the try out. He woke up at 5:57 exactly, ran around the lake (at his family's manor), he drink 2 goblets of pumpkin juice and ate one bowl of lucky charms. (He had grown accustomed to them when he visited the States) Try outs didn't start until 9:30, so Oliver talked to his dad for an hour.
Oliver decided to show up at 9:00 to show respect to the team. He thought he would be the only person there, but there was another girl there. She was 5'7, very slim with long dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. Oliver was going to introduce himself when he saw the last person he wanted to see. Marcus Flint. Ex-captain of Slytherin. He was a very poor sport. He tried to hex Oliver after the first game he lost. (And he was only in second year.)
"Well well if it isn't Oliver Wood." Said Flint "signed any autographs lately, Oh that's right you weren't the star of your team."
Oliver could feel his face getting red. He noticed to pretty girl was watching them. Flint must have noticed too because he continued.
"Have you even got a decent broom yet, you didn't even have a Nimbus 2000 if I do remember correctly."
"Actually Flint I have a Firebolt XRT. Latest model"
"Wood you don't deserve a broom that good. I bet you father spent his lifetime savings on it."
"Actually, It was a present from the Scottish team. They just hired him as the new coach. Since you seem to want to talk about brooms may I ask what you have?"
"You'll just have to see when I get out there."
"You still have the Nimbus 2001 that Malfoy got you, don't you?"
Just then Danny O'Riley (the captain of the Irish national team) came out to greet everyone. He spotted Oliver and Marcus
"Ahhh I see you two know each other."
"Unfortunately" they said through grinned teeth
"Well I suggest you be civil if you plan to play on this team together."
Marcus just glared at Oliver
No if you can stop bickering like girls, Bring your arse over here, get a number and we will start tryouts"
To be continued.
Please r/r