Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Der. If I did, I would be rich.
Seeing as I'm not... um... I don't own Harry Potter. Yeah.
(A/N, pre-writing: I think it's going to be hard to write this one... I'm going to try and not jump at the screen, attacking the words "Oliver in the shower"... Ahem. Portuchy moment...)
**Dedicated to Jeffy, who WILL be back tomorrow... it's only a day away**
CHAPTER ONE
PART ONE
Oliver Wood sighed and turned on the hot water in the shower. Various thoughts ran through his mind as the water poured down his back.
We've never lost a match like this before...
How could we lose to Hufflepuff?
I should have known, it's all my fault...
He sat down on the cold tile, holding his head in his hands. He hardly even noticed the boy walk in and stop in front of him.
"Sad match that was, today."
Oliver looked up. The boy standing in front of him was Draco Malfoy.
"Go away, you blonde git. I know the match was bad. I don't need to hear it from you."
Malfoy chuckled and started walking into the next stall, removing his robes from his shoulders. Oliver didn't even have to try to not watch him, he was trying to figure out how he could still salvage the Quidditch Cup.
"If we win against Ravenclaw... and Hufflepuff loses to Slytherin... then, wait, damnit..." he was muttering under his breath. Malfoy appeared next to the wall separating the two stalls.
"You really shouldn't talk to yourself like that. People might start talking about you."
Oliver looked up.
Damn, he thought, Malfoy's got a nice...
WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING?
"Didn't I tell you to go away?" he yelled. Malfoy shrugged.
"Could you pass me some soap? This stall doesn't have any," he said. Oliver stood up and chucked a bar of soap at Malfoy's head, but missed by a good two feet.
"Damn!" he shouted. "I can't do anything right!" Malfoy shrugged and walked towards the soap. Oliver quickly averted his eyes as Malfoy bent over, but, still the thought of Malfoy's firmly toned body remained in his mind.
What's happening to me?
Oliver turned the water off, dried, dressed, and walked out the door.
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End of part one of chapter one... simply because I have to comment...
"Malfoy's firmly toned body"... HAHAHA, I couldn't write that without laughing! Whoot! Thanks to my marfy "wife" Chelsea for.. reading it! And not saying it was the most horrible thing she's ever read! LURVE YOU, CHELS!
*ahem*
Anyway.
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PART TWO
Oliver sat in the Great Hall at dinner, absentmindedly poking his food with his fork.
"Come on, Ols, it wasn't that bad... it could have been worse," Angelina said, hoping to cheer Oliver up.
"What? Oh, oh, no, it's not that... exactly... sort of..." Oliver sighed.
"Oh?" Katie asked, raising an eyebrow. "What is it, then? Have you found another woman?" She asked under her breath. Everyone knew that Oliver and Katie had been dating for quite some time now, even though they liked to pretend they weren't.
"No," he stated shortly. Katie shrugged and started talking to Alicia.
Not exactly... maybe I... God, I couldn't...
"Hey, Wood," an icy voice said. Oliver looked up. It was Malfoy.
"What do you want?" Oliver was sure his face was turning red.
"You forgot your book in the showers." Everyone within hearing range stopped eating and stared. Oliver grabbed Quidditch Through The Ages from Malfoy's pale hands.
"Er... thanks... yeah..." Oliver sputtered. Malfoy turned on his heel and left.
"Oliver," said Katie, "What... what was that?"
"That was Malfoy. You know, Slytherin Seeker?"
"I know who it was, Oliver. I just... the showers?"
"I was in the showers. I was in the showers, and so was he..." Many girls started giggling. "Oh, God, you're all such perverts!" Oliver yelled, getting up from the table. "NOTHING HAPPENED! NOTHING!"
"Oliver... Oliver, I never..." Katie called after him. She then realised that it was hopeless, there was no talkingto Oliver when he was in a mood like this.
"Ew," she heard someone say. She looked around, and she saw that Ron had twisted his face up.
"Do you have a problem?" Katie asked him.
"Malfoy... in the showers. That's just... wrong."
************** End of Chapter 1
Um, I never said it was going to be good...! Heh. Review anyway. Because it makes me feel special.
(A/N, pre-writing: I think it's going to be hard to write this one... I'm going to try and not jump at the screen, attacking the words "Oliver in the shower"... Ahem. Portuchy moment...)
**Dedicated to Jeffy, who WILL be back tomorrow... it's only a day away**
CHAPTER ONE
PART ONE
Oliver Wood sighed and turned on the hot water in the shower. Various thoughts ran through his mind as the water poured down his back.
We've never lost a match like this before...
How could we lose to Hufflepuff?
I should have known, it's all my fault...
He sat down on the cold tile, holding his head in his hands. He hardly even noticed the boy walk in and stop in front of him.
"Sad match that was, today."
Oliver looked up. The boy standing in front of him was Draco Malfoy.
"Go away, you blonde git. I know the match was bad. I don't need to hear it from you."
Malfoy chuckled and started walking into the next stall, removing his robes from his shoulders. Oliver didn't even have to try to not watch him, he was trying to figure out how he could still salvage the Quidditch Cup.
"If we win against Ravenclaw... and Hufflepuff loses to Slytherin... then, wait, damnit..." he was muttering under his breath. Malfoy appeared next to the wall separating the two stalls.
"You really shouldn't talk to yourself like that. People might start talking about you."
Oliver looked up.
Damn, he thought, Malfoy's got a nice...
WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING?
"Didn't I tell you to go away?" he yelled. Malfoy shrugged.
"Could you pass me some soap? This stall doesn't have any," he said. Oliver stood up and chucked a bar of soap at Malfoy's head, but missed by a good two feet.
"Damn!" he shouted. "I can't do anything right!" Malfoy shrugged and walked towards the soap. Oliver quickly averted his eyes as Malfoy bent over, but, still the thought of Malfoy's firmly toned body remained in his mind.
What's happening to me?
Oliver turned the water off, dried, dressed, and walked out the door.
**************
End of part one of chapter one... simply because I have to comment...
"Malfoy's firmly toned body"... HAHAHA, I couldn't write that without laughing! Whoot! Thanks to my marfy "wife" Chelsea for.. reading it! And not saying it was the most horrible thing she's ever read! LURVE YOU, CHELS!
*ahem*
Anyway.
**************
PART TWO
Oliver sat in the Great Hall at dinner, absentmindedly poking his food with his fork.
"Come on, Ols, it wasn't that bad... it could have been worse," Angelina said, hoping to cheer Oliver up.
"What? Oh, oh, no, it's not that... exactly... sort of..." Oliver sighed.
"Oh?" Katie asked, raising an eyebrow. "What is it, then? Have you found another woman?" She asked under her breath. Everyone knew that Oliver and Katie had been dating for quite some time now, even though they liked to pretend they weren't.
"No," he stated shortly. Katie shrugged and started talking to Alicia.
Not exactly... maybe I... God, I couldn't...
"Hey, Wood," an icy voice said. Oliver looked up. It was Malfoy.
"What do you want?" Oliver was sure his face was turning red.
"You forgot your book in the showers." Everyone within hearing range stopped eating and stared. Oliver grabbed Quidditch Through The Ages from Malfoy's pale hands.
"Er... thanks... yeah..." Oliver sputtered. Malfoy turned on his heel and left.
"Oliver," said Katie, "What... what was that?"
"That was Malfoy. You know, Slytherin Seeker?"
"I know who it was, Oliver. I just... the showers?"
"I was in the showers. I was in the showers, and so was he..." Many girls started giggling. "Oh, God, you're all such perverts!" Oliver yelled, getting up from the table. "NOTHING HAPPENED! NOTHING!"
"Oliver... Oliver, I never..." Katie called after him. She then realised that it was hopeless, there was no talkingto Oliver when he was in a mood like this.
"Ew," she heard someone say. She looked around, and she saw that Ron had twisted his face up.
"Do you have a problem?" Katie asked him.
"Malfoy... in the showers. That's just... wrong."
************** End of Chapter 1
Um, I never said it was going to be good...! Heh. Review anyway. Because it makes me feel special.