Title: Student/Teacher Relations
Author: Zan's Girl
Rating: Pg
Summary: Something's happen whether there supposed to or not?
Pairing: Oliver/Draco
Disclaimer: Not mine. Duh or Ginny would be way a main character.
Chapter 1
Something's happen whether you want then to or not! Like when Oliver took the post or flying coach at Hogwarts after madam Hooch's retirement he never fully considered he would have to interact with the older students as well as the younger ones. With Harry in his 6th year and now quidditch captain he talked to him a great deal and gave him lots of advice.
A new policy of Dumbledore's was that the flying coach also had to coach the quidditch teams and organize friendly match's that did not count so the teams could practice more often (to create better inter-house relationships) other houses thought it unfair that the coach was an ex- gryffindor so the headmaster had promised Oliver would devote the same amount of time to each house.
That was how Oliver found himself on a very cold October morning bundled up in his winter robes watching the slytherins cool off after a very tiring practice. He had to admit that if Harry thought winning the cup this year was going to be easy he had another thing coming. Under the new captaincy of the slytherin seeker Draco Malfoy the team was shaping up to be one of the best Oliver had seen in ages (even in the professional leagues) he wasn't even needed at these practices as Malfoy had everything under control. As far as Oliver could tell Malfoy knew more about quidditch rules and plays than he himself did.
So it was a great surprise to him when as practice wound up Malfoy sent the team in ahead of him and walked towards Oliver coming to a stop about 3 meters away from him. Oliver noticed with a start just how attractive Malfoy has grown up to be. His stormy gray eyes held a knowledge beyond there years and his silvery blonde hair which he had let grow out now sat in a short ponytail at the nape of his neck with a few wisps covering the sides of his face. He was slightly tanned and filled out his emerald green uniform very well both results from what Oliver could only guess was hours of practice. As a gay man Oliver could appreciate these things although as a teacher he could never act upon them.
"Er... Sir could I possibly ask you a question?" Malfoy sounded nervous
"Oh course and call me Oliver please, I don't feel like a sir just yet" he quipped pleased to see Malfoy visibly relax.
"Well si...Oliver it's the match on Saturday I really think we could be in with a chance of winning but Ill need to change a player and well that a bit of a problem you see sir as..well you see..." Malfoy stuttered
"Which player is it? And why is it a problem? Is the player a friend or something? Is that's what worrying you?"
"Its me you see I want/need to let someone else be seeker but you see I'm the captain and the captains have to play in the match"
"Why would you possibly want to substitute yourself? Are you hurt in someway?" he asked concern lacing his voice.
"Oh no sir you see I'm not good enough and were playing the gryfindorks I mean gryfindors and I cant lose against saint potter again my pride cant take it, I might have to kill him and I don't fancy being in Azkahban forever."
"Oh course your good enough Draco I've seem you play your fantastic, No I'm sorry you'll have to play if just to show yourself more than anybody, just do the best you can, your one of the best seekers Hogwarts has seen just have faith in yourself. And I always meant to ask someone why do you all call Harry "Saint Potter"?"
"Surely you've noticed that in practically all the teachers eyes he really can do no wrong. It all happened in our first year with the whole Quirrel thing. At the end of year Slytherin has won the house cup and for once we'd earned it and out of the blue Dumbledore gives the 'dorks the exact amount of points they need to win, and for what? being nosy busybodys who cant mind there own business! So we call him Saint Potter now on account of him being so God-like an all, but I don't know why Im even telling you this its partly your fault as it is!"
"How is it my fault?!?!"
"Making him seeker in his first year as if his head wasn't big enough already?"
"McGonagall made me! And I wouldn't have done it otherwise, so I suppose Im sorry alright I didn't realize Slytherins had it so tough" And then Malfoy did something that nearly gave Oliver a hear attack, he stepped forward and leaned over and KISSED Oliver on the cheek his baby smooth skin brushing Oliver's and his soft smooth lips ghosting his cheek .Malfoy drew away looking sheepish then stepped back and turned to walk away not before winking slyly at Oliver and saying
"It doesn't matter what you did in the past Oliver is the decisions you make about the future that affect things, but Thanks anyway, see you later Oliver"
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Author: Zan's Girl
Rating: Pg
Summary: Something's happen whether there supposed to or not?
Pairing: Oliver/Draco
Disclaimer: Not mine. Duh or Ginny would be way a main character.
Chapter 1
Something's happen whether you want then to or not! Like when Oliver took the post or flying coach at Hogwarts after madam Hooch's retirement he never fully considered he would have to interact with the older students as well as the younger ones. With Harry in his 6th year and now quidditch captain he talked to him a great deal and gave him lots of advice.
A new policy of Dumbledore's was that the flying coach also had to coach the quidditch teams and organize friendly match's that did not count so the teams could practice more often (to create better inter-house relationships) other houses thought it unfair that the coach was an ex- gryffindor so the headmaster had promised Oliver would devote the same amount of time to each house.
That was how Oliver found himself on a very cold October morning bundled up in his winter robes watching the slytherins cool off after a very tiring practice. He had to admit that if Harry thought winning the cup this year was going to be easy he had another thing coming. Under the new captaincy of the slytherin seeker Draco Malfoy the team was shaping up to be one of the best Oliver had seen in ages (even in the professional leagues) he wasn't even needed at these practices as Malfoy had everything under control. As far as Oliver could tell Malfoy knew more about quidditch rules and plays than he himself did.
So it was a great surprise to him when as practice wound up Malfoy sent the team in ahead of him and walked towards Oliver coming to a stop about 3 meters away from him. Oliver noticed with a start just how attractive Malfoy has grown up to be. His stormy gray eyes held a knowledge beyond there years and his silvery blonde hair which he had let grow out now sat in a short ponytail at the nape of his neck with a few wisps covering the sides of his face. He was slightly tanned and filled out his emerald green uniform very well both results from what Oliver could only guess was hours of practice. As a gay man Oliver could appreciate these things although as a teacher he could never act upon them.
"Er... Sir could I possibly ask you a question?" Malfoy sounded nervous
"Oh course and call me Oliver please, I don't feel like a sir just yet" he quipped pleased to see Malfoy visibly relax.
"Well si...Oliver it's the match on Saturday I really think we could be in with a chance of winning but Ill need to change a player and well that a bit of a problem you see sir as..well you see..." Malfoy stuttered
"Which player is it? And why is it a problem? Is the player a friend or something? Is that's what worrying you?"
"Its me you see I want/need to let someone else be seeker but you see I'm the captain and the captains have to play in the match"
"Why would you possibly want to substitute yourself? Are you hurt in someway?" he asked concern lacing his voice.
"Oh no sir you see I'm not good enough and were playing the gryfindorks I mean gryfindors and I cant lose against saint potter again my pride cant take it, I might have to kill him and I don't fancy being in Azkahban forever."
"Oh course your good enough Draco I've seem you play your fantastic, No I'm sorry you'll have to play if just to show yourself more than anybody, just do the best you can, your one of the best seekers Hogwarts has seen just have faith in yourself. And I always meant to ask someone why do you all call Harry "Saint Potter"?"
"Surely you've noticed that in practically all the teachers eyes he really can do no wrong. It all happened in our first year with the whole Quirrel thing. At the end of year Slytherin has won the house cup and for once we'd earned it and out of the blue Dumbledore gives the 'dorks the exact amount of points they need to win, and for what? being nosy busybodys who cant mind there own business! So we call him Saint Potter now on account of him being so God-like an all, but I don't know why Im even telling you this its partly your fault as it is!"
"How is it my fault?!?!"
"Making him seeker in his first year as if his head wasn't big enough already?"
"McGonagall made me! And I wouldn't have done it otherwise, so I suppose Im sorry alright I didn't realize Slytherins had it so tough" And then Malfoy did something that nearly gave Oliver a hear attack, he stepped forward and leaned over and KISSED Oliver on the cheek his baby smooth skin brushing Oliver's and his soft smooth lips ghosting his cheek .Malfoy drew away looking sheepish then stepped back and turned to walk away not before winking slyly at Oliver and saying
"It doesn't matter what you did in the past Oliver is the decisions you make about the future that affect things, but Thanks anyway, see you later Oliver"
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