I remember Oliver's last night. He proposed. He told me we would get married June 25 of the next year. By then we would be on the road to eternal happiness. After his proposal we went to his room and he took my virginity. Well I technically took his too. We were both virgins after all! It took so much effort to get Wood's rocks off. Penetration alone was not enough. Once he hit my prostate I came gallons. We were going to get married, but after everything that was happening he thought we should do it once for who knows about tomorrow. Anything could happen and I am glad we did. This was our last night for a while. He was off to Puddlemere tomorrow for a few months. And that night he put the ring on my finger. A simple and masculine platinum band on my left ring finger.
The Quidditch World Cup was fun. I met his parents and we proceeded to make out in his tent. My dad was not extremely happy with me being gay in the least, but it all changed when he met Oliver. Oliver Wood is the son of one of Unspeakables and also he is reserve keeper for Puddlemere. When my dad saw how "famous" Oliver was it lessened the blow, especially because I would be with someone with a lot of fame, unlike most of the girls he once deemed possible wives for me. HE never truly accepted me, but at least he wasn't as mad about me being gay. The whole Harry thing was a disaster. My dad saw Harry checking me out and it was a pure disaster. He pulled me away from them by the hair. And that was until he met Oliver and his parents.
I never did get to see the June 25 fulfilled. I died the day before in the Third Task. One frickin' day. Oliver wished me luck beforehand privately before I entered the maze. And before Harry came back he got disturbing owl post.
On that day I "only" lost Oliver.
But that day Oliver lost his entire family, Ryan, Marcus, and "more importantly" me. The post he did get read,
Wood,
Get to your house ASAP. You must warn your parents as soon as possible. I have heard a few things and it doesn't look too good. Death Eaters are coming after your family. I know this sounds sketchy, but I know many of them. I never became one because of Ryan, Cedric, and most of all you Oliver. We never got along extremely well, but you helped me make up my own mind. Get home and save your parents. Ryan and myself will be there to help. Get there before 7.
Flint.
Oliver has still not moved on. I hope he does soon. I will always be looking after him though. He protected me and loved me as no one else has ever done. But Harry's making his move now and Oliver is slowly catching on. The two both miss me dearly, and hopefully they will be able to find love in each other. So now you have heard my tale, and I can finally Rest In Peace.