"Percy! Are you alright? I got your Owl" Bonnie was moving towards him with a bag as soon as he was out of the elevator. Oliver had either done two things, beaten the poor young man or... He smiled, giving a nod then guided her towards her desk. He put his cloak and jacket away, dropped his briefcase next to his desk and walked back into Bonnie's office with a blush. A large purple splodge that spread half way up his neck from his collar bone was visible behind his shirt collar. Bonnie burst into laughter, sinking out of her seat as she howled for a few moments.
"Oh, Percy! What will people say?" She gasped playfully, shaking her head before putting the bag on the desk and beckoned him over. She pushed him into her chair and pulled it so he faced her, pulling several plastic items from her bag. "Ack, I can't use make up because it will cover your freckles and it will be too obvious" She went through the bag, glancing momentarily at his outfit of black trousers with thin white pinstripes and a dark grey shirt, blue tie to match his eyes and sleeves rolled up as usual. She bit her lip.
"Ahha!" She pulled a bit peice of blue fabric out of her bag and unknotted his tie. She slipped it from around his neck and held the two fabrics together, casting a quick spell to change make the two match. She then dropped the tie onto his lap before moving behind him to tie the fabric, which he now identified as silk, around his neck, pushing and pulling at it for a moment before patting his shoulder.
"Voila!" He moved over towards the mirror and smiled. It did the job at least.
"If people didn't think I was gay before, I most certainly do look it now" She cast him an apologetic look as he wrapped the tie around his hand then went into his office.
He came out a few moments later, a small bouquet of lilies in his hands. She watched him in confusion for a moment, receiving them with a tilted head. "We er.. wanted to thank you so.." She smiled, quickly conjuring a vase and putting them in before hugging the blushing man tightly.
"They're beautiful, thank you. I take it a certain quidditch player got hungry for a little more then chocolate frogs on Saturday" She snickered as his blush grew.
"Well.. kind of... he started it on the Saturday when we a little... pissed out of our heads... then things started to erm..." He cleared his throat "Get a little steamy and he pulled back". Bonnie looked horrified and a little confused. She was too busy listening to hear the lift ping and see Rita Skeeter exit, a scroll and quill already writing things behind her.
"He pulled back, kissed me again, but still stopped it. Said we needed to talk things over" Bonnie urged him on. "So I got a letter the next morning asking me over to his place. I went and there was this guy there, I was a bit worried at first, thought it could be his boyfriend or something but it turned out it was that guy that sprained his groin, Jesse Jackson. Oliver told him to get out and we started talking.. He said you have good taste in clothing by the way" Bonnie smirked as if to say 'I know' at that, Percy chuckled before going on.
"Then we just stood there for a while, just rocking backwards and forwards before.." He trailed off with a brighter blush but a look of pure happiness "He said he wanted me as a friend, I thought that was all at first but then he said he wanted me as more too and he wanted to take it slow, make it all last". Bonnie broke out into a grin, leaning forwards, she wrapped her fingers around Percy's wrist, squeezing.
"Told you so, didn't I? Told you he liked you" Percy nodded, she noticed he was simply glowing.
"Yeah, you did. I think Ol wants to thank you later" His eyes were cast on their hands and he took hers in his, grinning up at her. What he saw on her face though was a look of complete horror.
"Oh no.." Her voice was soft and he turned to where her eyes were focused, drawing in a breath. Oh bloody hell.
"Miss Skeeter!" Rita smirked at him.
"Oh, there's nothing between Mr Wood and Myself, Miss Skeeter, we shared a room for seven years but there was no feelings in it, non at all, Miss Skeeter" The bottle blonde let out a hoarse laugh and Percy winced, a cold weight settling in his stomach.
"Things were.. there's been developments since then, Miss Skeeter. Now I trust your next article or two will not have mention of Mr Wood or myself" He glared at her.
"You can count that it will Mr Weasley. I'm sure many witches and wizards would love to know that Quidditch's most famed player of the current time is dating the fastest rising Ministry Worker who looks set to be Minister by the age of what? 30" She smirked and Bonnie stood up.
"Miss Skeeter, that isn't fair! You.."
"Nothing's fair in love and war, my dear girl" She cackled, making Percy and Bonnie wince.
"You have no right to Publish that in an article! I was a private conversation!"
"Ah, but that's the point of gossip, isn't it?" Bonnie shot a worried look at Percy.
"Hmm, I wonder what Mr Wood has to say about this new 'development'? Tootles!" Rita apparated out of the corridor with a cackle and Percy let out a soft groan.
"I'm sure everything will be ok, Percy.. Oliver seems like a nice enough guy. He won't let it affect him.. I doubt anyone would really care anyways" Bonnie tried to console him but he just offered her a grin smile and trudged to his office, shoulders sagged with the air of a defeated man.
"Excuse me! Excuse me! May I have your attention" Jesse Jackson cleared his throat whilst the team were changing after a morning practice, smirk on his features as he eyed Oliver for a moment. The group turned to him and Oliver made an attempt to knock him off the bench he was stood on but was restrained by D'Arcy, stupid Tom.
"Guess what! I've met Oliver's 'Red'. Handsome bloke he is too, hey now Oliver, Darlin'. Get that fine arse of yours back over here so we can rag you for a while" He chuckled sadistically as Tom pulled Oliver away from the door, the rest of the team laughing. "As I was saying, met the guy yesterday, and blimey, his hair really is red, curly.. He's all freckly too.. Called Percy Weasley, nice bloke. I'd have probably tried it on with him if Oliver hadn't so rudely kicked me out!" He shot a playful glare at Oliver, the team laughing at the sandy blonde seeker who was always joking about being gay. With a grumble, Oliver elbowed him off the bench.
"What's this guy like then, Ollie?" Luke Pucey eyed him with interest, green eyes sparkling with the same mischief as Jesse's. Oliver growled and stood up, moving over towards the door only to be pulled back by Tom again.
"Where'd you meet?"
"Is he your age?"
"When do the rest of us meet him? Is he coming out with us after the match Friday?"
"Is he a keeper, Ollie?" That one got snickers.
Oliver growled slightly and sat himself down, a half naked Jesse who was wearing only a pair of jeans slung an arm around his shoulder.
"Fine! He's the third oldest of seven children, determined, stubborn, slender but bloody gorgeous. I went to Hogwarts with him and he was in the same year as Luke's brother and me. I'm not sure when the rest of you are going to meet him, I've not asked him about the post-match pup crawl yet and I bloody well hope he is a keeper. Satisfied?" Oliver looked at them, all stood with amused faces. Jenny threw her arms around him, always the mother hen of the group.
"We're sorry, Oliver, we're just interested in who has you playing so well. He sounds nice" She eyed the other's for a moment and they all made sounds of agreement before straying off to their lockers to finish getting changed. "Now you get going, and ask him about Friday" He nodded as she pulled away and grabbed his bag, moving towards the door.
"Oh, and Oliver..." He turned to look warily at Tom who was bent over a bench, black hair hiding his blue eyes "You've got a scratch across the back of your neck, you two been doing the hanky panky?" He burst into laughter as Oliver clapped a hand to he back of his neck, cheeks reddening.
"Sod off" He bit out
"Oh?"
"Don't tell me your new baby girl did that, Ollie" Jesse smirked, tip of his tongue poking out between his lips
"Actually she did. I'm changing her name to shredder" Oliver huffed stomping out. Jesse broke into laugher, the rest of the team looking at him.
"I gave them a cat" Jesse grinned, reaching into his bag to hold out a moving picture he'd had Miranda take the previous day. Photo-Oliver was bright red and bewildered whilst Jesse was holding out a tabby kitten, a wide grin on his face. Percy was stood near Oliver with a small smile. "I named her Kit" The others shook their heads, laughing at the sandy haired man.
Author's Notes: Tada! Not the best of chapters, I know. Anywho, here it is, got to start writing a bit more for this actually.
