On Halloween morning Percy went out to the Owlery to send the treats he had bought for his parents and Ginny. He walked back towards the castle and took a detour to the Quidditch field to give Fred and George some sweets as well because he had bought a lot that day at Honeydukes and he was certain he wouldn't finish them all.

"George! Fred! Come down here!" Percy called to them. As they landed on the ground he tossed them each a couple strips of licorice wands a box of chocolate frogs that he pulled from a paper bag he was carrying.

"What's this for?" Fred and George asked.

"Just happened to have extra. If you see Ron, share with him." Percy said and turned around to head back to the castle. He wanted to head to the library to get the book that Professor Quirrell had agreed to let him check out of the Restricted Section. However, on his way back he ran into Oliver Wood.

"Morning." Percy said.

"Morning." Oliver said. He was carrying his broom.

"I went to Professor Quirrell's to ask him if he would give me extra time to turn in the essay but he was nowhere to be found." Oliver confessed.

"You haven't finished your essay? Oliver, why didn't you tell me? We could've worked on it at the Three Broomsticks."

"Must'a sliped my mind." Oliver said. Percy looked at him in disbelief. How can someone be so thick?

"Well, if you got time I can help you finish tonight. Here take this." Percy said reaching into his paper bag and pulling out a chocolate. Percy was horrified when the chocolate he pulled out was unmistakably a chocolate heart. A spell made the heart beat as if it was real one.

"Er…thanks," Oliver said taking the chocolate from him and read the description, "Witches and wizards known to have been in love have inspired these chocolate hearts. This edition: Helena Ravenclaw and the Baron of Slytherin. (He read an annotation on the card.) Better known as The Grey Lady and the Bloody Baron at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"You're joking!" Percy said amazed. "What happened?" Oliver was reading on silently.

"When Helena didn't return his affections…he murdered her. And then immediately committed suicide." Oliver said grimly and looked up.

"That's a pity." Percy said. Oliver nodded and then retrieved the chocolate heart from its packet. He held it in his hand for a little bit admiring the fact that it was magically beating. Then he broke it into two pieces directly down the middle. The heart stopped beating.

"Here, you have some too." Oliver said as he handed Percy the left side of the heart. He didn't eat it though; instead, he tossed in the bag.

"I better take off." Percy said.

"Stay a bit." Oliver said grinning. Percy looked at him suspiciously. He was definitely up to something.

"And do what?" he asked a bit defensively.

"Watch us." Oliver said with fake innocence.

"Sounds like a great time but I really must be going." he said and turned to leave but Oliver grabbed his arm.

"Stay right where you are." he said and ran out to the Quidditch field. Percy watched as he mounted his broom and flew into the air calling Fred and George into a meeting. Looking straight up he could see the twins and Oliver occasionally looking down at him. They were up to no good.

"Well I'll be taking my leave!" Percy called out to them. Suddenly the three dispersed! It happened so quickly that Percy didn't know who to follow. He settled his attention on his twin brothers who had taken a dramatic nosedive and were headed straight towards him. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at them.

"Imped-!"

"Expelliarmus!" Oliver's voice came from somewhere. Percy's wand flew out of his hand before he could finish casting. So, Percy thought, the lessons are working. Then the boys swooped down on either side of him lifting him off the ground from both arms. They raised him 20 feet into the air.

"You're in so much trouble!" cried Percy.

"Ok drop him!" he heard Oliver's voice from beneath.

"Boys, if you drop me I swear I'll- gah!" he began but was suddenly falling. This was it. He was done for. Murdered by his two brothers who were prompted by their Quidditch captain.

Percy was bracing himself for the pain of a broken bone when he landed perfectly on a broom behind someone. It was Oliver. He turned around to give Percy a quick smile.

"Hello." Oliver said before flying up higher towards the goal posts.

"What're yah doing!" Percy yelled.

"Satisfying your burning desire to be a keeper!" Oliver yelled back at him. He was chuckling to himself. Percy tightly wrapped his arms around Oliver. The team kept throwing quaffles towards them and despite having Percy clinging to him, Oliver didn't let a single one in.

Percy was somewhere else. He was lost in his own thoughts and mesmerized by the scent that radiated off of Oliver. Pine tree and the slight suggestion of cologne. He inhaled deeply every time he was sure it wasn't going to be noticeable. Satisfying your burning desire. Unbeknownst to Oliver, he was satisfying Percy in an entirely different way.

The physical contact was too much for Percy to handle. He wanted nothing more than stay this way forever, with his hands around Oliver, but he knew it would come to an end. He was also terrified that he would get an erection. Oliver would feel that for sure and ask questions. At the rate Percy was directing attention to the way his groin rubbed on Oliver's arse, he wasn't far off from getting hard. He took one last deep breathe before he was snapped back into reality.

"You okay, mate?" came Oliver's voice. Percy realized that his face was now buried in Oliver's back. It had been only 7 minutes since their lift off.

"I need to go." Percy said with a voice that suggested masked sorrow.

"Alright." Oliver said and they began descending. Once on the ground Percy dismounted the broom.

"Oi! But we were having so much fun!" yelled Fred.

"'Nother round brother? Maybe you'd like to ride with me and knock Bludgers at people!" George joked.

"See ya, mate." Oliver said laughing and ascended back to his teammates.

As Percy walked back to the castle couldn't believe their audacity.

"I'm a prefect." he said angrily to himself. He thought about what had just happened. They didn't mean any harm; they were just being their usual selves. But he was angry because when he was up in the air, clinging to Oliver, he had realized something. Something that he had tried to deny since the beginning of the term.

In the air the scent had been too real, and the contact left him desperate for more. No, there was no denying it now. This was more than fancying someone. This was deep, accidental love. The kind of love that kept someone awake at night and took control of his or her day.

He didn't want to be in love. It angered him and yet it was also exciting. He realized that Oliver was the boy he wanted to give everything to. His love. His life. This was the boy that Percy wanted to lose his virginity to, for he desired to make love to no one else, except with that boy.

Percy reached into the paper bag for the left side of the chocolate heart that Oliver had given him. It was broken and had begun to melt. The spell that made it throb had been broken and it no longer moved. Without warning an eerie cloud ascended over the castle making everything seem instantly gloomy. For the first time, since he had stepped on the ground, Percy was paying attention to his surroundings and could feel a slight breeze.

He sighed. Is my heart going to survive?