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Percy x Oliver as different flavours of fic tropes

(but it's highly self-indulgent and (maybe) you have to see my vision here)

Jock bf x Nerd bf: Bonus points if there are scenes where Percy tutors Oliver, or where Oliver needs Percy's help studying. Extra bonus points if there's this scene of Percy going to an important quidditch match and wish Oliver good luck for the first time.

Stuck in detention, BUT Percy's there bc he's the one supervising, duh, he'd never be in detention (he'd be, only if it's a fair cause).

they were roommates, omg they were roommates

Childhood-kinda-friends to lovers: The families have known each other since before their children went to Hogwarts. When Percy and Oliver start going to the School together, they become closer (... eventually).

Party games in the common room, you name it: spin the bottle, truth or dare, locked in a closet, etc.

give me that RIVALS/ENEMIES to lovers, i could read it again and again

Fake dating variants:

1. Oliver needs a +1 for this quidditch event

2. Percy needs a +1 for his sibling's wedding

3. They wanted to pretend it as a bet or a joke but... the joke ended up being the feelings they'd been suppressing since Hogwarts

GETTING BACK TOGETHER. They broke up because they were messy af (back then), or because of misunderstandings, or distance. But yeah, getting back together. BONUS POINTS if they act like they don't know each other at first and then the reader starts to SEE THAT, INDEED, THEY DO KNOW EACH OTHER.

Along the same lines... Enemies to friends to lovers to exes to enemies to friends to lovers (sorry) (not sorry).

SPIES. SPIES IN THE ORDER.

"I thought I lost you" but it's Percy and Oliver finally seeing each other and hugging after YEARS of war.

Along the same lines... Bandaging each other's wounds, something they've done through so many years. Before, they were wounds from quidditch practices, stupid falls, reckless flights; now they come from hostile spells and duels that shouldn't happen in the world they were promised when they were little.

STEALING GLANCES. ACROSS THE CLASSROOM, ACROSS THE GREAT HALL, ACROSS THE QUIDDITCH PITCH

Other people assuming they were dating when they clearly are not??? Like????

Oliver teaching Percy muggle things (music, media, objects, technology)

Summers at the Burrow (insert any Sufjan Stevens song for vibes). BONUS POINTS if it's late at night and Percy's heart aches because, oh, the longing, the yearning. He's never considered himself a selfish person but he wants this so, so much, for the first time and it's so scary and awesome and new

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I have to go to sleep BUT my mind keeps insisting on wlw perciver (HEAR ME OUT).

I read on twt about Percy being called Persephone and Oliver being Olivia in this AU and it's sooo cute. I love my girls.

Persephone Weasley, third child in the family, but eldest daughter. Pretty curly red hair, freckles on her cheeks and academic superiority.

Olivia Wood, only child, extrovert and bright. She has a great mind for strategy and it's pretty strong. Brown hair, dark eyes (Persephone gets lost in them) and THAT damn smile because I love clichés.

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Percy "shut your mouth" Weasley and Oliver "do it yourself" Wood

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Percy and Oliver’s first kiss happens, naturally, after a quidditch match.

Gryffindor secures a victory over Ravenclaw after a hard-fought game (not even the semi-final, but it's the first win of the year and the fruit of grueling training sessions).

Oliver runs to the room in the Gryffindor tower where he knows Percy is studying; he knows he likes the quiet that settles in when everyone else is out the building, watching the match. Oliver takes the stairs two at a time and bursts through the door, then blurts out the good news while sweeping Percy up in an exuberant hug. He forces him to his feet and spins him around in the air at least twice.

Percy looks at him with that endearing sort of nonchalance that says I knew you’d win, I don’t know why you doubted it. Oliver smiles back with his characteristic intensity, his gaze passionate, warm, and almost tangible.

"Can I kiss you?" Oliver asks then, in a whisper that threatens to be drowned out by the rising roar of celebration starting up downstairs.

Percy wants to say a lot of things: I think they’re shouting your name downstairs. You should go celebrate with them. Why do you think I want to kiss you? They’ll come looking for you in the room, and that’ll be awkward for everyone. I want to kiss you. I never thought this moment would come.

Instead, however, he says: "I thought you were the type of person who just kisses, without asking first."

Oliver smiles and shrugs, never taking his eyes off Percy’s lips. His smile is infectious and Percy wants to kiss it right off his face.

"I’m more careful with the things that matter most to me," he replies, the subtext clear. You matter to me, I don’t want you to think this is just a kiss born of the excitement of the moment.

Can I kiss you? Will you let me? Would you kiss me back?

When Percy is the one to lean in first, Oliver gets the answer to all those questions.

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the last quiet summer at The Burrow

(Percy and Oliver's holidays before their 7th year at Hogwarts. Percy's parents invite Oliver to stay at The Burrow (as always) and Percy is more and more in love with his best friend).

"Have you ever kissed a boy?"

The question slips out of Percy's mouth before he even realizes it. Oliver shakes his head and, perhaps thinking that the gesture wasn't enough response, mutters aloud, "Never."

They are lying side by side in the fleeting shade of a tree swaying in the wind, a place they had chosen without much discussion after rolling down a nearby hill. After a moment in which Percy almost decides to back away, Oliver returns the question.

"And you? Have you ever... you know?"

The fact that his voice holds no malice whatsoever, only innocent curiosity, makes Percy answer honestly:

"Only once."

Oliver's gaze shifts silently from Percy's blue eyes to the green background surrounding the redhead's curls as if the tall grass wanted to swallow him whole. Percy's heart is beating so hard he feels it would burst from his chest at any moment, because now Oliver is looking at his lips without trying to hide it.

"Would you like to add one more to the list?" Oliver asks, still staring at his lips.

The summer breeze carries the distant laughter of his siblings, who are surely playing several meters away in the Burrow's courtyard. The late afternoon sun illuminates Oliver's hair, bringing out golden highlights that mesmerize Percy.

Sometimes, the redhead wonders why (on Earth) he was sorted in Gryffindor. Sometimes he thinks it was just because he was a Weasley, but sometimes he also finds moments of that much-vaunted bravery.

"I have no problem with adding a few more than one," Percy replies, his gaze also fixed on Oliver's lips.

Percy thought that having dreamed about that moment so many times would let him know what it would really be like, but he was so, so wrong, because reality was so, so much better.

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Percy is tidying his notes in the 6th years bedroom when he hears the door being opened and closed softly. Oliver lies down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. After a few minutes of shared silence, he turns to face Percy with a smile playing on his lips.

"What do you say to going to the Ball with me?" Oliver asks casually.

Percy doesn't look up from his parchment, but he feels the corners of his lips twitch at his friend's question.

"Sounds good, I won't deny it," he replies, continuing to write with his inked quill. Seconds later, he adds, "Didn't you plan on asking the person you like? Did you chicken out?"

Oliver folds his hands in his lap, still watching Percy from the bed.

"Actually... I did ask him."

Percy looks at him, confused. "So, the answer was no?"

The silence stretches on, leaving a feeling of unease in the pit of his stomach, but like a bittersweet kind, almost like anticipating something he doesn't completely know yet, but something he does know he wants.

"He said yes, I think," Oliver replies.

"Ah, did he?"

"Well, he said... it sounded good going to the Ball with me."

Oh.

Wow.

Percy feels his cheeks flush and, no matter how hard he tries to look away from Oliver (who looks so calm, so... soft, how does he do it?), he simply can't stop looking at him.

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I like giving my comfort characters some of the hobbies I enjoy, so... yeah, Percy Weasley knitting and crocheting in his free time.

It's something he inherits from Molly; as a child, he remembers sitting on the sofa watching the sweaters being knitted, each one longer and bigger, more comfortable and warmer.

He likes to read and knit, sitting under a tree in the Burrow's courtyard while he makes a scarf, book covers, decorations for his room... whatever comes to mind.

Knitting and crocheting are his hobbies, but also his love language: Penelope mentions she'd like a new, longer scarf in Ravenclaw colors? The following week, Percy makes her one. Oliver complains that his hands get cold during training? Percy knits him a pair of gloves, heat charm included. Ginny wants new hair accessories? Charlie's birthday is next month? Fred mentions anything about getting a new hat for winter? Percy buys yarn with his savings and reads a book about modern politics in the wizarding world while he knits silently.

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Um. Yeah. I watched a TikTok video about mechanic leg position meanings and all I thought was:

An alternative universe (not necessarily a muggle setting, it can work either way) in which the Weasley's car needs to be fixed and Percy is the only one available to take it to the service technician. And there, OBVIOUSLY, works Oliver Wood.

(If it's in Magic AU, then one of Oliver's parents is a muggle, and Oliver knows his way with cars).

Uh. So. Y'know.