#quidditchfirst

[thewrongsorts--archive]

i’m really out here tryina prove to @pvthoness that i am Not Valid .....

[prodigalpercy]

while his divorce from audrey has been a MUTUAL decision, it still causes wounds. six months have passed, and his newly found freedom has been jarring to say the least. he and audrey had not been intimate in the months leading up to their separation, but they still shared a bed. still spoke to one another. there hadn’t been empty walls and SILENCE. it’s been hard being a bachelor again; it’s hard being alone. coming home to NOTHING. he misses his ex. he misses his daughters. alas... this is the choice he made. 

it’s not like he planned this, but finding oliver wood at the pub PUDDLEMERE UNITED frequented wasn’t exactly a coincidence. “well, look what the bludger slapped in.” percy says, and he smiles at oliver and his teammates. “i’m watching you lot,” he says and points to his before flicking them at the quidditch players’ directions. “your loss to the falmouth falcons was brutal to watch.” he makes it a point to attend games when he came, when work allows him some time off to himself (and he makes a point to show his face in the locker room). “you all better kick arse against the wimbourne wasps, or we’re going to have problems.” he chuckles--he’s playing the role of politician, of schmoozer. but he really only has one thing in mind. “ollie,” he says, turning his attention to his former best friend. “come, let me buy you a drink.” he nods his head to the bar and adjusts his glasses. || @quidditchfirst

[gnostis]

@quidditchfirst liked for a starter !

           ‘ Oliver. ’ Hermione started, surprised to see the familiar face in Quality Quidditch Supplies. She had been there to purchase Harry a gift for Christmas ‘ It’s, ah, good to see you. How are you? ’

[magicfought-blog]

@quidditchfirst  // sc

It was another visit, not that Oliver minded in the slightest. At least, Angelina assumed so with his lonely single life in his strange bachelor pad. She was staying over a night that weekend for a well-deserved break ( being captain was slowly leading to more grey hairs and snapping at her friends — and the realization of how much credit Oliver deserved for his own past leadership ). “You know, you could really use an interior decorator. The color scheme of this place is ALL off.”

[prodigalpercy]

sees @quidditchfirst​ & @protcgo

scurries the fuck away

[dragontamingweasley]

❝ Trust me, I’m a professional. ❞ - Quidditchfirst

shit i say — sentence starters

“A professional athlete. What does it have to do with ..oh I got it.I push you in, everyone screams ‘merlin’s beard it’s Oliver Wood’ and then I escape from the loo window. You’re brilliant” Not really how one ought to navigate Louis’ first birthday nor was it why Charlie asked for Oliver’s advice but things worked out in the end...right?

@quidditchfirst

[dragontamingweasley]

@quidditchfirst  // shippy starter call

“Dragon, dragon, dragon. Fell of a tree, bitten by an angry Ravenclaw-”

Back at school Oliver was the injury prone one (not that his current profession lacked injuries mind due) and yet here Charlie was recounting all the scars on his exposed from rolled up sleeves arm where skin littered with freckles cracked with various scars and burn marks. “They are such little buggers, always trying to bite,claw and burn me-” he fondly mused wondering if Oliver just wanted an excuse to touch him not that the young man needed one. He was here wasn’t he? 

Oliver was smooth, at least compared to Charlie who had no idea how to navigate a date. “I want an honest answer-” he demanded and sat back a little. “Is that why you were constantly in my dorm at unruly hours waking me for Quidditch? Aw, did you have a little crush on me?” he teased fully aware that Oliver genuinely wanted to practice more back then and fully unaware that what was a little teasing remark might hold some truth. “How’s your mum and dad?” 

“I...you can probably tell I don’t do dates much. Or romance. Or this whatever it is-” They spent half an hour talking about Quidditch, it made the date far less intimidating and far less a daunting task. “Be honest does it show-?”

[dragontamingweasley]

@quidditchfirst for the first match

“What a first match eh boyo-?” 

Finally Oliver woke up it was starting to get very concerning the way his small yet toned for a twelve year old frame looked even smaller so limp on the hospital bed. But finally Oliver stirred awake again- yet it done nothing to subdue the feeling of guilt in Charlie’s chest. “Hey buddy-” in a far too cooey tone he addressed him as if addressing a startled cat rather than his keeper.

“Are we okay?”