daphne greengrass x oliver wood for the hogwarts challenge bc i am t r a s h
this is for the @slytherdornet and @hprarepairnet hogwarts challenge!
daphne was convinced that she needed to return to hogwarts for her eighth year by her sister.
now that they were both disowned, they didn’t have much of a choice unless they wanted to live on the streets.
they had to finish their education.
and daphne wanted to make-up for all those years she was mean to her by being there for astoria in-person.
but not only did daphne want to be there to repair her relationship, she also wanted to be there to pursue her true dream.
she wanted to be a chaser on the slytherin quidditch team.
she wasn’t allowed to try out all the years prior, because her parents claimed that quidditch was not a woman’s sport.
now that they were gone and their influence didn’t matter, daphne wanted to prove them wrong.
so here she was at try-outs as an eighth year with no previous quidditch experience.
but to everyone’s surprise, she made the team, and she was good.
it was natural to her.
about a month into school, daphne was walking out to the quidditch pitch when pansy caught up to her and linked their arms together.
“what’s up, pans?” she asked.
pansy was catching her breath from running down the hill, but she finally spoke.
“i heard some great news about your practice today,” she told her, “i had to come and see him for myself.”
daphne perked her left brow in confusion.
“what are you talking about?”
pansy smirked.
“apparently, oliver wood is taking time from his busy schedule to try and recruit graduating students for professional league teams next year. tracey told me that he has gotten hot. naturally, i’m curious.”
daphne rolled her eyes.
“please don’t distract him with that push-up bra you’re wearing. i truly want to make one of the league teams.”
“don’t worry, daph. i’m here to help.”
they reached the stands and pansy winked as she made it to the bleachers.
daphne approached blaise on the field and asked, “so where is he?”
blaise jutted his head to the left.
oliver wood was leaning against one of the stands with a clipboard in hand.
he was nothing like he used to be. hell, now he was hot.
he was muscular, and he had a five o’clock shadow that made him look rugged.
daphne gulped.
“please try to not be distracted today, greengrass,” blaise drawled, “i would like to potentially get an offer to play on a team next year, even if i don’t take it.”
daphne rolled her eyes again as she mounted her broom.
she would be lying to herself if she said that practice didn’t go exceptionally well.
it was probably because she was purposely trying to show off, but as she landed, everyone on her team praised her, including blaise.
“great job today, greengrass,” he told her, “play like that this weekend when we are up against gryffindor.”
daphne smiled and was about to respond, but oliver walked up and interrupted her.
“she better not,” oliver teased, “gryffindor still needs to win.”
blaise rolled his eyes and walked off the field with the rest of their team, but daphne stayed put.
“you did very well today, ms. greengrass. i’ll have to inform my captain that you appear to have a very promising talent.”
“well, thank you, mr. wood,” she teased, “i will have to inform my parents that they were wrong about me then. i suppose i will be hearing from you?”
unexpectedly, oliver turned beet red and started sputtering.
“i mean-, uh, yeah, if you want me to. i uh-, wasn’t expecting that.”
daphne furrowed her brows from confusion, but then it clicked.
he thought she was hitting on him.
a grin spread out across her face, “i meant i would be hearing from you about joining a league next year. but i’m not opposed of hearing from you in other fashions.”
before he could respond, she started to walk back towards pansy and winked back at him.
“owl me!” she called back.
once she reached pansy, she turned around to see oliver still standing there looking shocked and confused.
pansy linked there arms together again as they started to walk away, “what the hell did you say to him?” pansy whispered, “it looks like he saw a ghost, and i don’t mean the blood baron.”
daphne smirked, “oh nothing,” she said innocently, “he just saw his future.”
