"Wanna bet?" An Oliver Wood x reader (female)

16.- Meeting The Parents

Oliver's P.O.V:
(A/N: Haven't done one of these in a while)

Final day of my fifth year, a year full of ups and downs. My trunk was packed and ready to go, I decided I could do one last lonely Quidditch game, but it wasn't so lonely. Y/N was there chasing the snitch around, the wind brushing against her H/C hair, sure it made it even more messy but that's just part of her natural quidditch beauty. We were now on better terms but that still didn't change the fact that there was tension between us, she tried pretending there wasn't (and so did I) but it's hard to ignore. But I had to if I wanted to keep her at least as a friend.
I shook all those thoughts out of my head and grabbed the quaffle flying upwards. "Oi L/N!" She grabbed the snitch quickly before turning her attention back to me, she looked at the quaffle under my arm. "Sorry for invading your practice time" She started to dive lower. "I'll just go" I flew down after her. "Wait!" She stopped just before the ground. "I was actually going to ask if you wanted to practice with me" She raised an keeping a laugh in. "Wood I'm a seeker you're a keeper how-" I smirked . "Certainly am" I winked at her and she burst out laughing, while she flew back towards me. "I'm only doing that because that pun was hilarious" I threw her the quaffle and she caught it. "Wouldn't have it any other way" I quickly zoomed towards the goal posts just in time to catch the quaffle that was threatening to go in. I threw it back at her and she barley caught it. "Where's the chaser spirit L/N" She hugged in playful annoyance. "I'm a seeker! Not a bloody chaser!" She zoomed towards me and threw the quaffle but I caught it once more. "You're a captain you need to know how to play all positions" She grabbed the quaffle out of my hands and zoomed back ready to send the quaffle my way. She was barley a blur as she came for me and the quaffle zoomed right past my ear. I raced after the quaffle and flew back up to guard the goalposts. "I do know but that doesn't mean that I'm good at it" I scoffed and she managed to hear me. "Oh sure mr. I lost the house cup to a newbie captain" My grip tightened, she had just hit a nerve, she smirked. "Did I hit a nerve Wood?" I readied myself, if she wanted a challenge she would get one. "You'll see L/N" Her smirk grew even wider as she flew towards me.
I blocked her goal, and she flew back laughing while I was still mad. "How about a bet Wood?" Her smirk was annoying me but at the same time giving me the urge to kiss her. "What's the catch?" She fiddled with the quaffle. "5 goal attempts, if you block more than I can score I buy you a butterbeer. But if I score more than you can block you buy me a butterbeer" That wasn't really a punishment for her, so I pulled a Weasley. "How about you win I buy you a butterbeer, I win we play a match with our friends and you let me score 30 points" Her smirk faded, but then slowly returned. "Fine" She didn't even wait for me to prepare myself and threw the quaffle, which I barley caught, I threw it back. "Nice try" She cracked her neck. "And it has begun".

In the end we were 2-2, how did she manage to get past me twice I had no clue. She flew towards me ready to throw the quaffle but instead she slowed down last minute right next to me and grabbed my neck pulling me towards her, our breaths mixing, lips almost touching and at the last second she pulled away cheering. That's when I noticed she managed to get the quaffle in. "That's cheating" She smirked flying back down. "You never said that I needed to play according to the rules" I flew down and stood next to her. "I thought-" She placed a finger over my lips shutting me up instantly. "No buts. I won you owe me a butterbeer" She took her finger off my lips leaving me speechless. "I-well-um when are you free?" She started walking away turning back while biting her lip. "I'll owl you" I looked at the ground trying to not look creepy by staring at her. "You don't have an owl" She started jogging backwards while yelling to me. "I'll just use Apollo" Even my owl had a better connection with her than me. By the time I wanted to reply she had already vanished, I sighed and grabbed my broom heading back to the common room to take a shower to head home.

Y/N's P.O.V:

Back at the train once more, heading home to see my mom, and boy will she have a blast hearing what happened this year. I sat in a compartment all alone, I lost the group when we boarded the train and I didn't want to go looking around like a lost puppy on the train. So instead I just sat alone until the trolley witch passed by. I ran after her and bumped into someone again, and what a surprise I always bump into the same person, Oliver Wood. "This is getting a little old L/N" I laughed and fiddled with fingers. "Sorry. I'm desperate for some pumpkin pasties" He pulled out a neatly wrapped package with a smile. "Lucky you" He handed me to package but I refused. "Wood I can't accept this I-" He grabbed my hand and placed the package on it. "I'm not taking no for an answer" I sighed knowing it's a lost battle. "Th-thanks Wood" He nodded and I started walking away but he grabbed my wrist. "Y/N wait" I turned to face him. "We need to talk" I took a deep breath. "We're not even dating and I'm still scared of those words coming out of your mouth" He laughed quietly with me. "That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about" I raised an eyebrow and pulled him towards my compartment so we could have a bit more privacy, I lowered the blinds. "Talk" I might've sounded a little harsh but to be fair when I get nervous I started being aggressive. He shifted uncomfortably and we stood in silence for a bit until he finally took a deep breath and got the courage to talk. "Y/N I-I like you a lot-" Just the talk I didn't want to have. "Wood I-" He took a step forward. "I-I know we were onto something and then we'll the whole Alice thing happened and-Y/N I-I want to maybe pick up where we left off, i-if that's alright with you" He had hope in his eyes, and I hated being the one that would have to take it away. "Oliver" He flinched a bit at his hand, I never really called him that out loud and last time I did we kissed for real. "I like you too" The hope in his brown eyes shone brighter as my E/C eyes filled with tears. "But I-I just cant Oliver" Tears started spilling down my cheeks, J felt like the worse human being alive as the hope slowly left his eyes as turning into tears as well. "M-may I ask w-why?" I nodded and softly grabbed his hand trying to console him, rubbing my thumb over his knuckles. "I-I" I broke into tears again and he hugged me, at this point I don't know who was consoling who, I took a deep breath and steadied myself against his chest. "Every time I look at you Oliver I can't get the image of you and Alice out of my mind. I-I know it's not you but I-can't do it" He hugged me tighter and I wrapped my arms around his torso. He kissed the top of my head. "I'll wait for you to be ready" I shook my head that was still pressed against his chest. "Oliver I can't ask you-" "Y/N don't. I get to decide who to date, and I want to date you. If that means I have to wait until we're in the after life then I will" He cupped my cheeks and pulled me away from his chest, wiping my tears away, he then pulled me closer again and kissed the top of my head again, I couldn't even think at that moment, I couldn't even process my actions and next thing I knew I was kissing Oliver, he kissed back, both of us slightly crying but still not wanting to let go. When we finally ran out of breath we both pulled away, resting our foreheads together. "You should probably head back, they'll start to wonder where you've been" He shook his head and pressed another soft kiss on my lips. "They'll be fine if I miss one train ride" I nodded and kissed him again, what took over me I had no clue. Images of Alice kissing him kept flashing into my mind, and I pushed them away with every time he deepened he kiss.