Harry Potter One-shots

Oliver Wood- One of those days

Oliver Wood 

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Word count: 566 words

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"I'm in the kitchen" you heard Oliver yell as you walked into your shared apartment. You kicked your shoes off and set your jacket on its hook. You dropped your bag, not caring where it landed. You set your keys on the table by the door and started walking towards the kitchen.

Oliver walked out of the kitchen to meet you wherever you were at. His smile immediately turned to a frown when he saw your face. Eyes puffy from crying. Cheeks slightly still wet from the tears you had been shedding.

He looked at you for a moment before opening his arms wide. He smiled softly, full of sympathy, and motioned for you to come into his arms. You walked over feeling completely defeated from the day. You fell into his arms, body relaxing into his. Like a missing puzzle piece, fitting perfectly in one another.

He wrapped his arms around you and swayed slightly. Back and forth, creating a calming motion. You took deep breath after deep breath. Trying not to cry again, being unsuccessful tho. You broke down, from trying to keep it together all day.

When Oliver felt your body shake slightly as you cry and his shirt began to get damper and damper he decided to move you two to the living room couch. You were so focused on trying to stop crying you didn't realize that Oliver was slowly moving you two. Step by step he moved you closer to the couch.

Gently he pulled away and sat down and then motioned you to follow him. You sat down next to him and rested your head on his shoulder. You two spent a good 15 minutes staring at the fire in the fireplace. You slowly allowed your breathing to regulate and allow your body to fully relax in the safety you feel in Oliver's arms. His arms feel like home, a home where you always want to be.

After about fifteen minutes you wipe your eyes gently and sit up. Turning your body to face him you touched his cheek with your hand, softly. He looked at you with his loving brown eyes and had a small smile

" I'm sorry. You probably had things you wanted to do tonight. Im fine, you can go back to what you were doing" you say quietly, just above a whisper.

Oliver sighs at your comment, knowing you don't mean to make him sound like a husband who doesn't care, just that you don't want him to fuss over you.

"Sweetheart, you know you are the most important thing to me. I even said it in our vows. I said, in front of all our friends, that I love you more than quidditch" he says with a smile forming at the end.

You laughed quietly at his comment, knowing full well it was true. Oliver laughed with you, smiling at the fact that he was able to make you smile. His absolute favorite thing. He always prided himself on making you laugh, especially during your Hogwarts days.

He continued after both of yours laughter died down, " did anything happen today that I can help with or just one of those days?"

You sighed and grabbed his hand and held it in yours. Turning to face the fire again you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Just one of those days" you reply.