Kiss With A Fist ─── Oliver Wood.

Kiss With A Fist.

.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

KISS WITH A FIST.
written by elyse

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best read in times new roman, dark mode.

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❛ aut viam inveniam aut faciam ❜
i will either find a way, or i will make one.

latin proverb
/ hannibal

      ELLE DAVIES HAS LOVED quidditch since the day she was tall enough to sling her tiny little leg over the broomstick handle of her brother's Cleansweep and zoom around her grandmother's tiny living room (and it's saying a lot, considering she's been the same height since she was ten years of age). As the first Davies daughter in over a decade, there was a substantial objection to her obsession with Quidditch ("Eleanor, why can't you enjoy something ladylike for once in your life?"), but Elle doesn't care. The wind sweeping her hair off of her neck, the feeling of being airborne as she flies with the wind behind her, the high she gets from Quidditch is simply enough to fill her up for the rest of her life, so fuck whatever her family thinks, right?