Harry Potter imagines!! I will write imagines on any of the characters so please send requests if you want to.
I hope you enjoy reading :)
All credits to Jk Rowling for the characters and most of the story lines💗
Your POV Oliver Wood has been my boyfriend for 2 years. We are both on the Gryffindor quidditch team. He is the team captain and I'm the keeper. This was our last year and last chance to win the quidditch house cup! Oliver is really determined to win. He's that determined that he hasn't spoken to me properly in a while. Well apart from ordering me around. "Y/N! Are you even listening to me?" Oliver exclaimed snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yes Y/N.." "Are you even listening to him?" "I mean..." "How disrespectful of you?" Laughed Fred and George. I honestly couldn't help but let out a small giggle. "I'm being serious Y/N! This is our...my last chance to win the quidditch house cup!" Oliver exclaimed again. "Exactly! Soooo instead of wasting time on a big lecture...why don't we go out on the field and practice our tac tics," I snapped. "I kinda agree with Y/N Oliver," mumbled Harry.
"Right...let's go then."
We'd been practicing for about an hour and the wind and rain started getting harder. As I was moving my hair out of my face, a ball whizzed past me. I stretched my hand out to block it's way but it went through the middle hoop. I heard the twins scream in glory and I couldn't help but smile.
A whistle blew and Oliver came flying towards me on his broom. "What was that Y/N! You wasn't even concentrating!" He yelled at me. " I was just moving my hair out of my face! It's not my fault the wind is so heavy," I replied. "Well next time maybe put your hair up!" "Come on Oliver! It was one ball!" "That one ball can make the opposite team win!" "Well I'm sorry!" I snapped. "You should be! You could be the reason we lose!" I flew to the ground and began to walk away from the pitch. "Come back here! I didn't say practice was over!" I heard Oliver yell. I went to carry on walking but before I could the whole quidditch team was in front of me. I turned around and Oliver landed, blocking the way. "Move," I mumbled. "We can't practice without our keeper!" He yelled. "I'm fed up! Okay! I just want to get dry and go back to the common room!" "We can't win without our Keeper Y/N! We need to practice some more!" "For god sake Oliver! Why is everything about winning!" "It's my last year to win Y/N!" "I understand that Oliver but we haven't even had a normal conversation in weeks! The only time you have actually spoken to me is to order me around on the pitch!" "Maybe we should calm down guys," said Harry. "Shut up Harry!" Yelled Oliver. "Don't you dare tell Harry to shut up! Without Harry we probably wouldn't have won the past quidditch matches! He's the bloody seeker!" "Your just being selfish Y/N! Quidditch is important to me! It's the only thing I ever want in my future!" Yelled Oliver in my face. I stared at him for a second, not quite knowing what to say. "What about me? Do you not want me in your future?" I whispered a tear slipping down my cheek. "Oh no," I heard George or Fred whisper. "No. Y/N I didn't mean that!" Oliver quickly exclaimed panicking. "Do I not matter! Do you not want me in your future!" "Oh come on Y/N! Stop being a fricking drama queen!" "I'm leaving! I'm going inside to warm up!" "You walk off this pitch and your off the team!" With that I turned around and pushed through the other players. I didn't once look back. "Way to go wood!" "Fantastic." "Great decision." I heard the team groan in the distance.
I didn't go back to the common room, instead I went to Professor Mcgonagall's classroom and helped her tidy up.
It was around 10:00pm when I left Mcgonagall's classroom. I headed to the common room and luckily everyone was in bed.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and spin me around. I came face to face with Oliver. "Leave me alone...Wood," I mumbled trying to get out of his grasp. He held me tighter, not letting me go. "I'm really really sorry Y/N. I didn't mean anything I said. I just really want to win the quidditch house cup before I leave Hogwarts. And I definitely want you in my future! I really really do!" He said softly. "I'm sorry to Oliver. I just...I just felt like you were getting fed up of me," I whispered. "I'm sorry I made you feel that way." "It's okay. Let's forget about it." He led me over to the couch and sat me on his knee. I cuddled up to him closely and before I knew it I began to fall asleep. The last thing I remember was Oliver kissing my forehead and whispering I love you.
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NOTES So this is my second imagine in this book and I would just like to know if you enjoy them both so far! I would love it if you could comment on my posts telling me what I could to improve! I'm not bothered if the comments are negative or positive because I would love any feedback! I would like to know if it's to cringe or to obvious about what's going to happen! Also if you could correct me on any spelling or grammatical errors that would be great!
Oh and also just pretend the boy on the pic is oliver wood! Thanks.
