“You’re not going to leap into the fire, are you?” she asked uneasily.
“‘Course not,” he muttered in reply, as though he was more attempting to convince himself of this than her.
Katie wasn’t so keen on the idea of pulling Oliver out of the fireplace, so she edged a bit closer to him, just in case she needed to prevent such an occurrence. She also noticed in that moment that, though he had let go of her hand, their fingertips were still touching.
-Drowning in Defeat by LostMaeblleshire
Your hand cramping yet?
No, what about you cap’n?
I could write these timetables for ages. And uh, would you like to hike your skirt up a little more?
Katie sat shocked at the parchment. Then she realized the itch on her thigh was rather high up. Sending him a half hearted glare, he shrugged his shoulders.
Sure Wood, how high?
Katie smirked as she heard a small choking sound coming from her right.
-Advanced Note Passing by just_giddy (Giddyupgal)
Dear Giant Squid (Mr. Squid),
Thank you so much. If you hadn’t pulled Oliver Wood into the water, then I would’ve never known that he fancied me and we wouldn’t have snogged as much as we have now. ‘Course, all that snogging is going to have to come to an end because he’s graduating…but he promises he’ll wait for me. So thanks a lot, Mr. Squid, if I may call you that. I really owe you. If you can’t read, I’ll be sure to send something down there. What do you like to eat? I’ll just toss some toast in the lake tomorrow.
Much thanks and love,
Katie Bell
-Thank You, Giant Squid by Iamcarterman
“So…you don’t fancy me?” he asked again, baffled.
“I never said anything else,” she repeated. “I’m going to go dry off, Oliver.” She smiled at him and began to walk back to the castle. He watched her, bewildered. “So do you fancy me?” he called after her impatiently.
She suddenly stopped and turned around, walking back toward him. She grinned at him shyly and cheeks flaming, she leaned over and kissed him straight on the lips. Taken aback, he stood there, staring at her with large eyes. Her eyes fluttered open and she withdrew from the chaste kiss, her face red.
“Does that answer your question?” she said smiling slightly. “God, Oliver. You can never take a hint, can you?”
Angelina Johnson watched as Oliver Wood grabbed Katie’s head and pressed his lips against hers. A smug expression crossed her face as she poked her head out from the front doors, staring at the dark figures near the lake. “Told you I could get them snogging,” she said withdrawing her head to stare at an irritated Alicia Spinnet.
-Are You Daft, Oliver Wood? by Iamcarterman
Throwing an arm around Katie’s shoulders and ruffling her hair (she slapped his hand away), Oliver watched with interest as miniature Katie tried to score on his miniature self, who saved the goal with a dive. The tiny Oliver took a victory lap around the hoops, during which time Katie’s figure managed to score twice.
After a moment, the real Katie, the one who was pressed up against Oliver (who wasn’t sure how she had gotten so close), said quietly, “They make quite the team, don’t they?”
-Quite the Team by metro.max
“No, listen. You’re too worried about that game tomorrow. You’re not calm enough to see things the right way.”
“I am not worried.”
“Oliver, I’m two inches from you. I can hear your heart beating.”
“That’s an invasion of my privacy.”
“I didn’t tell you to lie so closely, you just did. If it’s anybody’s privacy that’s being invaded, it’s mine and you’re doing it.”
-Something Beautiful by wonderwall____
“Now let’s think, who is the one person guaranteed to make Oliver forget Quidditch; the only one who can ever get him to actually not think of the team 24/7?” Alicia said, tapping her chin and gazing up in mock thought. All eyes slowly revolved to rest upon Katie.
-A Pleasant Distraction by hockeygirl22
"And Mr. Wood can smell coffee because…" He grinned and locked eyes with Oliver.
"It reminds me of Katie Bell," Oliver finished for him, flushing slightly.
"Whom you—" Snape's eyebrows shot up as he read on.
"Fancy the pants off of, yes," said Oliver, flushing just a bit more. He heard Percy choke to his right as the class laughed.
Snape's lip curled. "Thank you for that… visual, Wood, but I ask that from now on, you keep your metaphors—be they metaphors—to yourself."
It was odd, Oliver thought later as he working on a new potion, how he really had Snape to thank for getting him and Katie together.
He laughed at that.
Snape just docked more points.
-Coffee by metro.max
"Kat? Kat, what are you doing?"
5th year Katie Bell snapped her head upwards only to see her hotsman Scotsman captain Oliver Wood.
Hotsman Scotsman? she repeated to herself, her brow furrowing before it relaxed again into a crooked smile. It did fit after all.
"What are you smiling about?"
"She smiles at everything," Fred supplied from next to her as her eyelids drooped and a grin spread across her face in a blissful daydream. "You know that."
The seventh year looked at his chaser intently as he waved his hand in front of her face yet received no reaction.
Hotsman Scotsman... mmmmmmmmmmmm...
-Kissing Booth by just-giddy
When my eyes focused again, Oliver looked confused. His face was clouded as he stared at my arm, which he had now placed an ice pack on. Then his vision cleared as he looked at me. He searched for something, and then made his move. He bent down, and lightly kissed my bruised arm. He looked up. "Does it feel better?" And then I responded. "It hurts here too," I said as I gestured towards my neck, where my collarbone was.
WWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!! This here is no locomotive! It's turned into a runaway train! It hurts here too? My neck? CALL SCOTLAND YARD! NEWS AT 11! KATIE BELL HAS LOST HER HEAD! FLIRTING WITH SEXIEST QUIDDITCH CAPTAIN IN HOGWARTS HISTORY! And what about Oliver? What would his mother think: him taking advantage of poor fifteen-year-old girls?
-The Aerodynamics of the Fork by sheroaredback
"I'm not asking you out or anything if you don't want me to... just" he cleared his throat as though he had prepared the next line, "do you want to hang out sometime?"
It was a rather lame finishing point but Katie thought it was cute, especially for a guy his age who should be sleazing around like he owned the place. She considered. "Dating Oliver Wood? I mean, that wouldn't be so bad..."
She smiled and leaned into him.
Without further ado, the bags of weeds were forgotten and the two Quidditch-God-Worshippers went for their first date around the Hogwarts grounds at four in the morning.
-Weeding The Pitch by redireas
I am never ever going to let her wear that shirt again. And I'm taking her shopping as soon as I can. I'll buy the girl some clothes that won't make sleazes like Roger Davies come chasing after her like hungry dogs. Besides, it's bad for the Gryffindor
Quidditch team's reputation. She's not going to wear that shirt again.
Unless it's just the two of us...
NO! Bad Oliver! Stop thinking that, you need to lock your self up. Handcuff yourself in your dorm or something.
...
I like that idea, actually.
Bad Oliver! Doesn't work, can't, shan't, won't, JUST NO!
I need help! Where the hell is Thomas when you need him to throw a bludger at your head?
-Merely The Brutal Truth by Lady Catriona-Arre
She arrived with a pop and immediately saw Oliver slumped on the bar. As she walked closer, she noticed him walking peanuts around the edge of his glass and then making them fall in with small cries of “Oh no! Save me! Peanut down!”
The bartender looked up, saw her hand and put down the glass he was cleaning.
“You’re Katie Bell, right?” he asked, coming around to the patron’s side. Katie nodded as Oliver turned and noticed her. “He’s been talking about you for hours now. Figured you were the one to notify to come and get him.”
“Katie!” Oliver yelled drunkenly. “Come, have a drink with me! Together we’ll drown all the peanuts in the world!”
-Take Me For Me by mind on sleave
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