Harry Potter Imagines

Jealous Oliver Wood

(Did my best hope you like it.) :)

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Everyone knew Oliver loved Quiditch. It was all he ever talked about. But some days when he would be too busy with either practicing or talking about Quiditch, you would head over to the library to get a break.

I mean sure you loved the sport as well, but you liked having peace every once in a while.

Today was one of those days where you found yourself sitting in a quiet corner of the library reading a rather engaging story about defective broomsticks, when you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see who, finding a Ravenclaw boy you'd never seen before.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi? How may I help you?" you responded. 

"I was wondering if maybe you would like to go to Hogsmead with me?"

You were taken off guard for a moment. This situation hadn't really happened to you before. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm in a relationship right now."

"I know. I just thought I'd shoot my shot. Anyways see you around." And with that he turned around and walked away, leaving you sitting there confused.

"Well look what we have here," you heard two familiar voices exclaim. You saw Fred and George walked towards you with ridiculous grins on their faces. "Looks like Y/n has a fan!"

"Oh shut it you two!" you say hitting them both with the book you were holding.

"Ouch! No need to get feisty," George said.

"Yeah just looking out for Oliver. Looks like he's got some competition," Fred added. 

You rolled your eyes and walked away feeling slightly embarrassed. 

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You thought that the occurrence was no big deal, but was proved wrong when the very next day you were asked out again by a different person. And then twice the next day. It has been going on for a week, and you're walking off the pitch after practice, when you hear the twins call out to Oliver.

"You better keep an eye on that girl of yours mate! She's got a line of boys trailing behind her," called Fred.

"So far she's been asked out 5 times this past week!" said George.

"Y/n, is that true?" Oliver questioned walking up to you.

You nodded you head slightly and shuffled your feet. Oliver stood there with his eyes wide and a shocked look on his face.

"Who are they?!" he exclaimed. He was looking extremely pissed off. You knew he wasn't mad at you though.

"I-I don't know I haven't met most of them before."

He ran a hand through his hair. He was beginning to look a bit frazzled. You placed your hands on either side of his face making him look down at you before giving him a loving kiss.

"Are you okay?" you asked.

"I be alright. I don't quite like the thought of other guys trying to steal ye away from me."

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."

"Alright."

He walked you back to your dorm room with his hand firmly holding your waist. You smiled at the PDA. Clearly his attempt to show you as his. You didn't mind the attention he was giving you. After all, Quiditch did take up a lot of his time, and you appreciated it when he spent time with you.