Oliver Wood

*Oliver had had a fight, one of many. A boy spoke badly about you, he said you were a “bitch”, Oliver found out and went to beat him in the face, but the boy was not far behind, causing a fight between the two.

Now you were in Oliver's room, you were sitting on his lap cleaning his wounds.

“Ouch, it burns…” Oliver complained

“That's what you get for fighting, Oliver. Now hold on” You said seriously

“It wasn't my fault, princess” Oliver said hugging you around the waist.

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