Oliver Wood

Oliver Wood was 15 years old and had a problem that made his head hurt from thinking so much.

His problem wasn't Quidditch.

His problem wasn't his grades.

His problem wasn't his family, or his friends, or his future at Hogwarts.

He had all of that under control.

His problem was a little girl.

Name, Emma, ​​surname, Moon, 11 years old, the girl was from Ravenclaw, she had recently arrived at Hogwarts, she was in her first year and to be honest, she was terrible at everything, breaking everything that came into her delicate and tender fingers.

In Potions, his potion exploded in the middle of class; in Defense Against the Dark Arts, he unleashed a Demeter on Hogwarts; in Charms, he made Snape transform into a woman for 24 hours; and in Herbology, he caused all the Mandrake noise-canceling headphones to break.

Oliver didn't quite know what attracted him to Emma, ​​perhaps her way of seeing the world, or the fact that she was missing two teeth because she fell from two meters in flying class.

It was very cold that morning at Hogwarts, but Oliver had a very important Quidditch match against the Slytherins. Once Oliver got on his broomstick and prepared to play...

He saw Emma sitting in the Gryffindor section cheering on the team, along with Hermione Granger, both whispering about who would win. Oliver couldn't concentrate with her there... so cute. Then he focused on the game.

Nothing would ever happen between them, Oliver was 15 years old, Emma was 11 years old, one wrong step by Oliver and bye bye reputation.