5th December Headcanon – Oliver surprised Percy on their first Christmas together by giving Percy a photo album with photos that Oliver secretly took of Percy.
Oliver comforts Percy when they write an exam tomorrow
He also tries to teach Percy how to fly on a broom (because Percy is afraid of flying since he once fell down)
They ALWAYS fight
They sometimes sleep in one bed because Percy has got nightmares since their second year
Percy writes poems about and for Oliver
He’s also a freaking talented artist and loves to draw
Percy gives Oliver his notes after class when Oliver falls asleep because Quidditch practice ™
Percy studies with him and always keeps patient if Oliver doesn’t understand something
And Oliver only survived the seven years because Percy helped him
After a fight, Oliver hides Percy’s glasses in the next morning because Percy is blind af without it
Oliver protects Percy from Fred and George’s pranks and jokes
“Percy Weasley is a dickhe–” “SHUT THE FUCK UP. NOW.” (McGonagall in the background “10 points from Gryffindor, Wood! You can shout at the quidditch field like this”)
The funniest gag would be if Percy and Oliver just both think the other one is totally chill…and it freaks Fred and George out so much. They can’t figure out what is going on.
Percy will be like, “sure, Oliver likes his Quidditch, but so does everyone else around here. He’s on the team, after all.” And the twins don’t even know how to respond to that. And then Oliver will be like, “Yeah, Percy’s always nice to have around when you’re in a pinch… kind of quiet, but I don’t mind that.” And NOW the twins are more confused than ever.
At first they think they must just not talk much to each other…but that doesn’t seem right. They live together AND have had classes together for years. And neither of them seems self-aware or subtle enough to have hidden their basic personalities for that long. So they go investigating one night, and sure enough, there’s Percy and Oliver in the dorm both being…completely themselves. Like Oliver is pacing and saying Quidditch moves to himself, and Percy keeps just randomly popping his head out of his book to loudly tell some tangentially related story about how his day has gone. What’s more, they both seem 100% comfortable with that arrangement.
And the twins almost don’t want to tell anyone else because it’s the single greatest thing they’ve ever seen.
Oliver Wood never cared about anything except quidditch. Who would ever suspect him of being a spy for the resistance? Certainly not Percy Weasley.
Percy Weasley never cared about anything except advancing his career. Who would ever suspect him of being a mole? Certainly not Oliver Wood.
Part spy thriller, part comedy of errors, part romantic angst of the “how can I be falling for him when this is how he’s spending this war?” variety.
Just had to throw this one out there. Back to the NaNo–why do I get so many d**n ideas when I’m committed to writing something else? Maybe in December.
imagine oliver wood when he’s an old man talking to his grandchildren and they’re like, “grandpa, you must’ve known harry potter, right!” and he’s like “oh yes, he was on my quidditch team, he was a great seeker even just as a first year-” “yeah but what was he like? was he a total hero?! did you think he could destroy voldemort back when he was eleven!?” “i remember his very first game-” “no no no, tell us how he found the philosopher’s stone!” “HE CAUGHT THE SNITCH IN HIS MOUTH” “grandpa no-” “WE ARE TALKING ABOUT QUIDDITCH”
Then his husband Percy Weasley walks in and is like ‘he could have done better on his OWLs’ and the children just,,, cry
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