Riding high, adored [fic]
Title: Riding high, adored
Author: shadowbyrd
Rating: G
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Percy/Oliver
Warning(s): Sap. Spoilers for Deathly Hallows.
Riding two to a one man broom was difficult to say the least; Percy’s balance isn’t great at the best of times and the way he’s clinging to Oliver’s waist, breath warm in his ear is more than a little distracting.
Of course this wasn’t about the flying (and that was the only time Oliver Wood would ever say such a thing), but about where they were going.
When they come down, Percy was breathing hard, looking delightfully ruffled; neat hair knocked wild by the wind, perfect robes askew, spattered with mud. Eyes bright with that passion Percy seemed to think so unseemly, tucking it away behind his proper façade.
The trees they hit, that dive that Oliver nearly broke something trying to pull out of - it was all worth it to see this.
“That was absurd!” Percy exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. “What on earth were you thinking of, Oliver?”
Oliver swallowed. I’m thinking we were both bloody lucky, cheating death a few weeks ago, and I don’t want to waste any more time. “I was thinking, I like seeing you with some colour in your cheeks.”
Percy’s cheeks flushed even deeper, but as his hands - still shaking a little from the excitement - reached out, taking Oliver’s waist his smile got even wider.
Yes, Oliver thought, winding his arms around Percy’s neck, pressing a kiss to his forehead. It was definitely worth it.
Author: shadowbyrd
Rating: G
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Percy/Oliver
Warning(s): Sap. Spoilers for Deathly Hallows.
Riding two to a one man broom was difficult to say the least; Percy’s balance isn’t great at the best of times and the way he’s clinging to Oliver’s waist, breath warm in his ear is more than a little distracting.
Of course this wasn’t about the flying (and that was the only time Oliver Wood would ever say such a thing), but about where they were going.
When they come down, Percy was breathing hard, looking delightfully ruffled; neat hair knocked wild by the wind, perfect robes askew, spattered with mud. Eyes bright with that passion Percy seemed to think so unseemly, tucking it away behind his proper façade.
The trees they hit, that dive that Oliver nearly broke something trying to pull out of - it was all worth it to see this.
“That was absurd!” Percy exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. “What on earth were you thinking of, Oliver?”
Oliver swallowed. I’m thinking we were both bloody lucky, cheating death a few weeks ago, and I don’t want to waste any more time. “I was thinking, I like seeing you with some colour in your cheeks.”
Percy’s cheeks flushed even deeper, but as his hands - still shaking a little from the excitement - reached out, taking Oliver’s waist his smile got even wider.
Yes, Oliver thought, winding his arms around Percy’s neck, pressing a kiss to his forehead. It was definitely worth it.