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[12 Sep 2003|07:24pm]
With the ball only a day (or rather, less than) away, Wood was somewhat worried. Something didn't feel right, but he couldn't figure out what. Perhaps it was the way he had left things with Marcus...If it was, then there wasn't much he could do about it right then and there. He'd just have to wait.

Oliver had his costume all picked out and everything, the mask a lovely half crescent moon with a silvery lining around the edges and eye sockets. It covered from his upper lip and above, which was all he could really handle...nothing covering his mouth ever made him feel really comfortable.

He was going as Eros, the Greek god. It was perfect, considering he was planning on going as something exotic. The toga like outfit he had chosen was rather scandalous. It wrapped around his shoulder like a sash, then around his waist and just a little bit down his legs, forming a pair of shorts, more or less. He even went so far as to learn a spell to temporarily magically glamour his skin gold...

Yes, he really thought he was ready.

...Or so he thought.

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[05 Sep 2003|08:19pm]
[ mood | tentative ]

Owl to Marcus FlintCollapse )

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[01 Sep 2003|07:17pm]
Oliver had been rather surprised that, not even minutes after he sent the owl that Marcus had sent one back, and he thanked the owl before tidying up as best he could before the other man's arrival.

When the knock was at his door, Wood fidgeted with the color of his button up scarlet shirt, smirking just a little. He then leaned in and placed his hand on the knob, pulling the door back with a rather blank expression.

"Ah, hullo, Flint. Do come in."

He fought rather hard not to grin, and the faint twitches in the sides of his mouth probably showed it.

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[01 Sep 2003|06:53pm]
Owl to Marcus FlintCollapse )

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Owl to Percy WeasleyCollapse )

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[31 Aug 2003|11:55am]
Now, it was one thing to wake up in your own bed with a hangover, but when you wake up with one in someone else's bed with a hangover, that's when you should start worrying.

Oliver shifted some and felt his eyes flutter open just a little. Right off the bat, things didn't seem too right. It was dark, the room smelled different, and there was...there was another body with its arms wrapped around him.

He nearly jumped out of the bed. That is, until he realized where he was and what had happened the night previous. So, instead of making things even more difficult than they would ultimately be, Wood just sighed softly and returned to cuddling up to the warm form that was Marcus Flint.

Wonder what in the hell he's going to say when he sees me lying here...

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[30 Aug 2003|10:18am]
If anyone hadn't guessed it, ever since Oliver had found the Room of Requirement, with the kind help from Cho, he'd been popping in there just about every time he could manage. Today was no different.

He woke up early, somewhere around eight o' clock, showered, dressed himself, and wandered on down to get some breakfast. And although there was no rush, he zoomed through eating, and hurried back up to the fourth floor, to his office. From there, he redressed in his Quidditch Gear, stepped out of his office and did the small little ritual in front of the tapestry to make the Room's door appear.

But before he disappeared into the Room for the remainder of the day, Wood had posted another note on his door. It read:

To Whom It May Concern,

I'm in the Room of Requirement, or how I like to affectionately call it now, the Quidditch Pitch. If you need me, there is a door opposite the tapestry of Barabas the Barmy. I'll be in there somewhere, so feel free to join me.

-Oliver Wood

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[28 Aug 2003|07:47pm]
Tempation had been just a bit too much for the poor ex-keeper.

The Room was on the same floor as his office. The possibilities with that were endless. And right now, from what he knew, Oliver and Cho were the only ones who knew where it was located. All he'd stated in the owls to the others was that Hogwarts had Quidditch again.

He put on the familiar gear (which he kept in his trunk at the foot of his bed) and grabbed his new Nimbus 2001, which had been a present from Puddlemere the year before, and he exited his office, wandering down the hall toward the tapestry.

Wood was going to play Quidditch again, and that was that.

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[28 Aug 2003|01:58pm]
Owls to All Hogwarts AlumniCollapse )

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[25 Aug 2003|10:50am]
Owl to Marcus FlintCollapse )

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[23 Aug 2003|06:20pm]
It wouldn't be too farfetched to say that Oliver was severly annoyed with the fact that his prediction had been wrong. And he scoured every room on the seventh floor, thinking of the pitch, but nothing seemed to be coming about.

Was it possible the room itself had decided to go to another floor? If it did, then finding it would be simply impossible. There were well over two hundred rooms in the bloody school, let alone the extra doors that pretended to lead to places, but didn't.

Oliver didn't much care at the moment. He'd planned on returning to his room, but he realized that even there wouldn't make him happy. So he went up just another flight of stairs, entering the Astronomy Tower.

He leaned against one of the stone blocks that was surrounding the open space, staring up into the sky. It was still relatively bright out, and everything looked rather pretty. He gave a quiet, content sigh, wrinkling up his nose.

"Yes, it sure does feel good to be outside again..."

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[22 Aug 2003|08:09pm]
It had been Oliver's original intent to go out and visit the Room of Requirement with Tonks, Harry and the others, but for some reason, he found himself very, very fidgety. Well, more than fidgety, somewhere along the lines of terribly skittish, but the real reason wasn't anyone's to really know.

When he fell asleep the night previous, Oliver hadn't intended to have dreams. No, no; those stopped just shortly the year after he joined Puddlemere. But last night...It had been the first time he had dreamt in years. And what's more, it was exactly like the dreams he had while he was at Hogwarts. So then, it wasn't so much a dream as an erotic nightmare. He woke up sweaty and trembling.

He'd planned to send an owl to his friends to let them know he wasn't coming, but he couldn't. His hand was still sort of shaky, and he knew his handwriting was difficult enough to understand. So he just figured that, if they really wanted to do it, they could do it without him.

For now, Wood had chosen to retire to his bedroom, curled up on the bed with a copy of "The Noble Sport of Warlocks".

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[21 Aug 2003|10:55am]
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Owls to Harry, Hermione and TonksCollapse )

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[19 Aug 2003|11:27am]
Since Oliver had spent most of his time late last night chatting with Tonks, Hermione and Harry, he was exhausted when he'd finally gotten to bed the night previous. He'd just woken up around a quarter after eleven, lounging around his office.

It only took him about another fifteen mintes or so for him to actually wake up, and he was soon bored once again. The whole concept of not being able to even leave the castle was really getting under his skin; if there wasn't any schoolwork or Quidditch to do, then he was really at a loss. If worse came to worst, he'd wander on down to the library and study. But when he did that...

Well, it wouldn't be for a while, he hoped.

So he simply decided to lounge around his office, rereading his copy of Quidditch Through the Ages for the billionth time. He had left a note on his door for passerbys in what looked sort of forced neat writing which read:

To Anyone Passing By:
I've gone nearly mad with boredom. Please make my day and visit me. Don't care who you are or what you want, company would be grand.


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[18 Aug 2003|11:01pm]
As Oliver waited for Tonks and Hermione to arrive, he fidgeted briefly with the things around his office. It was relatively clean, considering it was him after all, and he didn't much care for clean. But, company...well, they deserved better than strewn about robes and three-week old under garments.

He took a seat in his office chair and spun around briefly just for the hell of it, seeing as it would pass the time.

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[13 Aug 2003|03:47pm]
Oliver ended up doing exactly what he had said, returning to his fourth floor office. The room was sort of dusty, looking as if it hadn't been used in some time. Truth be told, he was just a bit too lazy to give it a good clean, but now seemed like the best time to do it. He reached into the folds of his robes and tapped just about every piece of furniture inside the office, mumbling, "Scourgify!"

But soon after the room was clean, Wood found himself lacking things to do. Without Quidditch in his future, there really wasn't any real reason for him to hang around. But perhaps Dumbledore wanted as many wizards and witches as he could have around, if not just as a safety precaution. He thought about that as he plopped down into the chair behind his desk, turning it so that it was facing the window.

Things certainly seemed drear...But Oliver had faith in the Headmaster. He knew what was right.

Though...Was it truly a smart idea to keep the lower aged students from their parents? He wondered what they thought about that.

"If they even knew..." he muttered softly.

What he wouldn't give for some company.

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