Slytherins — he absolutely despised them. Especially you, the Slytherin Quidditch captain. Always bragging and mocking him, shoving your wins in his face. Anything to tip him over the edge. As if you liked to get him all riled up.

There was a strong tension between you both, but it was mostly the frustration between you too — right?

There was a quidditch game today, and Oliver had been getting his team trained and ready. Anything to not lose to you and your dammed team again.

He was confident, confident he could win for once. But, oh, was he wrong. You won. You always win, why is it always you? He scowled and stormed across the field making his way over to you.