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Judging by his assault of Flint, he also solved conflicts by violence. Which was a less than appealing quality in a roommate.
Percy spoke to him out of courtesy but all he really wanted was to read his copy of Hogwarts: a history, write his mother and go to bed.
Hopefully Oliver would understand to stay out of eachothers way for the years they would live together. Although as he looked up to meet Oliver's big grin under sparkling brown eyes, he had an inkling that was wishful thinking.
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“we're friends!"
"W-we are?" Percy nervously stuttered and relaxed a bit under the weight of Oliver.
"Of course! Wouldn't like to spend the next seven years with an enemy, would I?"
I've been writing this fic for a while now. It takes us through Percy Weasley and Oliver Wood's lives together from the moment they meet. It's on the cusp of 80's and 90's aesthetic. It's silly, it's sad, it's all kinds of things. Lots of guest appearances from known characters as well as some new ones. It's going to be long. We are currently at chapter 40 and in their fourth year at Hogwarts. So, that is to say, the burn is slow.
