For The Love Of Cherries
632 words
One Shot
Pairing:
Oliver Wood X Percy Weasley
Author: MegOfTheMoon
Oliver Wood loved Cherry, cherry flavoured, cherry and something, or cherry on it's own.
He just plain out loved anything Cherry, morello cherries, glacier cherries, cherryade, cherry cola, cherry ice-cream ect.
He also loved Percy Weasley. At first he thought it was the hair, the fact that it was cherry red. But then his hair colour was almost the same as every other Weasley sibling. Oliver reckoned it was slightly more darker, the curls being slightly more fuller with a more beautiful colour, more passionate. Red was the colour of love, anger and everything passionate after all.
And so Oliver really wasn't thinking straight when Percy Weasley stole his last cherry flavoured Bertie Bott's all flavour jelly bean. Percy didn't realise his mistake till the flavour seeped into his taste buds and the quidditch player made a disgruntled cry. Some of the other seventh year Gryffindor boys and several fifth and sixes looked up to see the quidditch captain looking fairly upset over the loss of his jelly bean.
Percy blinked before realising what he'd done and smiled lightly at his friend, finally looking up from his potions book which he'd been engrossed in for the last hour or so. "What's up, Ol? Wanted it?" Oliver gave a slight nod towards the red headed boy who stuck out his tongue, the jelly bean still in perfect condition if a little white in a few places perched on his pink tongue. "You can have it if you like.. it's got my spit on it like, mate" Percy opened his mouth to offer said spit covered jelly bean to the brunette Wood but found himself a little to slow for the keeper's next actions.
The potions book was torn from Percy's hand and tossed to a side, accidentally hitting Fred, or was it George? on the head. Oliver's hands were gripping at his elbows, a tight grip forcing them back against the plush maroon cushions of the sofa, ultimately forcing Percy to slide down in his seat. The rest of the people in the common room turned to gape, noticing the stocky brunette boy was straddling the red-head's lap.
Oliver was reacting irrationally, he'd always had a thing for cherries and for Percy so the invitation was far too good to pass up, despite the large audience. Before he could catch himself, Oliver was pressing his lips harshly against those of the third eldest Weasley child, tongue pushing between slender pink lips and through into the receiving mouth of Percy, whom, seemed to be making no complaints.
Oliver pulled away a few minutes later, both men panting and red cheeked, Oliver looking more happy with himself then he had ever looked after winning a quidditch match. He smiled to the nearest Weasley twin, a red jelly bean held between white teeth. It took a few moments for him to realise that everyone was silent and staring at him.
Oh, Right. He'd just snogged Percy Weasley in-front of at least two years of Gryffindor students and four of Percy's younger siblings. Oops. He turned brown eyes around the room before settling them on the blushing red head beneath him. Blue eyes were looking up at him through horn rimmed glasses looking rather surprised and.. there was something else about his eyes. Managing to catch a glimpse of one of the blue orbs over crooked posed glasses.
Oliver cleared his throat and was stood up in a flash, a squawking Weasley thrown over his shoulder. He stalked purposely towards the stairs that lead to the boys dormitories, Percy now hiding his face behind his potions book.
The twins were the first to come round once the two boys had disappeared, still shocked expressions on their faces, identical as always.
"Bloody.." George started
"..Hell" Fred Finished
Author's Notes: What can I say? I was bored and Craving CherryAde