Oliver Wood Quidditch Novels & Stories

"Are serious right now? Seriously Olly? Wow... Like I don't know what to say. Like I'm suprised. You know, coming to think of it, what really happened to the baseball Matthew gave as a birthday present, on my sweet sixteen?" I asked looking deep into his eyes, daring him to tell a lie. " Well.. Erm.. I" he cleared his throat. "I stole it from your wardrobe when we came over for Aunt Debbie's birthday party. I was angry he gave you something you really loved" "Oh my God! Oliver, you'll be the death of me. You were 20 for crying out loud. How could you be so immature?" I playfully screamed, as he covered his face in shame.

He had given them a key, just in case. Olliver was now nearing his twelfth birthday and he was already finishing his 9th grade. The boy was enthusiastically gaining more and more knowledge about all things in the world, gobbling up big books on science and all things in the universe. He had developed a special fascination with chemicals and their reactions with each other. Much to Schuyler’s delight and also fear, Olliver had taken over the small garage at Schuyler’s home to conduct his experiments. Although, this was very admirable, Schuyler had forbidden Olli to do the experiments when he was not around, especially after a small explosion.

everyone said "Here," Dad said as he gave Oliver a glass of whiskey "Who are you? And why do Nick and I look like you," Oliver asked Dad "Oliver this is your father, Andrei," Daddy said "What?" He asked and looked at both Daddy and Dad "You're my, Nick, and Olive's father?" over asked "Yes," Dad said Oliver nodded his head and looked at me "You look fat," He said "Ouch asshole," I said after gasping "She's pregnant, ass," Alex said