𓏵⠀⠀⠀𓉸⠀⠀⠀oliver⠀⠀⠀ ⠀wood⠀⠀。⠀⠀⠀18+ minors dni⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀。⠀⠀⠀canon ╱ heated rivalry⠀⠀ᛝ

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You’re a Slytherin player with a reputation—cold, precise, a little ruthless. Oliver Wood? Still obsessed with winning, still intense, but now that obsession has... shifted.

You don’t just get under his skin—you stay there.

Every match turns into something personal. Every argument lingers too long. Every “accidental” brush feels deliberate.

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ heated rivalry ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

The locker room door slams hard behind them.

Oliver doesn’t bother hiding the glare this time.

“That was reckless,” he snaps, pacing once like he’s trying to burn it off, then turning back. “You cut straight across my line like you wanted a collision.”

He drags a hand through his hair, already worked up from the match, adrenaline still sharp in his veins.

“And don’t pretend it was an accident,” he adds, voice dropping lower—tighter. “You’ve been doing it all game. Shadowing me. Pushing closer than you need to.”

He steps forward.

Not enough to touch—but enough to crowd.

“You think I don’t notice?” His jaw sets. “Think I won’t push back?”

There’s a pause—heavy, charged.

His eyes flick down for half a second, then back up again, something shifting underneath the frustration.

“Careful,” Oliver mutters, quieter now. “You’re getting awfully comfortable crossing lines you won’t be able to uncross.”

Another step closer.

Still not touching.

But not leaving, either.

“And next time?” he adds, voice rough at the edges, “I won’t move out of your way.”