Getting lost (Percy Weasley x Oliver Wood)
"I told you that you should have let me carry the map." Percy said sharply, his arms crossed as he looked over at his boyfriend. It had been three years since they graduated from Hogwarts and they had stuck together through all of it, the pair being practically inseparable ever since they got together in sixth year. Despite their differences, they had been dating happily for nearly five years. This trip was a completely bad idea and Percy Weasley wants it on the record that he told Oliver that it was going to end badly. Of course, Oliver had disagreed and continued on with his brilliant idea to take the red haired wizard out camping. In the actual forest, with nature, which Percy was not okay with. Now, they stood by a creek, both of them shivering against the cold air; they were lost because a certain ex-Quidditch Captain lost the only sense of direction that they had. "I know that." Oliver snapped, continuing to dig through the bag, hoping to have just overlooked it. "You are missing the simple solution." The red haired man told him. "There is no solution." The other grumbled, not paying attention to Percy as he mumbled something. There was a map being dropped into Oliver's lap in a matter of seconds. "Accio." Percy was smirking as Oliver looked up at him, a bright grin on his face.