Opposites attract
It's 1993, Oliver and Percy's sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They're playing wizard chess in the empty common room.
Oliver grinned. "I have you now, Perce."
Percy growled. "Don't you dare take out my queen, Olly."
Oliver glanced at the fierce look in Percy's eyes and said, "B2 to G7."
Percy watched with anticipation as Oliver's queen moved towards his queen and killed it in one strike.
Percy groaned. "No, she was my best bet at killing your king."
Oliver smirked. "I know, that's why I killed her."
Percy sighed. "I think it's safe to say you've won this one, Olly."
Oliver playfully replied, "Nah, I think I'm bored with chess for today."
Percy gasped. "Really?"
Oliver nodded and answered, "Yeah, I'm in the mood for some Quidditch practice. Wanna join me?"
Percy told him, "Sure, but don't try and make me join in again."
Oliver smiled. "I'm not promising anything."
They tidied up the chess and Oliver grabbed his broom before heading down to the deserted Quidditch pitch which was lit up by the stars.
Percy insisted, "You go ahead and get started, I'll sit on the grass."
Oliver mounted his broom and did several laps without the Quaffles.
Percy cheered. "Go Olly!"
Oliver grinned and landed soundlessly on the ground.
Percy roared. "Keep it up and you'll definitely win the house cup!"
Percy threw the Quaffles towards him.
Oliver caught each Quaffle and sent them all through the hoops effortlessly.
Percy ran towards Oliver as he landed on the ground and pulled him into a hug.
Oliver gasped. "Slow down, Perce."
Percy responded, "Sorry, but seeing you up there doing your thing made me realise something."
Oliver asked, "What?"
Percy replied, "That you're the only person I've ever loved."
Oliver whispered, "Took your time Perce, I love you too."
Oliver kissed Percy underneath the clear, starry night sky.