Oliver turned the music on soft and tossed the towel that he'd been using to dry his hair onto the bed. Fred would be there any minute and he was late getting dressed. He'd worked his arse off during practice again today and had a few more bruises to show for it. At least they were going out with some of the team, so he'd not be the only one there
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"Oh, no, that won't do at all, Wood. You need to be a bit less grudging. I'll run your arse off at practice tomorrow if you can't be a bit nicer." He sat back in his seat, letting one hand fall on the arm of Oliver's chair and tugging him toward him. "Get this man a drink, he's much too tense. As much as either of you want. It's on me."
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"Now, now, Keeper, call me a lump and I'll be less likely to keep you from getting one. Those bludgers can be a bitch." He was teasing. Wood did look tense; must be serious about this particular bloke.
"Don't believe all the stories you've heard, Weasley," he said, "only 95% of them will be true."
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He accepted the drink from the barkeep, not even bothering to look at what it was. He ignored the 'lovely' comment, not knowing quite how to take it and waiting to see how Oliver would respond.
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He pinched Holly's leg. "Behave. You shouldn't let people find out how easy you are on first meeting." She stuck her tongue out at him and he laughed.
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"So what do you do, Fred? And more importantly, what did Wood here have to do to get someone as pretty as you and keep them around?"
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