The Royal Sword - Oliver Wood/Marcus Flint
Title: The Royal Sword
Created by: digthewriter
Fandom/Pairing: HP | Oliver Wood/Marcus Flint
Rating: PG
Warnings/Content: AU, royalty au, mutual pining, fluff, open ending, flirting
Summary: Oliver is the Chief Librarian working for the Royal Family when he and Prince Marcus Flint are locked in a room for their own protection.
A/N: Written for HP SWEETHEARTS 2022 challenge. My recipient was RoemaencePartnaerr.
Oliver's on the way to the grand library when he's instructed to hide in a small room. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Prince Marcus is so close to his face. "Guards are assessing the threat." A whisper.
Can anyone else hear his heart pounding? It's a Bludger ready to beat out of his chest. He's against the wall, feeling Marcus' breath, and then he groans. Oliver quickly opens his eyes.
"Sorry, Prince. I-"
"You're sorry?" the Prince asks. Eventually, Oliver realises it wasn't him who'd groaned.
"Your highness, do you feel pain?" asks a guard.
"No," the Prince says, looking annoyed.
"The thief's caught!" It's announced.
Finally, Prince Marcus Flint steps away from Oliver. "Apologies, Chief Librarian Wood, you're dragged into…" Marcus speaks, but is interrupted.
"Some low-life broke into the throne room, trying to steal the Royal Sword."
Marcus snorts. "Undoubtedly, looking in the wrong place for the Royal Sword."
Oliver can't cease the giggle which escapes him. He chances a glance at the Prince and Marcus looks proud of his little joke. "May I accompany you to the library?" he asks.
As they walk, Marcus places his hand on Oliver's lower back. It's warm.
Created by: digthewriter
Fandom/Pairing: HP | Oliver Wood/Marcus Flint
Rating: PG
Warnings/Content: AU, royalty au, mutual pining, fluff, open ending, flirting
Summary: Oliver is the Chief Librarian working for the Royal Family when he and Prince Marcus Flint are locked in a room for their own protection.
A/N: Written for HP SWEETHEARTS 2022 challenge. My recipient was RoemaencePartnaerr.
Oliver's on the way to the grand library when he's instructed to hide in a small room. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Prince Marcus is so close to his face. "Guards are assessing the threat." A whisper.
Can anyone else hear his heart pounding? It's a Bludger ready to beat out of his chest. He's against the wall, feeling Marcus' breath, and then he groans. Oliver quickly opens his eyes.
"Sorry, Prince. I-"
"You're sorry?" the Prince asks. Eventually, Oliver realises it wasn't him who'd groaned.
"Your highness, do you feel pain?" asks a guard.
"No," the Prince says, looking annoyed.
"The thief's caught!" It's announced.
Finally, Prince Marcus Flint steps away from Oliver. "Apologies, Chief Librarian Wood, you're dragged into…" Marcus speaks, but is interrupted.
"Some low-life broke into the throne room, trying to steal the Royal Sword."
Marcus snorts. "Undoubtedly, looking in the wrong place for the Royal Sword."
Oliver can't cease the giggle which escapes him. He chances a glance at the Prince and Marcus looks proud of his little joke. "May I accompany you to the library?" he asks.
As they walk, Marcus places his hand on Oliver's lower back. It's warm.