LOG: 'You're a ruddy nutter, you are'
Who: Ollie sixfootwood, Percy true_rebellion, Harry grimm_godson, Godric the_godric and Seamus irishhalfblood
When: A few days ago
Where: Stalkers Shine of Percy, St.Mungoes, the flat.
What: Rescuing Percy from his deranged stalker and much aww.
Why: Percy needed to be rescued!
Ollie scowled as he pushed his way into the building, wand at the ready. Sure, he'd slept about 6 hours in the space of a week, and sure, he'd gone tearing off to the location the spell had pointed to without telling the others, and sure, his nerves were so shot, he might fire at a small girl with a lollipop right now, but he was HERE and his Percy was in trouble. "....Lo?", he called out, still holding his wand out.
Footsteps ran along the hall upstairs as framed pictures of Percy , were displayed on the walls in the hall
Ollie eyed the pictures cautiously, somewhere, from his memory, a strange piano tune played in his head from a muggle movie he watched a long time ago. It was creepy. More than that, it was disturbing. "......What in the name of Merlin?"
The image had been cut evidently Oliver had been cut out. There was a blast by Oliver's shoulder.
Oliver, still on a hair trigger, span around, firing off a blast from his own wand.
The glass shattered as footsteps walked down as a young woman came down glaring at him furiously wand in hand
Ollie frowned, the figure tugging at the memories, but he just couldn't place her for the life of him. "What in Merlin's name are you doing?", he asked, keeping his wand trailed on her, waving his free hand at the pictures, "What the bloody hell is all this and where's my fiancé?"
"He's not your fiancé," she hissed at him, "He doesn't even know you." She glared her green eyes sparkling furiously.
"Um, I think you'll find he is", said Ollie, "You know, with the ring and everything". He paused, putting two and two together and by some miracle making four. "It was YOU!"
She pointed the wand at his chest narrowing her eyes at him, "He deserves someone better than you."
"Not doubting that sometimes", said Ollie, eyeing her carefully, his own wand moving to point at her, "But that's his choice, and he can make it by himself"
“You with your stupid quidditch and your stupid team, how many braincells does it take to stop a ball going through a hole huh? You're a mistake he sees. He knows." she replied her blond hair wild.
"You're a ruddy nutter, you are", said Ollie looking at her pointedly, "Where is he?"
"Safe from you, and he always will be." she replied pulling her wand hand back to hex him as the door burst open. "onwaaaaAAAAAAARD!!"the huge figure of Godric Gryffindor filled the doorway his sword in hand as Seamus came up behind him panting followed by Harry.
Ollie BEAMED as Godric charged in, before looking at the girl. "Your goose is cooked now, scary psycho woman of doom!".
"Oh yes, this is very stealthy", grumbled Seamus.
Her eyes widened and her wand moved about outnumbered before shr turned on her heel running down the hall. "If I can't have him, no one will!"
"Oi!", shouted Ollie, tearing after her.
Seamus shot Harry a look. "And now it's back to the bloody running"
Harry shrugged and ran after her as Godric’s sword flashed in the light and he charged. Lisa ran through the door of the cellar slamming it closed and locking it behind her as she ran down into the room. The red head tied to the bed, his hair stuck to his forehead. His freckles stark against his pale cheeks as he bucked and writhed trying to get out of his binds, his foot twisted unnaturally.
Ollie raced after him, pausing at the door. "Let's smash it", he smiled at Godric, or, more specifically, Godric’s very big sword. Seamus sighed, running after them, doing his best to keep up on much shorter legs.
Godric flashed a grin before smashing his sword into the wood with a loud yell. The wood protesting on its hinges. Lisa whispered soothingly into the redhead's ear her wand resting carefully on his heart as murmurs of love and loyalty bled from her soft lips.
"OI!", Ollie shouted, blasting a hex at her, "Get the bloody hell off him, NOW"
"She yelped and moved out of the way as the hex hit just above Percy's head instead. "Look what you did you..." She slumped unconscious Harry's wand pointed at her as Godric pulled his sword out disappointed at not being able to do more before he slipped his sword away pulling out a knife and cutting the binds on the red head. Percy screamed as his broken foot was brushed.
Ollie was by his side in an instant, casting the fallen woman a glare, before stroking a hand through Percy's hair. "Shhh, it's okay, Love, we've got you"
He gasped broken tears drying on his face as his arms pulled free wincing at the pain in his shoulders as his arms finally moved down. He looked up pulling away curling up in the bed helpless
Ollie frowned worriedly, pulling him into his arms. "Shhh, Love", he said again, "You're safe now"
He cried out against as his leg pushed against the blanket before Harry murmured a spell and Godric offered Oliver some of the pain potions Salazar had sent him with.
"Thanks", Ollie murmured, trying to get them into Percy's mouth, soothing a hand through his hair worriedly.
Percy drank it gratefully before slipping into blissful unconsciousness as Lisa Reynes was removed by Aurors, "you'd better get him to a hospital. I'll tell his mum and dad" Harry replied softly.
"Thanks, Harry", said Ollie quietly, then smiled at Godric, "And you, sir"
"Oi!"
"....You too, Seamus", he hefted Percy into his arms, murmuring an apparating spell
The spell transported them into the buzzing wards of St. Mungoes. "Could use some help over here", yelled Ollie, frantic.
The mediwizards came snatching Percy away taking him into theatre and working on him as minutes turned into hours on the large intimidating clock.
Ollie paced, the lack of sleep wearing on him, but he stoutly refused to rest his eyes, pacing the corridor as he waited anxiously.
The other Weasley's arrived as a macabre reminder of the situation weeks ago. The red head had now been in this hospital far too often in the past month. He was wheeled out stable but pale as they locked his bed into place in his room.
Ollie walked over, watching him with worry, one hand moving to brush over his forehead. "Hey"
He watched him before pulling his head away and looking around worriedly sitting up.
Ollie frowned softly, looking away, feeling like he was back to square one again. "...I'm sorry"
"I hate this place," he whispered before pulling the covers off and looking at his foot. “I don't know what’s real and what's not anymore."
"I know", Ollie frowned sadly, looking away, "I wish I could make it all better for you, Love"
He frowned, "She talked about you." he replied with a frown.
"Who? The crazy bint?", asked Ollie.
He nodded touching his ankle gingerly. "She said she'd been my girlfriend for years. That we'd broken up because you pushed her out. That you were a stalker."
"What the.....", Ollie scowled, "Ok, I'm going to find her and hex her hair out. That was a lie, Pet, a blatant one"
He frowned, "Yes well I...I suppose as much I mean she did break my ankle
"She’s a nutjob and I hope she goes to Azkaban", grumbled Ollie.
He frowned and looked at Ollie. "Did she really do this to my head?"
"Yeah", Ollie frowned, running his hand through Percy's hair, "She did"
He frowned, " I wish it was fixed he replied before leaning against him needing the contact.
Ollie shifted close to him, holding him gently. "Me too, Love, me too"
"Please tell me we can go home. I can't stand it here."
"Even if they try to stop us I'll get us out of here", grinned Ollie.
He nodded pulling the gown tighter around his back to keep some modesty as he climbed out stepping gingerly on his foot.
Ollie frowned, moving to wrap an arm around him for support. "Come on, Pet"
He leaned against him, "I'm so sorry...when I was there...I...I began to believe her.”
Ollie sighed. "Yeah, well, she took advantage of you, Pet"
He frowned, "I feel so foolish." he murmured sitting in a wheel chair and rubbing his sore ankle
"Why?", asked Ollie, wheeling them down the corridor, trying to avoid wediwizards and witches, "It wasn't your fault"
"I'm helpless, I managed to get capture d I ..." he frowned frustrated
"What?", Ollie reached one hand down to take Percy's, "Tell me, Love"
"I just hate feeling so useless."
Ollie squeezed his hand gently. "You're not useless, you keep me together, you do"
"Not right now I don't”.
"Yes you bloody do", said Ollie, "So long as I can talk to you, I can cope"
He frowned leaning back in the chair as they wheeled to the floos, "Are you sure?"
"Of course I am", Ollie chuckled, "You should have seen the mess I was in while you were missing"
"What happened?" he asked concerned
"Oh just forgot to sleep a bit", said Ollie breezily, "...Didn't eat much either"
He frowned taking a look at him, “You look awful"
"Thanks, I do my best to take care of my appearance", Ollie chuckled dryly, before sighing, "Nothing without you, Love"
he frowned softly before wincing a little as they jolted into the floo. "Well you should have something to eat." He murmured
"I'll eat when we get home", Ollie promised.
He nodded before looking away as the flames lit up.
Ollie sighed as they flooed back home, holding Percy's hand gently. "Come on, Pet, I'm sure there's food in the fridge"
Percy nodded climbing out of the chair gingerly, "I'm just going to change.
"You okay by yourself?", asked Ollie, watching him.
He nodded, " I need to be able to do something
"Alright", Ollie gave a worried frown, "Shout me if you need me, okay?"
I will, try not to burn the house down." he replied as he made his way upstairs trembling slightly as he did so.
Ollie chuckled. "AYE AYE!", he shouted with a slapstick salute, before heading into the kitchen to work out how to do...or rather not do, just that.
Percy made his way to the bedroom his hands shaking as he pulled out his pyjamas and tried to change holding back terrified sobs as he did so.
Ollie started to cook the food, still worried, almost going up more than a few times, before finally choosing to stand on the stairs. "Perce? You okay?"
He sobbed helplessly sinking to the floor burying his face in his clothes as his shoulders shook painfully
Ollie paused, before racing up the stairs, taking tow at a time. "Perce?"
He tried to stifle his cries helplessly as his shoulders wracked in painful loss and desperation.
Ollie opened the door, caught sight of him and moved to wrap his arms around the trembling man. "Shhhh, Love, it's alright"
Percy buried his face into Ollie's shoulder his fingers grasping his clothes tightly as he sobbed
Ollie held him close, rocking him gently, his hand brushing over his back, trying to calm him.
He clung to him as he was rocked his throat sore as the horror fear and relief washed over him.
Ollie murmured nonsense words in his ear, holding him close, breathing him in. "It'll be okay"
He whimpered sitting there for hours until his cries faded and his tears dried and he sat simply in Oliver's arms
Ollie hugged him close, at a loss for what else to do, continuing to stroke his hair and back gently.
Percy looked up at him and wiped his face," I'm sorry."
"Don't be", Ollie smiled, kissing his forehead, "I'm always here for you, Love"
He frowned and tucked his head into the crook of Ollie's neck utterly exhausted the day weighing on him heavily
Ollie pulled him in close, his hand rubbing his back gently. "It'll be okay, I promise it will"
He gave a shuddering breath. "I hope so." he whispered softly trying to block out the last week.
"It will, I'll make sure it will"
He looked up at him before burrowing into him. "Mind if I stick with you?"
Ollie smiled. "I wouldn't mind in a million years", he murmured softly.
He nodded, "Except when I need the loo."
"Of course", Ollie laughed, "I'm sure you can do that by yourself"
He nodded. "You've not left anything on downstairs have you?"
Ollie paused. The paused some more. "Um"
He sighed go and check on it." he whispered
"You be okay?", asked Ollie, worried.
He nodded, "I just. It got a bit too much that’s all, just hurry back."
"I'll be back in a flash", Ollie kissed his forehead, racing downstairs
He nodded changing and crawling into bed trying not to crumple up again as he lay under the covers.
After a short while, Ollie came back up, some charred bacon on a plate. He paused, watching Percy quietly, before changing himself, sliding into bed, offering him a slice of bacon.
Percy smiled at the offering and shook his head, "Thank you," he whispered wrapping his arms around him and curling in wanting to feel safe.
Ollie wrapped his free arm around Percy, munching his bacon happily.
"how can you eat that?" he whispered
"M'hungry", responded Ollie.
"I'm sorry I'll make you something tomorrow, Shepherds pie, your favourite, how's that?" he whispered tired the knowledge seeming to spring from nowhere.
Ollie smiled. "How'd you know it was my favourite?"
He blinked and frowned. " I don't...I don't know." he whispered. "Did you tell me?"
"Nope, not that one, anyway", said Ollie.
"Oh...do you think I remembered?"
Ollie's smiled widened. "You could have", he said, hopefully.
He smiled a little hopefully Shepherd’s pie..." he repeated amazed
"Shepherd's Pie", beamed Ollie.
He bit his lip tightening his arms around him breathing him in. Ollie and hsi shepherd's pie." he breathed
Ollie grinned, kissing his forehead. "See? Told you, everything will be great"
"So long as the only thing I get asked is what your favourite food is."
Ollie smiled. "The rest will come, Love, you'll see"
"Well I know about Shepherds pie and that you're apparently in love with me. That'll do for now."
"Only apparently?", Ollie teased, nuzzling him.
He smiled softly. "Alright definitely." he whispered
Ollie smiled, kissing his cheek softly. "That's better"
He turned his head and kissed him sweetly. His fingers playing with Ollie’s as he cuddled in.
Ollie smiled into it, returning it gently, holding him close.
He sighed softly, "Can we get a second opinion tomorrow?"
"Of course", smiled Ollie, kissing his forehead, "We'll find someone who talks sense"
He nodded, "Just maybe there's something else that can help me." He whispered. It's worth a try right?"
"Everything under the sun is worth a try for you, Perce", said Ollie, "I'd dance naked in a fire pit if it was worth a try for you"
He smiled a little and burrowed in deeper for protection his arm wrapped around Ollie's chest. "That probably won't be necessary
Ollie held him close with a chuckle. "Good, 'cause I think I'd go up like a match"
He smiled breathing him in, his ankle hidden protectively against the well one images of a sledge hammer and a piece of wood in his mind.
"It'll be okay", promised Ollie, hugging him, "You'll see"
He looked at him before gently running his fingers down his jaw. He swallowed softly before resting his head on Ollie's shoulder.
Ollie closed his eyes at his touch, before watching him quietly. "...You okay?"
He shook his head silently his fingers resting over his chest.
Ollie's fingers played in Percy's hair gently, resting his chin on the top of his head.
He breathed out slowly leaning into it, "It's alright, go to sleep." he whispered.
"Hey, if something's bothering you, you tell me, okay?", asked Ollie softly.
"I will I'm just...scared." he whispered .
"Let me help", he murmured gently.
He looked up at him, "How?" he whispered softly.
"I don't know", Ollie admitted, "Some way?"
He nodded kissing his chest before cuddling him.
Ollie cuddled him close, at a loss of what to do, petting his hair soothingly.
"You're not sleeping." he whispered.
"Yes I am", lied Ollie with a smile, closing his eyes.
"I can hear you thinking." he whispered.
"What am I thinking?", he mused with a chuckle.
"Well I'm guessing it's not about your next match." he whispered
"Not at all", Ollie smiled, "I stepped down until I was sure you were okay"
He stared at him. "Are you crazy? Go and sign back up right now.
Ollie chuckled. "I couldn't play worrying about you, Pet"
"I'm safe now, I'll be ok." he whispered kissing him.
"Yeah, still", Ollie held him close, nuzzling him affectionately, "I'll still worry"
He smiled, “You should still play, it'll help the routine.”
"I guess", Ollie mumured, his fingers playing in Percy's hair worriedly.
"It can't hurt," he whispered softly
Ollie smiled and nodded, pressing a kiss on Percy's temple. "I'll give it a go....but only if you're sure you'll be okay"
"I will," I’ll come with you if you like."
"Yeah?", Ollie brightened a lot at that prospect.
He nodded, "I'll feel better if you can see me though." He whispered. “Less chance of disappearing.
"That's fine", Ollie smiled, "You'll be somewhere so safe, it would take the entire Ministry to capture you"
He smiled softly. "Alright...I'd like to see you play."
"Then see me play you shall", Ollie beamed.
He nodded, "Now will you fall asleep?”
"Yes, Sir", he winked, leaning in for a gentle kiss, before closing his eyes.
He smiled softly watching him before giving a soft sigh resting his chin on Ollie' chest curling into his strength too on edge ot go to sleep and so made sure the other man rested.
When: A few days ago
Where: Stalkers Shine of Percy, St.Mungoes, the flat.
What: Rescuing Percy from his deranged stalker and much aww.
Why: Percy needed to be rescued!
Ollie scowled as he pushed his way into the building, wand at the ready. Sure, he'd slept about 6 hours in the space of a week, and sure, he'd gone tearing off to the location the spell had pointed to without telling the others, and sure, his nerves were so shot, he might fire at a small girl with a lollipop right now, but he was HERE and his Percy was in trouble. "....Lo?", he called out, still holding his wand out.
Footsteps ran along the hall upstairs as framed pictures of Percy , were displayed on the walls in the hall
Ollie eyed the pictures cautiously, somewhere, from his memory, a strange piano tune played in his head from a muggle movie he watched a long time ago. It was creepy. More than that, it was disturbing. "......What in the name of Merlin?"
The image had been cut evidently Oliver had been cut out. There was a blast by Oliver's shoulder.
Oliver, still on a hair trigger, span around, firing off a blast from his own wand.
The glass shattered as footsteps walked down as a young woman came down glaring at him furiously wand in hand
Ollie frowned, the figure tugging at the memories, but he just couldn't place her for the life of him. "What in Merlin's name are you doing?", he asked, keeping his wand trailed on her, waving his free hand at the pictures, "What the bloody hell is all this and where's my fiancé?"
"He's not your fiancé," she hissed at him, "He doesn't even know you." She glared her green eyes sparkling furiously.
"Um, I think you'll find he is", said Ollie, "You know, with the ring and everything". He paused, putting two and two together and by some miracle making four. "It was YOU!"
She pointed the wand at his chest narrowing her eyes at him, "He deserves someone better than you."
"Not doubting that sometimes", said Ollie, eyeing her carefully, his own wand moving to point at her, "But that's his choice, and he can make it by himself"
“You with your stupid quidditch and your stupid team, how many braincells does it take to stop a ball going through a hole huh? You're a mistake he sees. He knows." she replied her blond hair wild.
"You're a ruddy nutter, you are", said Ollie looking at her pointedly, "Where is he?"
"Safe from you, and he always will be." she replied pulling her wand hand back to hex him as the door burst open. "onwaaaaAAAAAAARD!!"the huge figure of Godric Gryffindor filled the doorway his sword in hand as Seamus came up behind him panting followed by Harry.
Ollie BEAMED as Godric charged in, before looking at the girl. "Your goose is cooked now, scary psycho woman of doom!".
"Oh yes, this is very stealthy", grumbled Seamus.
Her eyes widened and her wand moved about outnumbered before shr turned on her heel running down the hall. "If I can't have him, no one will!"
"Oi!", shouted Ollie, tearing after her.
Seamus shot Harry a look. "And now it's back to the bloody running"
Harry shrugged and ran after her as Godric’s sword flashed in the light and he charged. Lisa ran through the door of the cellar slamming it closed and locking it behind her as she ran down into the room. The red head tied to the bed, his hair stuck to his forehead. His freckles stark against his pale cheeks as he bucked and writhed trying to get out of his binds, his foot twisted unnaturally.
Ollie raced after him, pausing at the door. "Let's smash it", he smiled at Godric, or, more specifically, Godric’s very big sword. Seamus sighed, running after them, doing his best to keep up on much shorter legs.
Godric flashed a grin before smashing his sword into the wood with a loud yell. The wood protesting on its hinges. Lisa whispered soothingly into the redhead's ear her wand resting carefully on his heart as murmurs of love and loyalty bled from her soft lips.
"OI!", Ollie shouted, blasting a hex at her, "Get the bloody hell off him, NOW"
"She yelped and moved out of the way as the hex hit just above Percy's head instead. "Look what you did you..." She slumped unconscious Harry's wand pointed at her as Godric pulled his sword out disappointed at not being able to do more before he slipped his sword away pulling out a knife and cutting the binds on the red head. Percy screamed as his broken foot was brushed.
Ollie was by his side in an instant, casting the fallen woman a glare, before stroking a hand through Percy's hair. "Shhh, it's okay, Love, we've got you"
He gasped broken tears drying on his face as his arms pulled free wincing at the pain in his shoulders as his arms finally moved down. He looked up pulling away curling up in the bed helpless
Ollie frowned worriedly, pulling him into his arms. "Shhh, Love", he said again, "You're safe now"
He cried out against as his leg pushed against the blanket before Harry murmured a spell and Godric offered Oliver some of the pain potions Salazar had sent him with.
"Thanks", Ollie murmured, trying to get them into Percy's mouth, soothing a hand through his hair worriedly.
Percy drank it gratefully before slipping into blissful unconsciousness as Lisa Reynes was removed by Aurors, "you'd better get him to a hospital. I'll tell his mum and dad" Harry replied softly.
"Thanks, Harry", said Ollie quietly, then smiled at Godric, "And you, sir"
"Oi!"
"....You too, Seamus", he hefted Percy into his arms, murmuring an apparating spell
The spell transported them into the buzzing wards of St. Mungoes. "Could use some help over here", yelled Ollie, frantic.
The mediwizards came snatching Percy away taking him into theatre and working on him as minutes turned into hours on the large intimidating clock.
Ollie paced, the lack of sleep wearing on him, but he stoutly refused to rest his eyes, pacing the corridor as he waited anxiously.
The other Weasley's arrived as a macabre reminder of the situation weeks ago. The red head had now been in this hospital far too often in the past month. He was wheeled out stable but pale as they locked his bed into place in his room.
Ollie walked over, watching him with worry, one hand moving to brush over his forehead. "Hey"
He watched him before pulling his head away and looking around worriedly sitting up.
Ollie frowned softly, looking away, feeling like he was back to square one again. "...I'm sorry"
"I hate this place," he whispered before pulling the covers off and looking at his foot. “I don't know what’s real and what's not anymore."
"I know", Ollie frowned sadly, looking away, "I wish I could make it all better for you, Love"
He frowned, "She talked about you." he replied with a frown.
"Who? The crazy bint?", asked Ollie.
He nodded touching his ankle gingerly. "She said she'd been my girlfriend for years. That we'd broken up because you pushed her out. That you were a stalker."
"What the.....", Ollie scowled, "Ok, I'm going to find her and hex her hair out. That was a lie, Pet, a blatant one"
He frowned, "Yes well I...I suppose as much I mean she did break my ankle
"She’s a nutjob and I hope she goes to Azkaban", grumbled Ollie.
He frowned and looked at Ollie. "Did she really do this to my head?"
"Yeah", Ollie frowned, running his hand through Percy's hair, "She did"
He frowned, " I wish it was fixed he replied before leaning against him needing the contact.
Ollie shifted close to him, holding him gently. "Me too, Love, me too"
"Please tell me we can go home. I can't stand it here."
"Even if they try to stop us I'll get us out of here", grinned Ollie.
He nodded pulling the gown tighter around his back to keep some modesty as he climbed out stepping gingerly on his foot.
Ollie frowned, moving to wrap an arm around him for support. "Come on, Pet"
He leaned against him, "I'm so sorry...when I was there...I...I began to believe her.”
Ollie sighed. "Yeah, well, she took advantage of you, Pet"
He frowned, "I feel so foolish." he murmured sitting in a wheel chair and rubbing his sore ankle
"Why?", asked Ollie, wheeling them down the corridor, trying to avoid wediwizards and witches, "It wasn't your fault"
"I'm helpless, I managed to get capture d I ..." he frowned frustrated
"What?", Ollie reached one hand down to take Percy's, "Tell me, Love"
"I just hate feeling so useless."
Ollie squeezed his hand gently. "You're not useless, you keep me together, you do"
"Not right now I don't”.
"Yes you bloody do", said Ollie, "So long as I can talk to you, I can cope"
He frowned leaning back in the chair as they wheeled to the floos, "Are you sure?"
"Of course I am", Ollie chuckled, "You should have seen the mess I was in while you were missing"
"What happened?" he asked concerned
"Oh just forgot to sleep a bit", said Ollie breezily, "...Didn't eat much either"
He frowned taking a look at him, “You look awful"
"Thanks, I do my best to take care of my appearance", Ollie chuckled dryly, before sighing, "Nothing without you, Love"
he frowned softly before wincing a little as they jolted into the floo. "Well you should have something to eat." He murmured
"I'll eat when we get home", Ollie promised.
He nodded before looking away as the flames lit up.
Ollie sighed as they flooed back home, holding Percy's hand gently. "Come on, Pet, I'm sure there's food in the fridge"
Percy nodded climbing out of the chair gingerly, "I'm just going to change.
"You okay by yourself?", asked Ollie, watching him.
He nodded, " I need to be able to do something
"Alright", Ollie gave a worried frown, "Shout me if you need me, okay?"
I will, try not to burn the house down." he replied as he made his way upstairs trembling slightly as he did so.
Ollie chuckled. "AYE AYE!", he shouted with a slapstick salute, before heading into the kitchen to work out how to do...or rather not do, just that.
Percy made his way to the bedroom his hands shaking as he pulled out his pyjamas and tried to change holding back terrified sobs as he did so.
Ollie started to cook the food, still worried, almost going up more than a few times, before finally choosing to stand on the stairs. "Perce? You okay?"
He sobbed helplessly sinking to the floor burying his face in his clothes as his shoulders shook painfully
Ollie paused, before racing up the stairs, taking tow at a time. "Perce?"
He tried to stifle his cries helplessly as his shoulders wracked in painful loss and desperation.
Ollie opened the door, caught sight of him and moved to wrap his arms around the trembling man. "Shhhh, Love, it's alright"
Percy buried his face into Ollie's shoulder his fingers grasping his clothes tightly as he sobbed
Ollie held him close, rocking him gently, his hand brushing over his back, trying to calm him.
He clung to him as he was rocked his throat sore as the horror fear and relief washed over him.
Ollie murmured nonsense words in his ear, holding him close, breathing him in. "It'll be okay"
He whimpered sitting there for hours until his cries faded and his tears dried and he sat simply in Oliver's arms
Ollie hugged him close, at a loss for what else to do, continuing to stroke his hair and back gently.
Percy looked up at him and wiped his face," I'm sorry."
"Don't be", Ollie smiled, kissing his forehead, "I'm always here for you, Love"
He frowned and tucked his head into the crook of Ollie's neck utterly exhausted the day weighing on him heavily
Ollie pulled him in close, his hand rubbing his back gently. "It'll be okay, I promise it will"
He gave a shuddering breath. "I hope so." he whispered softly trying to block out the last week.
"It will, I'll make sure it will"
He looked up at him before burrowing into him. "Mind if I stick with you?"
Ollie smiled. "I wouldn't mind in a million years", he murmured softly.
He nodded, "Except when I need the loo."
"Of course", Ollie laughed, "I'm sure you can do that by yourself"
He nodded. "You've not left anything on downstairs have you?"
Ollie paused. The paused some more. "Um"
He sighed go and check on it." he whispered
"You be okay?", asked Ollie, worried.
He nodded, "I just. It got a bit too much that’s all, just hurry back."
"I'll be back in a flash", Ollie kissed his forehead, racing downstairs
He nodded changing and crawling into bed trying not to crumple up again as he lay under the covers.
After a short while, Ollie came back up, some charred bacon on a plate. He paused, watching Percy quietly, before changing himself, sliding into bed, offering him a slice of bacon.
Percy smiled at the offering and shook his head, "Thank you," he whispered wrapping his arms around him and curling in wanting to feel safe.
Ollie wrapped his free arm around Percy, munching his bacon happily.
"how can you eat that?" he whispered
"M'hungry", responded Ollie.
"I'm sorry I'll make you something tomorrow, Shepherds pie, your favourite, how's that?" he whispered tired the knowledge seeming to spring from nowhere.
Ollie smiled. "How'd you know it was my favourite?"
He blinked and frowned. " I don't...I don't know." he whispered. "Did you tell me?"
"Nope, not that one, anyway", said Ollie.
"Oh...do you think I remembered?"
Ollie's smiled widened. "You could have", he said, hopefully.
He smiled a little hopefully Shepherd’s pie..." he repeated amazed
"Shepherd's Pie", beamed Ollie.
He bit his lip tightening his arms around him breathing him in. Ollie and hsi shepherd's pie." he breathed
Ollie grinned, kissing his forehead. "See? Told you, everything will be great"
"So long as the only thing I get asked is what your favourite food is."
Ollie smiled. "The rest will come, Love, you'll see"
"Well I know about Shepherds pie and that you're apparently in love with me. That'll do for now."
"Only apparently?", Ollie teased, nuzzling him.
He smiled softly. "Alright definitely." he whispered
Ollie smiled, kissing his cheek softly. "That's better"
He turned his head and kissed him sweetly. His fingers playing with Ollie’s as he cuddled in.
Ollie smiled into it, returning it gently, holding him close.
He sighed softly, "Can we get a second opinion tomorrow?"
"Of course", smiled Ollie, kissing his forehead, "We'll find someone who talks sense"
He nodded, "Just maybe there's something else that can help me." He whispered. It's worth a try right?"
"Everything under the sun is worth a try for you, Perce", said Ollie, "I'd dance naked in a fire pit if it was worth a try for you"
He smiled a little and burrowed in deeper for protection his arm wrapped around Ollie's chest. "That probably won't be necessary
Ollie held him close with a chuckle. "Good, 'cause I think I'd go up like a match"
He smiled breathing him in, his ankle hidden protectively against the well one images of a sledge hammer and a piece of wood in his mind.
"It'll be okay", promised Ollie, hugging him, "You'll see"
He looked at him before gently running his fingers down his jaw. He swallowed softly before resting his head on Ollie's shoulder.
Ollie closed his eyes at his touch, before watching him quietly. "...You okay?"
He shook his head silently his fingers resting over his chest.
Ollie's fingers played in Percy's hair gently, resting his chin on the top of his head.
He breathed out slowly leaning into it, "It's alright, go to sleep." he whispered.
"Hey, if something's bothering you, you tell me, okay?", asked Ollie softly.
"I will I'm just...scared." he whispered .
"Let me help", he murmured gently.
He looked up at him, "How?" he whispered softly.
"I don't know", Ollie admitted, "Some way?"
He nodded kissing his chest before cuddling him.
Ollie cuddled him close, at a loss of what to do, petting his hair soothingly.
"You're not sleeping." he whispered.
"Yes I am", lied Ollie with a smile, closing his eyes.
"I can hear you thinking." he whispered.
"What am I thinking?", he mused with a chuckle.
"Well I'm guessing it's not about your next match." he whispered
"Not at all", Ollie smiled, "I stepped down until I was sure you were okay"
He stared at him. "Are you crazy? Go and sign back up right now.
Ollie chuckled. "I couldn't play worrying about you, Pet"
"I'm safe now, I'll be ok." he whispered kissing him.
"Yeah, still", Ollie held him close, nuzzling him affectionately, "I'll still worry"
He smiled, “You should still play, it'll help the routine.”
"I guess", Ollie mumured, his fingers playing in Percy's hair worriedly.
"It can't hurt," he whispered softly
Ollie smiled and nodded, pressing a kiss on Percy's temple. "I'll give it a go....but only if you're sure you'll be okay"
"I will," I’ll come with you if you like."
"Yeah?", Ollie brightened a lot at that prospect.
He nodded, "I'll feel better if you can see me though." He whispered. “Less chance of disappearing.
"That's fine", Ollie smiled, "You'll be somewhere so safe, it would take the entire Ministry to capture you"
He smiled softly. "Alright...I'd like to see you play."
"Then see me play you shall", Ollie beamed.
He nodded, "Now will you fall asleep?”
"Yes, Sir", he winked, leaning in for a gentle kiss, before closing his eyes.
He smiled softly watching him before giving a soft sigh resting his chin on Ollie' chest curling into his strength too on edge ot go to sleep and so made sure the other man rested.