Date: 16 June 2005
Characters: Fleur Delacour, Oliver Wood, Napoleon
Location: A Park in Exeter
Status: Private
Summary: Fleur and Oliver enjoy the day together.
Completion: Complete
A walk in the park. He had taken her on a simple walk in the park. At the end of the walk they unpacked the take away lunch they had purchased at the coffee shop and had a
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But by the time they caught up with the willful dog, Napoleon was alternately nudging the ball (which was half his size) at a full run in the center of a makeshift playing field and drooling on it as if her were very much in love with it. She and Oliver quickly arrived on the scene to rescue him, although Fleur discovered that Napoleon was not in need of saving.
"At least he is not trying to fuck it," she murmured into Oliver's shoulder as they joined the small group of young people who had been playing before their ball had been molested.
Fleur spoke too soon...
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Now that was funny...even funnier than Jerry Lewis.
She jogged over to where Oliver lay in a heap and gave him an I-told-you-so look before she suddenly found herself down on the ground beside him after being undercut by an over-anxious Napoleon. She desperately grabbed at the hem of her flowing skirt to keep it from flying up and showing the world her pink knickers. Before she could gather herself Oliver was up and he and the dog were in pursuit of the playing children ( ... )
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The dog jumped on his leg when he heard his name and when he spotted the ball, he gave an odd grunt and took off.
Fleur was just laying there in the grass and Oliver was bouncing like a little child who had to pee. She looked beautiful and memories of what they shared a few moments ago started to make his blood boil. But she wasn't even looking at him and he saw her blue eyes drift past him to watch the impromtu football match. He finally waved his hand at her and grinned. "If you're just going to lay there, you can at least cheer for me."
He turned and noticed that the boiling mass of children seemed to be running back at them. He then saw the two cups lying out and knew instinctively it was a football goal. He ran over and situated himself between the cups before he yelled at the kids. "Oi, I'm the Keeper!!"
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"Oh mon Dieu, oh mon Dieu," she wailed, "Oli-vair, oh, Oli-vair! I am so sorry!" She tried to move toward him and touch his shoulder, try to comfort and help him in some way. "I did not mean for zat to 'appen! Oh mon Dieu, Oli-vair, m'a laissé vous aider!" (Oh my God, Oliver, let me help you!)
She had no idea what to do. It was not like she could kiss it and make it all better, well, at least not in front of all the children. She settled for gently rubbing her hand up and down Oliver's back, that, and fighting not to outright laugh at the situation. She leaned down to speak, to try to at least console him in some way.
"Zis is something zat you and I should put inside a Pensieve, non?" she whispered as she bit her lip to keep herself from giggling.
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Still, her hand on his back was quite nice although she seemed to be causing a certain amount of arousal that was becoming a bit painful. He rolled away, not wanting to tempt fate and have testicle number two run away in fear as his excitement became more evident when he fell under the spell of her touch.
"No laughing. I'm dying here." He said through clenched teeth, knowing that wasn't quite true. He looked at her after she mentioned the Pensieve and muttered. "That would be brilliant. We could show everyone the reason Oliver Wood could never have children."
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"How can I help you?" she pleaded, "And do not tell me zat I have already done enough! Grunt, or something, so I know you are still alive."
Then Napoleon arrived on the scene like Peter Sellers in a Pink Panther film, launching himself directly at the back of Oliver's head and landing with an affectionate nuzzle that only served to injure the poor man further ( ... )
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She wanted to act as if she had just been terribly insulted but the next words he said melted her heart and she found herself being pulled down abruptly next to him. He still had his strength even considering the horrible trauma he had just experienced, which was impressive in a way that was slightly naughty. She had to find a way to force herself to NOT think about sexual intimacy with Oliver Wood every time she was in his presence, especially when in public, when on a date, when they were with others, after him being injured, when they were alone together...she had to figure out a way of controlling herself, which was not easy considering she was a Veela and she had not had sex since January...and all she had to do was think of Oliver and she became distracted. It was difficult ( ... )
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