Here's my first Oliver Wood imagine. I want this one to be a sweet and caring one. Enjoy!

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"I'm going to kill Fred and George when I get out of here," I yelled.

"Hey, they said that they was tired of our daily arguing," Oliver said, laughing.

"You find this funny?" I asked.

"A little," Oliver Wood answered, smirking," I'm in a locked room with a pretty girl, so I'm not complaining."

"You think I'm pretty?" I asked.

"Yes," Oliver answered.

"But whenever we are practicing together, you always argue with me," I said.

"Yeah because I honestly don't know how to tell you that I had feelings for you," Oliver explained.

I always liked Oliver since the day I become a chaser on the Gryffindor team. He was so handsome but I was so focused on the game and my training to get on a good quidditch team after Hogwarts. There were scouts coming up for the next Gryffindor game and I was more focused on them coming.

Oliver and I have practice harder everyday on the next game against Hufflepuff. Most of the team complained about all of the practices Oliver had us doing, the early practices that almost lasted until halfway into dinner time. But I didn't mean because he and I were trying to be the best quidditch players to become a player on one of the famous teams after Hogwarts.

I didn't know what to say to Oliver. I did like him but I want to focus on my career as a Quidditch player.

"I don't think you might not feel the same way...." Oliver stated to say but my lips shut him up.

Maybe when this next match with Hufflepuff was over, and I heard back from the scouts then I could be with Oliver. Plus his lips felt so great on mine as he deepen the kiss. I pulled away and smiled at Oliver.

"I guess you feel the same way," Oliver said, grinning.

"Of course, I did," I told him, holding his hand.

"Will you go on a date with me on the next hogsmeade visit?" Oliver asked.

The next hogsmeade visit was a couple of weeks after the quidditch match with Hufflepuff. I would have heard back from the scouts by then. Even if I didn't hear from them by then, I didn't want to pass an offer to go a date. It's been years since I had a decent date with anyone. It was time to take a little break for one day with a date from Oliver.

"Sure, I would that," I answered.

Oliver was kissing me again. We pulled away when we heard Fred and George clapping and cheering Oliver on kissing me.

"About time that heated tension between you two works out for the better," George said.

"You were right, George," Fred replied," All they needed was a room to talk about it in."

I was going to chase George and Fred down. But Oliver pulled me back to him and kissed me. I pulled away and grinned.

"Maybe I won't get back at them," I said.

"Yeah, I'm definitely buying them a lot of sweet treats when we get to hogsmeade," Oliver replied.

"Maybe I'll help with that," I said," But right now I want to kiss my new boyfriend's lips, maybe you can help me with that."

I laughed as Oliver pushed into a wall and asked," Who's this new boyfriend of yours like?"

"Oh, he's so sweet, kind, quite handsome and crazy about Quidditch as much as I am," I explained, smiling.

"He sounds like a great guy, but I don't remember asking if you wanted to be my girlfriend or not," Oliver said, teasing me.

"I know I was asking you to be my guy," I told him.

"Always got to take control of the situation?" Oliver asked.

"I won't be the girl you fell for if I didn't," I said, laughing.

"True, I would love to be your boyfriend," Oliver said, before kissing me.

After kissing for a few minutes, we heard Snape saying," Detention for you two tomorrow night."

Getting caught kissing and getting detention may put our practices on hold for one night. I thought it was worth it, to have got an awesome boyfriend, who I married three years later. We got married after getting accepted on the same team after finishing Hogwarts. Becoming the perfect Quidditch playing couple. They said we was the best unstoppable couple of the year, that anyone saw. No one can defeat us when we were on the Quidditch pitch.

Oliver was sweet, caring and romantic when he asked me to marry him. I said yes and we had married and had two twin girls a year later. I was so happy that I said yes to being Oliver girlfriend. Because Oliver was the next best thing that happened to me besides, being on the best Quidditch team. I can't have asked for a better guy to love me than Oliver Wood.

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Two years later

I was sitting between my twin girls and telling them of my adventures with Oliver over the years. They loved hearing how charming and knight in shining armor Oliver was towards me. And they wanted to hear the story again tonight. I just telling them the ending of it all. They looked so tired.

"Momma, was Daddy your prince charming?" (Y/D/N) asked.

"Yeah, mommy, did daddy rescue you from a dragon?" (Y/O/D/N) asked.

"Yes, he was so charming and still loves me to this day," I told her," Yes, he said that he would be there to protect me and us no matter what happens."

"That's so sweet, momma," (Y/D/N) said.

"I hope I met a boy just as caring as daddy was to you," replied (Y/O/D/N).

"Me too," I told them, as I tucked them in.

Then I climbed into bed with Oliver and laid down next to him.

"So, what story do you tell them tonight?" Oliver asked.

"Ours," I answered.

"Again?" Oliver asked, laughing.

"They like hearing how great and charming their father is," I answered.

"Well, what can I say?" Oliver told me," I have been told I can be quite charming a few times."

"You're so cheesy," I said, as he rubbed my small pregnant belly.

"What I could wait is to see this little prince?" Oliver told me.

I laughed. I don't want to break it to him that he was going to have another princess running around the house. He wanted the gender to be a surprise, but he keeps saying it's going to be a boy. He didn't know that I knew it was a girl. I just wanted to be prepared for the arrival of our third child.

"But what if it's not a boy?" I asked.

"Then we'll have babies until we both are happy with our big families," Oliver answered.

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"You said that you loved having my babies, right?" Oliver asked.

"Of course, I did," I answered," It's just that I really miss playing Quidditch with you."

"Baby, I know, but I love you being the mother of our children," Oliver said.

"Yeah I guess that is the plus side of being with you," I replied, "I love you so much, Oliver."

"I love you so much, too," Oliver said, before kissing me goodnight.

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Nine months, five hours, twenty nine minutes later

I was laying in a hospital bed with our girl while Oliver was sitting next to me in a chair with our son. I didn't know there was two babies when I went to find out the sex of our baby. The doctor that twins sometimes hid behind each other. But I saw that Oliver was glad to having another set of twins. At least, I was happy to finally give him a son. But he told me that he didn't care if I gave him just girls.

As long as they grew up and do something great with their lives and made him proud of them. I knew that I was really happy to have Oliver as my husband and father to my children. Things was going to be so great as we grow old together. Nothing was going to ruin what I had with Oliver or our future children. Oliver was right about me being great at having his children. I want a big, gigantic family and Oliver was more than happy to give me that.

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I wanted this one to be a fairytale type of imagine. I hope you guys liked reading this one. Because I enjoyed writing this one. Oliver was always one of my favorite character from the books and movies. Comment and let me know what you think of it.