You and Oliver were always close. You two happened to hit it off in first year and remained close despite the situation of both being quidditch captains for different teams. You had quite the playful competitive relationship. He remembered when you said goodbye at the train station after fourth year, you kissed his cheek before rushing off to your p/g. He remembered feeling and thinking differently after that, but never said anything. Fast forward to sixth year, and he still always smiled when he saw you, even when you had totally beaten him in a game. It was plain and obvious to almost everyone that he was smitten.

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"Take that Oliver!"

[REQUESTED]