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RP: First Date
Who: Lavender Brown and Oliver Wood
When: 08 September 2005
Where: Diagon Alley
What: A date, he thinks
Status: Closed
Rating: PG
Oliver paced a bit in his bedroom and sighed. He wasn't sure what possessed him to ask Lavender to dinner, but he was committed to doing this. She was a nice girl, and it was just one date. It wasn't as if it had to be anything more. It had been eight years, and he knew Colin would be going off to school and he might want to have more to life than his son and quidditch. But it didn't make it much easier.
He picked up the small bouquet of daisies off the counter in the kitchen on the way out the door. Witches still liked flowers, right? He was rubbish at this. He was rubbish at dating before his wife died, and this only made it worse. Not that he and his wife really ever dated. Drunken shagging a few times before she showed up at his door didn't really make much of a relationship. Truthfully, the last serious girlfriend he had was at Hogwarts. He shook his head. For all the rumors of the sex god Wood was, he was just an awkward bloke.
He apparated over to Lavender's and took a deep breath. He smoothed down his dark blue button down shirt that he had tucked into a nice pair of jeans. Nothing too fancy, but he looked okay. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Who: Lavender Brown and Oliver Wood
When: 08 September 2005
Where: Diagon Alley
What: A date, he thinks
Status: Closed
Rating: PG
Oliver paced a bit in his bedroom and sighed. He wasn't sure what possessed him to ask Lavender to dinner, but he was committed to doing this. She was a nice girl, and it was just one date. It wasn't as if it had to be anything more. It had been eight years, and he knew Colin would be going off to school and he might want to have more to life than his son and quidditch. But it didn't make it much easier.
He picked up the small bouquet of daisies off the counter in the kitchen on the way out the door. Witches still liked flowers, right? He was rubbish at this. He was rubbish at dating before his wife died, and this only made it worse. Not that he and his wife really ever dated. Drunken shagging a few times before she showed up at his door didn't really make much of a relationship. Truthfully, the last serious girlfriend he had was at Hogwarts. He shook his head. For all the rumors of the sex god Wood was, he was just an awkward bloke.
He apparated over to Lavender's and took a deep breath. He smoothed down his dark blue button down shirt that he had tucked into a nice pair of jeans. Nothing too fancy, but he looked okay. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.