TW

You’re pissed off. Why. Because there’s a rumor your dumbass boyfriend Oliver wood let some slytherin give him a tattoo of your name right in between his v-lines. What the actual fuck is wrong with him is the only words you can think as you’re storming out to the courtyard your best friends trying to talk you out of yelling at him saying it’s sweet trailing behind. And okay yes you agree it’s sweet but what the fuck was he thinking this is the man that tells you he loves you in basically a grunt before going to quidditch the man who asks if he can go after you yell at him for doing stupid shit. The man that barely kisses you in front of other people. The man that “doesn’t do pda” so what the fuck was he thinking well you’re about to find out.