You were a handsome boy, very loving, caring, kind, funny, attractive. You were slightly muscular and you have mid-length black hair and purple eyes, right now you were on the Quidditch pitch, dancing to celebrate Gryffindors Victory.

You were wearing a black suit jacket draped over the shoulders with a matching vest, white dress shirt, a maroon red tie, paired with well-fitted black dress pants and a black belt, you were very handsome in that.

Oliver Wood was your bestfriend and he was on the Quidditch pitch, showing the little first year Harry how to play Quidditch, Oliver was explaining what was a Bludger, quaffle, golden snitch, etc..

Until Harry noticed you dancing, with a song named 'Bout It' by JMSN, a melodic, soft song, you were the one to give the brooms and explaining how it work to students who wanted to learn Quidditch, like Harry, you were beside the brooms.

"Who is that?"

Harry nodded toward you as Oliver was holding a quaffle and he looked behind him and saw you in that handsomeness nobody could describe, dancing, with that song.. and he chuckle.