You could feel your stomach twist in knots as you tidied up the common room of Howards Hall, trying to make it look presentable. Today wasn’t just any day—today your parents were coming to visit, and you were finally going to introduce Oliver Wood as your boyfriend.

Oliver lounged on the couch, arms crossed behind his head, smirking as he watched you fuss. “You’re overthinking this,” he said, his voice teasing but gentle. “Your parents are going to love me.”

You spun around, hands on your hips. “Easy for you to say. You’re confident, I’m… well, me. And what if they think I’m joking about us?”

“Then we’ll show them exactly what I think,” Oliver said, standing and walking over to take your hands in his. “That I’m completely, hopelessly in love with you.”

Your heart fluttered, and you couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face. He had a way of calming your nerves just by being near.