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The Journal of Oliver T. Wood

Hearthrob and Not Just A Jock

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I'm Oliver T. Wood. Former P. United Quidditch Player and Wizard. I graduated from Englands finest school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hogwarts. I'm 23, with brown hair and hazel eyes. Physically, I'm in good shape...I'm what people would call, a jock. They would probably be surprised to find out that I can write, let alone, keep a journal. I'm not just a jock. I like classical muggle musical and am something of an amatuer philospher. I'm a bit at an impass in my life and am trying to figure it all out.

I'm a romantic. I belive in romance and love and want so badly to come to the point of where I don't have to face life alone anymore. There is someone who has captured a piece of my heart and I'm hopeing they return it with theirs. If you want me, all you have to do is romance me.

I was Sorted!

Get Sorted By The Hogwarts Sorting Hat!

Just Some Guy
So he's holding me in his arms
And he's giving me sweet little kisses
And he's telling me he'll never harm me
And he's whispering how wonderful this is
And I tell him that I love him
And I tell him I'll be true
And I've said these things to other boys
But right now the old words feel so new And I ask him "how did I get so lucky?
I didn't even have to try"
"I don't know," he says
"I'm nothing special, I'm just some guy."

And he's smiling like he means it
And he's stretched out on his back
And he's telling me now that he loves me
For the fifth or the sixth time, I can't keep track
And I watch his eyes as they shine
Run my fingers through his hair
And I touch his chest where his heart is
And I tell him "I find safe haven there"
And I ask him, "how did you get to be so sweet and so kind?"
"I don't know," he says
"I'm nothing special, I'm just some guy."

And I say
"Your heart is so big, and your mind's so alive,
You have passion and freedom and vision and drive,
You have so much to give and you give it with care,
You have helped me to heal,
And there's nowhere I won't go with you."

And he's holding me, now, even tighter,
And he's breathing me in And he's telling me again that he loves me
And he's tracing his fingertips over my skin
And I'm happier now than I've ever been
And I'm hoping this feeling won't die
And if he says he's just some guy, that's fine
But the truth is, he's mine

My sweetheart, my love
Sent down from the sky
And so very much more than just some guy

-Anthony Rapp