He watched Madam Hooch retreat, wondering what kinda work she could have when there were no brooms to be fixed and no flying lessons to be given on her behalf, but then he shrugged the thought off. Oliver spun around, delighted to hear a familiar voice. "Harry!" He greeted him with a wide grin and offered his hand to the boy.
"Oh the hell I've seen it! You were bleedin' amazing, the way you wiped Slytherin off the pitch! I think it's safe to say I taught you well." he said with a wink and couldn't help the huge grin that was plastered on his face. Slytherin had always been their hardest opponent but Gryffindor had so clearly won that match it was great!
At heart he was still a Gryffindor after and seeing the house's team wiin against their biggest opponent was just awesome.