"I'm sure we aren't, well in my case weren't, so horrible as captains, after all noone left the team because of us." He shrugged. "They probably liked being bossed around by us, what do you think?" He asked and took a step closer, plopping down on the soft green grass in front of Harry. "they just didn't want to admit it to anyone..." He chuckled.
"Your mom works for the ministry, doesn't she?" Oliver was fairly sure he had heard it somewhere, but on the other hand, it could have just been a rumor. "But I know, if you were to become a pro, the teams would totally fight over you. Just imagine it! You flying in a game against Victor Krum...I bet five galleons you'd win against him."