"Ah, a legend..." He could feel the blush cover his cheeks. Why did people always have to say such nice things about him?! "yeah...I'm fairly certain Harry won't ever forget me...I've mad ehim get up early so many times he's surely got a trauma from it, like the rest of my team." He was smiling though.

"I'm here to give a workshop, while I have spare times between games and practice. We just finished ten minutes before you came over." he shrugged. "I was about to pack and go to the castle. What about you? What brings a not-fan of Quidditch to the pitch?...I mean for me it's like a second home."