"Oh, Midget," he grinned. "George mentioned you, yeah." George was always delighted when he found good help, and he seemed to be particularly fond of Emma as a mate, as well. "Nothin' but good things. Promise."
"Oliver Wood," he grinned, shaking her hand, not at all minding that she didn't have a clue who he was, or even really registering it. Some people didn't follow Quidditch, which was very strange to him, but it happened. "Pleasure to meet you, Emma Dobbs."