"Who was it?" Percy asked, temper cooling slightly despite the fact that he had yet to see where Oliver would toss his filthy robes. Percy had known each of the female Puddlemere players, starting and reserve, by name and hair color before Oliver had even made the team, courtesy of his mate's enthusiasm for the game.
Which wasn't in the least to suggest that Percy wasn't grateful for the information. Their Seeker was quite fit.