Mikey swung round at the sound of his name, a grin stretching across his face as he took in who had just come to join him.
"John Nolan," he said just as cheerily, "I would love one." He had the feeling there were other Quaffles lying around, possibly waiting to trip him up as the sky got determinedly darker.
"I've been hearing all kinds of interesting things about you, my friend," he said, raising an eyebrow as he shoved the ball into the sack. "What's this about you facing off with our DADA teacher in the Great Hall?"