Ang laughed as Lee waggled his eyebrows. Even still, after years of knowing him, it still caused her to giggle. Lee was the only person Angelina had ever met that could, and did often, waggle his eyebrows. "Love, you're best suited to commentating!" A quidditch match, even still, just wasn't the same without Lee Jordan's voice. That hadn't been the single hardest thing for Angelina to accept when she played for Appleby, but it was up there. The top was being under Oliver, or playing with all her mates.
"I agree. Where will you be staying? I'm not sure where Oliver is staying, but I can always find him on the pitch at five am. George is staying, er, in the castle." Truthfully, George was staying with Angelina, but it wasn't like they were sleeping together. Ang just had a rather large bed, and she'd offered George the extra space. Regardless, Ang thought it best to keep that fact silent. She was pretty sure no one else knew.