Oliver smiled when Lia said that it was almost like dream come true. It was good to enjoy what you did, no one would know better than Oliver. Mostly because he genuinely couldn't imagine ever doing anything but playing Quidditch. As much as people made fun of him for being in love with the game he kind of was. When he had graduated Hogwarts he hadn't even considered doing anything else but playing the game professionally. And he was fucking good at it, too, which was the best thing. If had been stuck in a team like Cannons Olive probably would've cried. Yes, they all loved the game but damn some of them were so awful it was painful to watch.
"Christmas shopping," he replied honestly at her question about coming to Diagon Alley today. He might passionately hate Christmas but that sadly didn't mean he could not get presents. "I'm going home on Friday, so I need to get all the shopping and wrapping done," Oliver added with a slight shrug before taking a sip of his drink. "I can't say I like Christmas because that would be a massive lie but my siblings would be most unimpressed if I didn't get them anything," he said with a chuckle.
Christmas shopping was an awful business as was Christmas as a whole but oh, well, it had to be done and it would be over soon and everything would go back to how it usually was. With Oliver concentrating on Quidditch and ignoring absolutely everything else. December was never a good month for him, mostly because it was the only time of the year when he had to go home but thankfully that was never more than a week anyway. He'd probably end up killing himself if it was.
"You've got a large family, haven't you?" He asked, somewhat remembering a bit about the Moon family. As far as he could tell their family resembled a soap opera, but Oliver would lie if he said he knew much about them, only the small bits he had learned from the few chats with Lincoln.