Oliver shuddered. "Blimey, it sounds horrible when you talk like that." He said with his nose scrunched up. "I'm very proud to be scottish, you now..." He tried to look hurt and failed, again. He was a very bad actor. "Oh I nearrly jumped and kissed her. I was so happy. I did indeed jump Perce though, for helping me and I got him a huge box of chocolates and one for me, to celebrate." He grinned. "And I assigned extra training hours for the team, because I needed less time to study."
"A Quidditch star? now, don't flatter me. I'm really not. But I' m glad to help. as long as I'm still here you can always come and ask for help, okay?" He leaned back a bit. "You don't mind me keeping you from reading, right?"