"Oh right." Oliver nodded. 'Favourite' sounded very nice, no matter what the context was. "And then you ended up losing at Quidditch and my team won the Quidditch cup, must've been depressing for you, huh?" With that he was heading somewhere he didn't wanna go tonight, but after saying it it was too late.
He had been quite glad that Flint had stayed for a year longer, it had made winning the cup a real challenge, because Marccus follow-up captain obviously was quite lame at being a captain. marcus hadn't been.