A flush crept up Oliver's cheeks; while well aware of his athletic talents he still firmly believed his success was only possible through his teammates. He also wasn't used to compliments from one-third of the famed trio that saved them from Voldemort's return. He mumbled something about having a good team but beamed at Angie's legacy.
"Yeah, I heard that. Fred reached out to me via owl a few months into the school year wanting to make sure I was alive and not 'possessing' her. But yes," he laughed having rarely seen Hermione unsure of something. "She's one of my chasers."
He shrugged. "Honestly I have a set amount through the year and almost never really go though with them; I usually donate them. But I remember you never missed a game at school and you need to see Angie now; she's only gotten better!"