Oliver still didn't know about Puddlemere's PR restrictions. That although it was the 21st century and same sex marriage legal with all the rights and freedoms as opposite sex marriage, it still wasn't marketable. And for a bloke who'd always kept his sexuality private, the Scot didn't fully comprehend the game they played.
He was in for a rude awakening come 3 October.
For now though, he focused on calming his boyfriends nerves, nudging him with a shoulder as they walked. 'Nae gonnae drop the quaffle. Ye never dropped it b'fore. No reason t'drop it now.'
Fact was fact. Some athletes had butterfingers. Quidditch keepers did not.
'Now, what d'ye wannae for dinner? Anything ye see, can stop and grab it. Thought we'd eat and take a walk along the river. Got about an hour b'fore we gottae be somewhere. S'close, so... Only need t'give ourselves about ten minutes t'get there.'