Oh sweet mother of Merlin.

Oliver gaped.

Quidditch? They were playing Quidditch!? THEY WERE PLAYING QUIDDITCH! WOO HOO!!!! True, it was a half-cocked version of Quidditch but it was enough to satisfy the former Captain's withdrawals from the game for an hour or so. Miranda so should have been here. She would have LOVED this.

Now.. the question was, which position to play? Oliver was a seasoned player in ALL those positions. OH yeah, because he was THAT awesome.

Looking around and grimacing when he saw Cam with a bat in her hand, he was tempted to go for the same position, so at least he would have the protection of his own bat. He didn't much fancy being thwacked with a rock. But EVERYONE seemed to be going for Beater, so the Snake decided to, very typically of his nature, be different from the masses and he opted for Keeper.

He went to grab the gear needed, a broom and protection and, of course, a helmet. His precious noggin needed a-protectin'... especially if he was vulnerable and in goal.

After getting 'suited up', he kicked off the ground and up up up up he soared. “WOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Oh my.. Jeez, it was good to be back in the air. The delight showed in the Slytherin's face as he circled the pitch a few of times (like the show off he was) and positioned himself in goal.

Stuff Lainey. Professor Vindictus was now officially his favourite professor.

"Bring it."

heh.