Cheers! (anyone)

"Oi Oliver, get the next round will you, Chap? I've got this lovely bird on my lap, keeping me from standing." Red Barton, one half Puddlemere United's dynamic beater team, hollered across the table, the team had secured in the pub.

Oliver Wood shot his teammate a look of amusement, pausing his conversation with their left wing chaser, Sloane Wrightly. "Yeah, sure." He shrugged nonchalantly. "Musk Ale all right?"

"Cheers, Wood!" Dover Jenkins, Puddlemere's Seeker was already halfway sloshed and was currently entangled with a redhead.

Edwin Taylor, the other half of the beaters nodded. "Ale's all right, Wood."

The final two member of the team, right wing chaser, Nathan Pendleton agreed as well, but center chaser, Hagis Bogard shook his head.

"Gotta get home to me wife, fellas. Cheers to ya then." There was a hint of Luxembourg in his voice as he shakily rose to his feet. Hagis was feeling the after effects of the game, and as he was getting on in years, Oliver would be surprised if he lasted through the season, which was a shame for such a formerly top notch player.

The rest of the team bid him farewell, as Oliver approached Tom for the next round. "Six tankards." He said, before noticing a familiar face also at the bar. "Oi!" He said in surprise, catching their attention.

(Anyone is welcome)

"Oliver Wood, long time no see! You must be swromoring with fan girls by now. So, I hope I don't have to call in reinforcments from Angelina, Katie and Alica" Sirina Hera Black said with a teasing grin.

Oliver frowned. "That didn't scare me at Hogwarts and it doesn't scare me now, now when I've got the likes of Red for back up?" He gestured to the gorilla like beater.

"Ohh, I'm shaking in my boots, I'm so afraid." Sirina chuckled. "Besides, Fred would kill you sicked your big Beater red at me."

Oliver smirked. "Not to beat you up," He chuckled. "I'd tell him to hit on you, and you'd be scarred for life."

"Oh the shame the of it all." Sirina said dramatically as she threw an arm over eyes and pretended to swoon into Oliver arms, causing him to burst out laughing.

Oliver set her right and shook his head. "Red has that affect. He'll never land himself a girlfriend."

Sirina couldn't help it, she burst out laughing. "Wow Olli. You sure know how to be so serious. I don't think you've changed when it comes to Quidditch." Sirina teaased her friend.

"Why would I change?" He shook his head and laughed. "I'm Pro because of it, one of the youngest ones at that. I'm only year older than Krum."

"Oh, please don't bring up Krum. If Ron heard you say that, he would say that your consorting with the enemy." Sirina rolled her eyes.

"Krum is the enemy." Oliver said.

Sirina looked up at Oliver and gave a mock stern look. "Well thank you for that assment Ron Weasley." Sirina rolled her eyes again.

"What, I have to play against him, therefore, he's the enemy." Oliver said.

" Whatever you say Olli." Sirina said with a huge grin.

Oliver groaned. "Don't call me, Ollie." He complained. "You've been spending way too much time with Fred."

"Well he is my boyfriend and fellow prankster, why wouldn't I spend so much time with him?" Sirina teased as she lightly patted Oliver on the cheek.

"Yeah well, he's becoming a bad influence." Oliver shrugged.

"he's a good influnence on me, you jsut wish it was you that I was dating instead of friend." Sirina teased.

"No offense Rina, you're a great bird and all, but you're too out of control for me." Oliver rolled his eyes. "Fred suits you."

"Oh my Goddess the world is coming to an end! Oliver Wood just gave me a complment. I think might faint." Sirina said with a impish grin.

"Well do it over there with the other fangirls if you do." Oliver quipped. "I do deal with swooning fits."

"Oh your such a stick in the mud Oliver." Sirina said as she playfully hit on the shoulder.

"I bloody well am not." Oliver huffed. "I do spend time with Fred, George and Red."

"Geez your in a fine mood today aren't ya?" Sirina teased.

"Sorry, we had dawn practice, feeling a bit snippy." He shrugged apologetically.