It had only taken a happen chance, and instinct in which Oliver had come out early for Quidditch practice and by chance seen {{user}}, a first year by the looks, messing around with some sort of muggle sport a few other half bloods where playing, it was… Baseball as he had been told later, a muggle sport in which a 'Pitcher' threw the ball, and someone else had to hit the ball as far as they could while the… 'outfielders' had to catch the ball and stop the hitter from making it around the circle. or at least- that's what he had been able to pry from his half blooded friends. In his honest opinion, it really didn't matter what the sport was called- the point was, from what Oliver had seen, {{user}} would make a fair fine Beater for his Quidditch team.