Bridget Bagman

Ravenclaw Twenty Four ICWQC It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.

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hitwizmckinnon:

Nah, don’t be. I wasn’t giving 110% to make it more obvious on my end.

What is it? 

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groovekinnon:

“It was an accident! It’s not my fault he gives up easy. You’d think he’d never been hit in the nose before.”

And on this episode of Weeding Out The Wimps With Marlene...

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groovekinnon:

“I could give you a real run for your money on the Quaffle Toss, but last time, they cut me off early for whacking the bloke running the booth on the nose. Do they look closer to the mediwitch tent this year to you, too?”

That was you? You put him out of a three year run. 

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hitwizmckinnon:

The comment about your job was a dick move, but I’m not going to apologize for being mean to Mrs. Polanski’s pet melons. Did that come off as a rejection? I really do need to put more effort into it next time. 

Still pretty mortified over here. 

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hitwizmckinnon:

It was a possibility. 

It was. Mean about my job, mean about poor Mrs. Polanski’s bloody canteloupe, totally rejected my advance until you pecked me like a chicken and ran. 

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bbjorkins:

“My drunk aunt says my mum’s the drunk aunt. I don’t know who to believe. Do you think it’s possible to have two drunk aunts in a family?”

Yes. When Otto has kids Ludo and I will be the drunk aunts. 

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bbjorkins:

“Do you have one, too?”

A drunk aunt? Oh, yeah. She’s a delight.  

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hitwizmckinnon:

That was a much better way than I expected this conversation to go. 

What, did you think I was really mad? 

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hitwizmckinnon:

Alright then. I’m sorry I didn’t give you 110% this time. 

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hitwizmckinnon:

Yes to…? 

Both. Yes, you can apologize and yes, we can pretend it didn’t happen. 

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dawnmwithey:

Marlene. She only had nice things to say though, about you and the honeydew.

She’s a bloody gem. Have a match and a half, Dawn, yeah? We’ll hang out sometime. It really was nice to meet you. 

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the-regulusblack:

“I’m seventeen.  But try telling that to her.”

Does she feed you? 

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dawnmwithey:

Don’t worry, Bridget, I will. Oh – you’re Ludo’s sister – the melon girl!

I’m Dawn – it’s nice t’meet you.

You too. Which McKinnon is it now, poking at my damn honeydew?

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hitwizmckinnon:

I could do better. 

Then yes. 

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dawnmwithey:

I hope I’ll see you cheering for the right team, though.

I hope I’ll see you digging craters. 

Bridget, by the way, sorry. Bagman. 

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dawnmwithey:

I’m just sayin’ –

So am I!

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the-regulusblack:

“I’d rather face this torture than deal with my angry mother– I appreciate the offer to turn your head all the same.”

Mhm. You don’t look under age.