That's what Gwenog had to keep reminding herself as she ran around the pitch, warming up her limbs. She watched as Ludo arrived and began stretching.
She used her vantage point to observe him with his knowledge. He stretched his arms and her breath caught in her throat. Ludo Bagman might be a pompous idiot, but damn, he was an attractive idiot.
"Ludo!" She called out as she began her run towards him.
When he turned towards her, he shot her the beatific smile the made her insides melt. "Gwennie!" He called warmly, wrapping her in a bear hug as she reached him.
"Oompf! Lu-Ludo! Can't breathe!" Gwenog wheezed, hitting his back
He let her go and chuckled good-naturedly. "Sorry about that Gwennie, you know how I get."
She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck. "Yeah, Yeah, I remember."
He gave her a crooked smile and continued on. "So, you wanted to practice? Probably hoping I could give you a few pointers, right?"
It took everything in her to keep from rolling her eyes. "I was just hoping that this could be a good way for us to bury the hatchet and move on, Ludo."
He nodded, "So what's you have in mind, Gwennie?"
"Well,, I was thinking we could just hit the bludger back and forth.... nothing too dangerous, especially since neither of us are wearing our gear."
"Sounds good Gwennie. I can show you some of the new moves I've been working on, and maybe you can utilize them during your next match." He held her chin. "Wouldn't want that pretty face to get hurt." He said softly.
She jerked her chin out of his grasp. "I'm sure I'll be just fine." She said with a sugary sweetness.
Either Ludo was the densest person alive or he truly didn't care about Gwenog's indifference as he threw his arms around her shoulders and gave her a squeeze.
"Now let's get to work." He said, stepping away from her and kicking off on his broom.
She followed suit and was surprised to find that she was having some difficulty keeping up with Ludo. He was much stronger than her, so she was consistently getting thrown back from the speed behind the bludger.
To make matters worse, everytime he saw her struggle, he threw out some asinine comment disguised as advice with a patronizing nickname attached at the end.
She gritted her teeth and scowled "We'll see how much of a sweetheart I am after this." She growled.
Ludo didn't realize it, but what Gwenog lacked in speed, she made up in accuracy. Ludo Bagman might send the bludger speeding at you twice as fast as the average beater, but it was only going to hit you half of the time. When Gwenog Jones sent a speeding bludger at you, you were shit out of luck.
She waited until the perfect opportunity presented itself. Ludo was trying to show off his perfect balance whilst also hitting the bludger by standing on his broom.
Gwenog rolled her eyes at his excessive arrogance, but used the opening to her advantage. She swung her arm back, took aim, and shot the ball directly at Ludo.
He was so busy examining his foot placement that he didn't even see the bludger shooting towards his nether regions.
In a sound that could only be described as sickening sweet, the bludger made perfect contact with the space between Ludo's legs, propelling him off of his broom and, in a perfect double backflip, onto his ass on the ground of the pitch.
The pitch was deadly silent for several moments, the only sound being the blowing breeze and the sound of Ludo's broom falling to the ground.
The groaning of Ludo and the cackling in Gwenog began simultaneous, although Ludo's distance from her resulted in him not hearing her fit of laughter.
Ludo rolled around the ground of pitch in a melodramtic fashion, moaning and groaning until Gwenog touched down next to him.
"Gwennie... what... the...bloody...fuck?!" He managed to wheeze out between the tears and groans.
"I'm so sorry Ludo!" he said, laying it on thick. "The wind must've changed course!" She pouted .
She leaned in close "But look at the bright side Bagman, at least that was the only part of you that got injured. Wouldn't want that pretty face to get hurt." She hissed at him, picking up his broom and throwing it at him before stalking off the pitch.
It wasn't until she got back to her home that she allowed herself to relive the image of Ludo Bagman getting bludgeoned in the testicles.
It's said that the cackling could be heard three blocks down.
