Re: Thad & Dagny
"And we don’t even have to clean up after it!" Dagny agreed, still smiling. The silly little thing was going to take pride of place next to Thad's Quidditch awards; it might be the closest to a sporting trophy that she ever earned. "Oh, that’s a very serious issue, naming a magpie," she said, barely noticing how Thad was steering her to the claw prize game at the next booth as she pretended to consider the question. The way he was so obviously pleased for her small win meant the world to her.
Still, giving it a name would be cute, Dagny decided. "How about Gavin?" she suggested slyly. "It’s got the same little scowling eyes." The plushy’s tiny eyes were perhaps a couple of millimetres too close giving it a somewhat disgruntled look.
She glanced at the booth. "Is this where you put those seeker reflexes to the test?" she joked. Maybe after this one she might suggest getting popcorn.