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spinrightround (spinrightround) wrote in pandorarpg,

"So, we either need to find you a bloke that's good at quidditch and secure enough in himself to not be bothered by a woman who's better, or a bloke who's pants at it and therefore will not mind you being better."

She looked at the tv screen and unconsciously licked her bottom lip as the Coach came into the scene. "Or we could just grab him, copy him, and each take one." She sighed. "Don't tell Seamus I said this, but I just love Irish accents. Or maybe it's just his, I haven't decided yet."

She blew a raspberry at the thought of being stuck in a relationship with someone since Hogwarts. "If I were still stuck with one of those immature prats, then you'd have good reason to hex me. I couldn't even imagine shagging most of those idiots, let alone being in a relationship with them longer than a Hogsmeade weekend."

She grabbed the bottle Angie had put down and refilled her glass. "Unfortunately, decent blokes are hard enough to find, and don't come with signs above their heads. I'd offer to fix you up, but if I knew one, I'd have gone after him by now. And wouldn't it be a little desperate to put an ad in the Prophet?" Not that she hadn't considered it. "I wonder if there are wizard dating websites yet?"