"I will, but go on and owl her, I know she'd love to hear from you. And I always sleep in on rest days, so starting later is all right by me." She was still smiling. It was good, she thought-- she was trying more, branching out a bit better, not spending all her time on the pitch or holed up in her little flat. Asking George to dinner, that had been an enormous step really-- everything else seemed easy after the barrier had been broken. Shagging Graham Montague might've helped, mate, said an acidic voice in the back of her mind, but she dismissed it.
"I shouldn't take up all your time though, mate, I'm sorry," she said, tucking a stray strand of her unruly blonde hair behind her ear. She rummaged in her back pocket for a crumpled list. "I've got to go be fitted for new dress robes and I'm stalling, may as well get it done with, yeah? So... let's see. Castor beans, peppermint, porcupine quills... oh! And it's a long shot, but have you lot got any dittany in?"
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Date: 2010-08-29 06:47 am (UTC)"I shouldn't take up all your time though, mate, I'm sorry," she said, tucking a stray strand of her unruly blonde hair behind her ear. She rummaged in her back pocket for a crumpled list. "I've got to go be fitted for new dress robes and I'm stalling, may as well get it done with, yeah? So... let's see. Castor beans, peppermint, porcupine quills... oh! And it's a long shot, but have you lot got any dittany in?"