Marley McKinnon

Open Question:

Why does Ludo Bagman all of a sudden look really really fit and handsome and why do I suddenly feel the impulse to hang pictures on my wall of him?

I don't even really like the Wasps.

Good Lord. I blame the winking photograph in the latest Prophet. I can't get it out of my head.

Thursday 26 June 1975



Sometimes I really do think I should have taken Muggle Studies. Just for kicks, you know? Maybe my weighted grades could be kicked up a notch by it. But it has to be boring, right? I'd probably just get annoyed by the teacher. Though last I heard they were learning muggle dance moves, and even I don't know any well enough.

Then again, the free period provides good time to catch up on work, I suppose. I do need to start focusing on that, rather than waiting until the morning of to finally write the final draft of an essay. There have been too many times where I've ended up with pumpkin juice-soaked Potions papers to hand in. I look even more inept than I probably already am.

I have nothing of any use to say today. I'll either nap or hit the pitch for some practice by myself.
And by myself, I do mean I'm wishing someone would go with me or meet me there, if you catch my desperate, lame drift.

Even better if you who are meeting me are a fit bloke. But I will survive if not.