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[quid_witch]

Wnie is goooooood. Argor brilliant fillius pomononona oooops! Fellover.

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Locked to Rolanda Hooch.

[aculeatus]

It always makes me so proud to be working with such intellectuals.

I was only saying the other day that you couldn't hold your drink. Looks like you held it long enough to get it down your throat, at least.

Locked to Severus Snape

[quid_witch]

Ha ha, Severus, very droll. I'd suggest we had a drinking contest the next time you went to the pub, but you never actually leave the school, do you? Your social life is truly to be envied.

Locked to Rolanda Hooch.

[aculeatus]

Yes - I'm sure an evening drinking oneself near-insensible with cheap liquor is far more enriching a prospect than, Hecate forbid, reading a book.

[a_filch]

Was it you that threw up on the second floor corridor? Only I've got better things to do than clear up puke.

[quid_witch]

Oh, Argus, I am sorry. I must have eaten a bad clam. Please, allow me to make it up to you. Fancy coming up for a drink or two?

[a_filch]

Bad clam?
How come Mrs Norris turned her nose up at it, then? Loves seafood, does Mrs Norris. Smelt more like whisky to me.

Any road, if you're offering a free drink I don't want any of that cheap shite you normally palm off on visitors, it'd do better weatherproofing the Quidditch stands (which reminds me, did you want the east stand's stairs repairing before the winter? Only I'll have to see when I can fit it in.)

[quid_witch]

Perhaps the clam had been drinking whisky. I've heard of such behaviour, it's not uncommon.

Why, that would be simply delightful of you to repair the Quidditch stands. You're such a generous soul. I must repay you. I will not take no for an answer. And I'll gather the best of my whisky together, just for you.

[anwesu]

Madame Hooch, are you ill?

[quid_witch]

No, dear, I just had an exhausting day of Quidditch training and fell asleep on my keyboard. It must have sent by mistake. But I appreciate your concern, Susan.

[anwesu]

Oh, I am glad you're not sick! The way it read, it sounded exactly like Aunt Amelia speaks when - she quite often gets ill at Christmas. I think it's all the rich food. Anyway, I'm glad you're all right.