#ludobagmcns

[fcrox]

who: @ludobagmcns where: Diagon Alley when: mid-afternoon

Was it the Christmas cheer or simply a growing boredom on days off? Whatever the case Estelle found herself wandering the path of Diagon Alley, browsing a store here or there. Christmas shopping was done on the side, most things arranged simply to be delivered to her home. There was no need to be bothering with too much baggage and in fact, most bags and boxes simply didn’t look nice enough to be carried around.

Last stop was the quidditch supply shop. A few things in the display window had caught her eye and by now she knew by far more quidditch players and those in appreciation of the sport than she cared to put into words. The witch didn’t mind the sport, was happy to indulge a little bit here and there. It was a familiar face that drew her attention, caused her to shift her weight and turn to face the other. “I would say it’s a surprise, but honestly, where else would one find you if not in front of a quidditch supply shop, hm?” Head tilted to the side she moved closer, heels clicking on the ground below. “Hello, Ludo.”

[ggathena]

where: three broomsticks who: @ludobagmcns

For once having a good day, the witch had gone out to get some quidditch supplies and decided to grab a drink afterwards. Sitting by the bar, Athena was enjoying a simple butterbeer, not looking for the usual high. A figure sliding into the seat beside her made her turn her head to see who it was, a chuckle leaving her lips as she recognised the wizard. “Ludo, dear, miss getting your ass kicked or simply miss my pretty face?”

[notdelicatc]

Once a person to be found on the opposing quidditch team, now someone Emmeline would occasionally welcome to the shop. Times truly had changed, even for the brunette that usually kept a rather strict selection of people around her. It was fair to say that, however one wished to put it, Ludo Bagman was certainly the odd one out. Sorting through the shelves to take inventory of what was on display in the store and what hidden away within the basement, while pondering her own father’s collection, and wondering if a trip to Borgin & Burke’s may be an option, the voice drifting in caused the former Slytherin to turn toward the noise. “Am I ever not busy?”

The witch took a step away from the shelf, inventory ledger within her hands closed with a thud as she placed it on the counter instead. “The trick is to find a way to always be busy. Helps you get out of plenty of things you don’t want to be in.” A shrug. “That little piece of advice is on the house. Not that we usually give out advice beyond the standard ‘Don’t touch that’ warning. What can I do for you?” The witch could only guess. Boredom, surely. - @ludobagmcns

for: @notdelicatc where: arcana obscura

Ludo will admit he never cared much for his father's former career choice of cursebreaking, it always seemed too complicated to him. But he seems to have found a way to know more, with Rabastan leading him to knowing Emmeline. A woman he had known more or less in school when she played Quidditch but certainly more familiar with now. Which is what's leading him to her shop today, he was simply bored and wanted to chat.

"'Ello, Emmeline. Busy?" were the words that left his mouth once he saw the girl. "Hopefully not, since I am already here and really don't want to leave."

[aurorasinistrax]

where: leaky cauldron who: @ludobagmcns

With her best friend being a famous Quidditch player, she didn't get to see him as often as she did when they were in school. She was happy to receive an owl earlier in the week about meeting up for drinks. A lot had happened the last time they had seen each other and she wanted to fill him in about how things were with Remus.

Of course, she had arrived before him, finding a table in the back, his favourite drink already there waiting for him. A bright smile crossed her lips when he walked in, waving him over in her direction.

"Oh my merlin, it's that hot hunky Quidditch player Ludovic Bagman. Ladies, hide your panties." She shouts out standing, giggling when he walks in her direction. "Did you miss me?" She reaches out to give him a hug.

[pandoraxnott]

where: cobb's and webb who: @ludobagmcns

Pandora found herself lost in the locket in front of her. Nimble finger worked at threads of blues and reds that lay visible for her, twisting the curse that weaved around the metal. It was no deadly to her, considering her blood, but knew if a muggle touched it, it would surely end in their death. She tampered with the magic in hopes to relieve the curse.

Time had slipped away, normally what would happen, that the chime of the doors brought her out of her trance. Her head first turned to glance at the clock. "We are closed," now realising they did in fact close fifteen minutes ago, glancing up to find a familiar face making their way to her.

"Ludo?" It had been some time since she had last seen him. "Are you lost?" A tease.

[sophia-tuttle]

For: @ludobagmcns Location: The three broomsticks

They had been close friends since school, and it carried into adulthood. Due to Ludo's schedule, Sophia wasn't always to spend time with him like they used too. However, they would then take advantage of any free time he may have.

She had just finished at the Bakery, normally she'd head home after, though tonight she was finally getting some much needed catch up time with her friend.

She rushed down the coble street, in a hurry not to be late. Entering the three broomsticks, she looked around, a smile appearing across her face once she noticed him at the bar.

"Hey you." she grinned, taking a seat next to him. "I can't believe you actually beat me here this time. "

Sophia got herself comfy, removing her coat and placing it on the back of the chair.

"So, what you having today and please tell me you intend to have some food, because I may have skipped lunch and I'm starving."

[closedrosemary-blog1]

Rosemary had never before been spoken to in the way that Amycus had spoken to her. You knew this was going to happen, you foolish girl. She told herself in a voice that mimicked her mothers to a T. She hid away from the public view long enough to get all the tears out, long enough to get a grip and figure out what to do. She knew he had these problems, she just didn’t think they’d lash out onto her. He said he would never hurt her and he did. He did hurt her and even if it was because Rodolphus was there it didn’t make it okay. The walk back to the castle was one she had always been too afraid to make alone, so she found herself pushing open the doors of the three broom sticks in hopes to find Wendy. After a moment of searching, she let out a heavy sigh and walked towards the back. Wendy wasn’t here, but Ludo sat alone cheering at something someone said and she couldn’t stop herself from crossing over to him.

“Ludo.” she greeted weakly, putting her hands on the back of the chair facing him. “Would you mind if I sat with you for a bit? I can’t find Wendy--” oh heavens, he’s probably here with a date. She thought, feeling even more like a burden than she previously had. “I promise I can try to be good company though.”

@ludobagmcn

[expectatvalentines]

Roses are red Violets are blue I don’t want STDS Do you?

Happy Valentines Day to the guy who keeps the number 2 out of being #2! (Aka, you’re not shit, mate, I love you). Honestly, wouldn’t have anyone else watching my back, or helping me with beatdowns both on and off the quidditch pitch. My partner and crime, I hope you use every single one of your gifts before the month is out. I’m rooting for you!

Love Always, Gwenog

@ludobagmcn

[gwcnogjones]

Gwenog caught sight of a familiar head of insanely curly hair hovering above the crowd at the Three Broomsticks. Elbowing people out of the way, a butterbeer in hand, she set it on a table briefly before tackling Ludo’s back in a hug. “Hey, dork!” She grinned cheerful. (Who could be sad on Hestia’s birthday?!) “Like my V-Day present?”

@ludobagmcn

[mllexchastain]

@ludobagmcn

Liliane much preferred to celebrate her birthday quietly - her parents had thrown lavish parties that she hated before she came to Hogwarts, and once she arrived here, she just kept as quiet as she could about the day. Several of her housemates knew, but she solved that issue by slipping out of the common room early and returning late. However, this year, she had made the mistake of leaving several books she needed in the dormitory, so after lunch, she made the trek back up to the tower; with any luck, the common room would still be empty and she wouldn’t have to deal with any celebratory conversation. After answering the riddle, she stepped into the room and gave only a cursory glance around before starting toward the dormitory.

[hopkirk-blog1]

sunday fun day- ludo&falda

Throwing herself down onto the sofa in the Ravenclaw common room, Mafalda had prior finished all of her work due for the next week. Being on top of her studies had always been something, Mafalda made sure of. It released stress and her week and weekends were almost always spent with relaxation time. Although, many times her relaxation time would be interrupted by her good friend and utter bad influence, Ludo Bagman. Rolling her eyes teasingly, Mafalda groaned. “Can’t you stay away from me for five minutes? Or are you that obsessed with me?” Holding her hands on her stomach as her eyes roamed from him to the ceiling. 

A smirk falling upon her lips, “Luckily for me, I finished every single assignment for this coming week, meaning I have nothing at all to do.” Reaching her arms out in front of her, sitting up to crack her knuckles. “How about yourself? Have you much work to do or are you up for an adventure?”  She grinned, a mischievous tone to her voice. It was a Sunday after all, nothing fun ever happened on a Sunday. Mostly it was filled with the dread of returning to classes the next day. “I’m always going to be an advocate for homework though, so if you do have it. Do not lie to me.” Mafalda said pointedly, trying her best to maintain her straight face. 

@ludobagmcn 

[fcrox]

Every day was filled with the typing of words, the sound of her quill scratching along on parchment enchanted to capture her very thoughts at any given moment and, of course, in interview the words of others. Or whatever she preferred to keep of it. There was fun in twisting things to be a little more intense. As such Rita found herself surrounded by those equally intense. So long as they kept her entertained the blonde was more than willing to do the same and keep them equally amused. The witch had her charm.

In all of that it was no surprise to hear a knocking that left no time to react before Rita found herself face to face with Ludo Bagman. “Has it?” Her eyes had returned to the parchment in front of her. Some days she preferred handwritten thoughts to those of a typewriter. “I could have sworn you were here just a while ago. Perhaps time simply flies.” A quick motion of her hand, pointing at the comfy sofa found within the corner. “What can I offer you before you spill those ideas for an article?” The journalist could imagine what the other wanted. Wouldn’t be the first time. - @ludobagmcns

for: @fcrox (rita skeeter) where: the daily prophet

There were two people at the daily prophet that had the honor (yes, honor, according to Ludovic at least) of his almost bi-weekly company. Today though, that honor went to the lovely journalist Rita. He strolled through the office like he belonged, which to be fair, is how he walks into most places, and made his way to find her. Ludo thought he did just incredible in his last match and, obviously, it needed to be reported on. And once he did, he gave a half knock on the door as if he wasn't already entering.

"Rita, gorgeous. It's been too long." It's been two weeks, if that. But who's counting? "I had an article idea for you."