Emelia Spinnet | Pureblood | Chaser for Holyhead Harpies (RP Blog for sleepingdragonhq)
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celestinaxshacklebolt:
“Oh I don’t know… must have been the shouting or the punching or it was maybe the loud cracking sound,” Celestina replied, “Were you expecting people to not look when all that happened or…?”
“I never said that.” Em rolled her eyes before necking her shots, “All I asked was what you were looking at? Now, if you can just mind your own fucking business, well that would be great.”
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clcmcntincdclacour:
“I can’t say I spend that much time getting concussions but I imagine that is a symptom of your job. That being said, I can’t imagine it’s pleasant whatever way you look at it.” Clementine answered, rubbing the area once more. “The last thing I need is to be the reason you can’t play too.”
“It can be but most of the time, I’m the one giving other quidditch players the injuries.” Em played rough when it came to Quidditch, she had always been that way, even at Hogwarts and she wasn’t going to change that. “I’ll be fine. I learnt every healing spells and potions I would need to know just in case of quidditch or non-quidditch related injuries.”
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scxrpiusxmalfcy:
“Just the spectacle you caused, making my Tuesday night far more entertaining.” Scorpius commented, looking into his own glass, a small smirk on his face. “I wouldn’t let him see that he got to you however. Because even though he came off worse, I imagine he’d probably still get some sort of satisfaction upon knowing he’s under your skin.”
“I live to entertain,” Em gave a little bow before laughing. “He didn’t get to me. I just don’t let guys treat me like a piece of meat they can touch whenever they want.” She necked her shots before ordering two more, “If he really wanted to take me home tonight, well it takes a whole lot more than some arse grabbing to win me over, I’ll tell you that.”
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pipparcsewccd:
“Put the claws away, kitty cat. I’m just impressed,” Pippa replied, “Tequila is on me,” she said to the bartender ordering some for herself too, “You should have broken more than his nose.”
“Alright.” Em nodded, before taking a deep breath to calm down, “I just did what any person would have done in that situation or what they would have done if they were as brave.” She knew she had some anger issues and men who acted like that did not help her not getting angry. At all. “I was going to but it looks like it was enough to give him the message.”
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maelevesque:
“I am impressed,” Mae simply commented, a satisfied look on her face. “Though I think you should have hexed him instead. Less painful for you. I learnt that the hard way,” she added, nodding at the bartender to signal that she wanted what the other was having.
Em nodded, “I guess I just went for it in the moment.” She hadn’t really been thinking clearly but it had happened now and she couldn’t change that. “I’ll remember that for next time,” she turned to glare at the man who started cowering a little before turning back to neck her shots, “I’m pretty good at healing spells so my hand will be just fine. I hope.”
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“I would hope so,” Em really didn’t need a concussion but again she had dealt with worse playing Quidditch, “I play Quidditch so a headbutt is nothing compared to other injuries I’ve had in the past.”
“If it reassures you at all, I don’t generally headbutt people on meeting them. This just… seems to be an accumulation of unfortunate events today which is apparently going to be topped off with a mild concussion.”
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“It’s fine,” Em waved off her comment, “I was just wondering if I could get past you.”
"You appear to have a lot on your mind, and while I'm not one to pry, perhaps you should go figure out what's keeping your attention."
“Sorry, sorry, I am- Okay, well I’m not listening but I wasn’t intentionally not listening,” Tav said, “I’ve got a lot on my mind but I’ll put that aside now. You have my full attention.”
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"I think you should intervene if it gets any worse than this," Em shrugged, "but I don't have any power here because I'm not a teacher."
"As a result, I'm not sure," She observed the fight unfolding, noting that no one reached for their wand. "I would break up the fight if they start bleeding more than they are now, but it appears that this bully bullied one more child than he should have."
“Damn, that kid’s got guts, remind me never to fail him,” Dakota said, making a slightly face as she watched the kid defend himself over an older classmate. “Do you think we should intervene or something? I mean, technically I’m not on school grounds. I don’t even think I have power here right now.”
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“I didn’t realise I was being that loud,” Em shrugged, “It’s just my mum wouldn’t stop phoning me and all she wanted to know was if I was still coming over at the weekend.”
“Do you want something for your head? I might have painkillers in my bag.”
Today was a bad day, he was just trying to get through the work day with the splitting headache he had that was making him feel sick. He looked up when he heard a voice speak to him. “Can we take the volume down a notch please? my head is killing me.”
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"Birthdays are just another day in the year," Em shrugged, "I know it's nice to have a day just for you, but as you get older, it's just like any other day of the year."
"But Happy Birthday anyway," she said, aware that she was being a bit of a downer.
“Can you believe it?” Maddie asked. “Me, twenty? It almost doesn’t seem real. In my head, I’m still a fifth year, how has this happened?”
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ingridhagen:
“Oh you could’ve done worse and I’d still be cheering you on– what a pig,” Ingrid replied, sipping on her own drink after watching the scene unfold. “Seriously I don’t know how men still think they can get away with shit like that. Power to you for putting him in his place honestly.”
“I usually let karma do its thing but I saw red and had to teach him a lesson.” Em necked the other two shots before asking the bartender for an ice pack, she knew if her captain found out what she’d done without icing her hadn, well she was badass but she wasn’t willing to lose her career over some grab ass stranger, “There are decent men out there but its men who act like that, makes me wonder if men are even worth the time I’d waste on them.” She smiled at the other woman, “Thanks, like I said I would normally let it go but then I thought why should I? Now he knows how he should be treating woman.”
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"Good." Em downed the other two shots before asking the bartender for an ice pack, she knew if her captain knew what she'd done without icing her hand, well she was badass but she wasn't willing to lose her career over some grab ass stranger. "Thanks, I just hate creepy guys and I wasn't letting him get away with that."
"No, I don't know him. Anyone I know would think twice with pulling what he did." She ordered another two shots, "Do you want anything? I'm buying."
emxspinnet:
“You’re lucky I only broke your nose!”
“Next time you won’t be so lucky,” Em yelled at the man sitting at the bar with an ice pack on his nose. It was his fault; he smacked her arse, so what did he expect? She should be okay with it and smile about it. That’s a joke. She went to wiggle her fingers but began wincing, that was going to hurt tomorrow, so she turned around and waved over the nearest bartender, “Two shots of tequila.” She drank both shots before ordering two more and turned round, “What are you looking at?”
“Nothing– nothing,” Verity insisted, not wanting the stranger to think she had something against her or what she’d did. “I just think that was badass. He totally deserved it,” she then added. “Do you know him or was he a creepy ass stranger?”
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"You're lucky I only broke your nose!"
"Next time you won't be so lucky," Em yelled at the man sitting at the bar with an ice pack on his nose. It was his fault; he smacked her arse, so what did he expect? She should be okay with it and smile about it. That's a joke. She went to wiggle her fingers but began wincing, that was going to hurt tomorrow, so she turned around and waved over the nearest bartender, "Two shots of tequila." She drank both shots before ordering two more and turned round, "What are you looking at?"
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