4 Mischiefs Managed - [accidental video]

[onlyholey]

[The video cuts in mid-action. George is standing in what some may recognise as the Weasley cabin's kitchen. He has a glass of water in his hand which he is staring into, his eyes wide. Both hands are shaking, and he shoves his right one into his pocket to steady it. His breath suddenly hitches, and he looks like he's having difficulty breathing again. All of a sudden his arm is whipping out and he flings the glass across the room so that it explodes with a wet crash against the far wall. George is trembling worse than ever, and breath his coming in and out of him in short gasps. He rubs a hand angrily across his face, trying his best to hold back the tears.

Although it's hardly noticeable, the blue floral of the kitchen wallpaper blooms out in colour under where the glass hit, spreading across the kitchen until the entire wall is covered. George no longer in frame, the feed slowly flickers out.]

Comments

voice | private

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

Snape having an ice cream at Fortescue's.

[The words are teasing, the tone is far from amused. Of course she can guess. There are a select few horrific things the place likes to remind her of, and she knows George has his fair share, too. One in particular would be the worst of all.]

voice | private

[onlyholey]

Surprisingly, I'd actually take that one.

[He's glad Ginny hasn't switches on the video yet, because his hands are still shaking, and he shoves them into his pockets again.]

voice | private

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I wouldn't mind it half the time, either.

[Pause.]

Want me to come over?

voice | private

[onlyholey]

[It only takes him a moment to think about it before he sniffs heavily, taking a deep breath in.]

Yeah, alright.

voice | private

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[She releases a sigh, inaudible but relieved. She'd worried he'd brush her off again, like their conversation in the kitchen the day after he arrived. There's no guarantee he'll want to talk about this, of course, but she isn't comfortable with leaving him alone, either. Not that he is alone in the literal sense, but... well, there's something to be said about Weasleys and their loyalty to family.

She'll be over soon enough.]:

I even picked up a few pastries from the bakery this morning. You're in luck.

voice | private

[onlyholey]

Good timing, then.

primary resistance at a critical low

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[It's a good thing she's got her wand now, because Ginny Weasley isn't about to put any time between her and her brother when he's clearly distressed. She's been watching both twins carefully since their respective arrivals, because she knows that no matter how good it is that they're all together, there are still the darker things they have to struggle with - not just as a family, but just to themselves, too. She had a year to get used to the idea of Fred's death, despite having not lived it, and it still stopped her own heart to hug him and not feel or hear his. She didn't like the reminders and she knows neither of them do, too. She packs up a few pastries, and wastes no time in getting there.

So Ginny Apparates to the cabin and reappears with a sharp crack. She isn't sure where to find her brother—either of them, really—and calls out softly.]

Oi, anyone there?

primary resistance at a critical low

[onlyholey]

Ginny?

[George is seated on the sofa, nursing a cup of tea (well, it's not entirely tea, but what Ginny doesn't know won't hurt her). He looks much calmer than before. Slightly too calm, in fact. He's sitting very sit, only moving to bring the mug to his lips and back.]

primary resistance at a critical low

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[She'd turned up right in the middle of the kitchen so she jumps when George's voice sounds behind her, whirling around and grip tightening on her wand before she can realise it. She relaxes almost immediately, though, expression easing into a smile and covering up just fine as she sets down the paper bag of pastries and slides her wand away.]

Merlin, George, you're almost as good as Mum at that.

[Because Molly Weasley can sneak up on her children like a ghost. Or maybe that's just how Ginny feels about it. Her brows knit as she properly looks at him, having expected a bit more... well, a bit more of a mess, really. Not this. It reminds her of someone. No, someones. She's seen the same in members of the DA.]

Got any more of that tea, then?

primary resistance at a critical low

[onlyholey]

[George nods his head in her direction.]

Beside the sink.

[He keeps staring into his mug as he hears Ginny clattering around the kitchen. Lately he's found staying very still tends to fool people into thinking he's holding together, so he stays on the couch, waiting for the inevitable.]

primary resistance at a critical low

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[The question is whether or not she'll go for the inevitable. She glances at him once more before sighing to herself and fetching a mug and pouring herself some tea. Ginny takes her time with it, giving him as much peace and quiet as she can, and even goes so far as to set a plate full of chocolate croissants in front of George before joining him on the sofa.

He's too still, too quiet. The whole cabin is. It isn't right, she thinks as she drinks in silence. A house full of Weasleys should be full of life. Not this. She scoots down the sofa a little and gives his shoulder a gentle nudge with hers.]

Knut for your thoughts? [She pauses, then flashes a faint, sheepish smile.] Or you can tell me to bugger off.