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.]

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a cup full of nothing for him to indulge - he feels alone;

[feorge]

[Well, that's just it, isn't it? The hug says it all. For the first few moments, Fred's arms hang limp at his sides as George hugs him, because he is never more self conscious of his lack of heartbeat than the moments when his brother is so close to him - but he's always close to him. Always there beside him, in every waking and sleeping moment when Fred's lying awake at night, staring into the depths of the ceiling as George breaths evenly, worlds away and peaceful and whole and every bloody breath is just one more stab at the fact this won't last forever.

He's here and they're together and everything should be brilliant but it isn't and that hurts.

So Fred doesn't hug him back, not right away. He's too busy trying to swallow down his anger, trying to stop the guilt from tearing them both apart, but it only lasts just a few seconds before an overwhelming grief takes control and he's clinging right back. Grief, because he's lost, been lost, lost to the universe save for this one pin-prick in time and space where two brothers, two halves of a whole, one perfectly imperfect soul, have only this moment to hold on to. Fred doesn't know what's happened to him, how things got so horrendously mussed up, but he does know that this single point in time means all the world and more.

So he clings. And he doesn't say a word beyond an unintelligible whisper and an audible weep. What else is there to say?]

a cup full of nothing for him to indulge - he feels alone;

[onlyholey]

[George squeezes his brother closer. You're lucky you don't have to breath any more, Fred, because he would be making it very difficult for you.

Then again if he still had to breathe...

George pulls away finally, running his hand over his face in an attempt to more subtly wipe away his tears.]

a cup full of nothing for him to indulge - he feels alone;

[feorge]

[Fred doesn't bother with wiping anything away. They're there, the tears, but only in streaks down cheeks that've begun to flush in the same blotchy way that they always have, and always will. He doesn't bother, because he doesn't care. He's too upset, too angry, and just feeling out of his skin. There's a lot to be said, and he should say something, but he just...can't.]

Think I'll start on a new lot of Whiz-bangs today.

[A general statement, but also something of a warning. Loud and clear. He's not going anywhere today, and he's not seeing anyone either. Their room's not even quite the stronghold he'd like - it's not the same as their room - but at least he can surround himself in their work. That simple statement and a sidewards glance are all Fred can afford George before he's stepping around him back towards the cabin.]

a cup full of nothing for him to indulge - he feels alone;

[onlyholey]

[George watches him go, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He's not sure what he expected to happen when he stormed out here after his brother but, well...

Anyway.

He scuffs the ground a little with his toe before heading back inside. He desperately needs a cup of tea right now. Maybe something even a bit stronger.]