onlyholey | 7 Mischiefs Managed

[Hello City! It's everyone's favourite ginger Brit (well, one of several) all up in your device.]

Alright, City? Some of you may be informed of a particular joke shop that a certain pair of wizards will be bringing your way shortly. Seeing as I'm in the neighbourhood, I thought I would treat you all with a little sneak preview.

[The camera adjusts to the light, and George can be seen standing in a darkish room. Despite the darkness, the whole decor can be seen as extremely orange and purple, with a few good shocks of magenta and lime green thrown in here and there. He turns the camera around to reveal the front counter, already loaded up with merchandise.]

Anything more than that and I'm afraid you'll have to show up for the grand opening. Hope to see you all there!

[ooc: Better watch yourselves, City. Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is almost upon you. George will be in the shop tonight taking stock/setting up. Friends and family are welcome to assume that he roped them into helping and action tag. Random visitors are also always good. :-D]

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Oi!

[She brandishes her wand at him, letting it throw harmless gold sparks as she narrows her eyes at him with mock-irritation.]

Watch it, you ponce. Only family'd hang around and help you unpack this lot, but I'll gladly go marching off back to my flat if you'd rather not have me as your sister.

Alright, alright! Surrender.

[And she breaks into the cheekiest, brightest grin.]

Too easy, George. It's almost no fun at all to threaten you if that's all the fight I get.

Do you want me to agree with you or not? Make up your mind.

[She starts laughing again, waving her wand to get the Skiving Snackboxes soaring through the air and onto the shelves.]

No. I like letting you guess.

The worst sister in the world, I swear.

[Ginny's grin grows wider at his words but she doesn't turn around to look at him; instead, she lets one of the Snackboxes come flying out of the single file line she's got them in and has it knock neatly into the back of his head.

Her face, naturally, is the picture of innocence.]

[Oh no you didn't, little sister. A box full of headless hats tips over in the shelf above her, sending a rain of hats down on her head.]

[Naturally, one lands neatly on top of her head, and there's an indignant sort of oi! before her whole head vanishes and disembodied (decapitated?) laughter follows.]

You're going to have to clean that up, now. Well done, George.

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