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George Weasley ([personal profile] onlyholey) wrote2011-12-11 09:48 pm

9 Mischiefs Managed - [video/action]

[Hello City! You didn't think you would get through this curse without seeing these two trouble makers, did you? Fred and George Weasley are lounging in the town square, looking far too pleased with themselves.]

Alright, City? Now it has been explained to us that there is a bit of a tradition in this place about snogging under the mistletoe. Isn't that right, Fred?

[Fred just smiles something devious and playful and not even a little bit innocent.]

Indeed. And we've never been ones to deny the people such a grand opportunity.

So we would like to make a public announcement that we will be making ourselves available for anyone who wishes to participate.

Don't be shy, ladies. Who ever said a curse can't also be a blessing?

[They both give a wink - every kind of inviting - and the feed shuts off.]




[ooc: Come on ladies (and certain gentlemen...). We all know you've fantasized about snogging twins, right. This may be your chance. Also known as the Weasley Twins are trolls and will be taking full advantage of this curse. HAVE AT THEM.]

brb drinking myself happy againnnn to fight the paaaaaain 8(

[identity profile] knowledgeably.livejournal.com 2011-12-19 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's so very unfair.

These are things she desires. Not just because she wants them, but because in her heart, she needs them. She feels so comfortable around him... When they're with Luca, when he's taking her flying... When they toss banter back and forth. It's different than it ever was with Ron. She and Ron had years, but... Something about Fred is just more understanding of her without allowing her to be haughty about it. It's just ... Smoother. It doesn't quite hurt so much.

And then he pulls something like this. It really wasn't more to him? More than just the curse's fault? But that can't be. She could feel the way he leaned into her. She felt that. That wasn't just her imagination. He got just as into it as she did. But his words say another thing, as does his bravado... And what's a girl to do?

Protest?

No. No, she'll save protesting for later. For now, she's just going to look at him and stop trying to keep herself from crying. She doesn't bawl, not even close, but her eyes well up with tears and she looks absolutely crushed. Dejected.
]

... If that's how you see it, then.

[ Perhaps she should go find someone else to kiss, as well. Perhaps that would show him. She stands, her back to him, to hide how much this hurts her. Because she was almost completely certain he felt -- ... At least somewhat the same as she does. ]