Send George an Owl

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[thenormalsquint]

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[onlyholey]

Angela, you wouldn't by any chance have sent me a sort of owl-message-thing about 'hott ladies in my town'?

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[thenormalsquint]

owl-message-thing?

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[bringbrightdays.livejournal.com]

Don't give up.

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[onlyholey]

Sorry, who is this?

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[feorge]

[Far be it from Fred to (actively) get in George's way of having a tumble with a gal, but that doesn't mean he's not going to be a right pain in the arse about it. There is no such thing as privacy in this household (lies, they left right about the time they started snogging, honestly) and once Ariadne's gone from the cabin, he goes straight to work in pretending otherwise when he charges straight into their room.]

Cover 'em or lose 'em, Georgie!

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[onlyholey]

[George is lounging on his bed when Fred bursts in. Honestly, he expected something of the sort all evening, so he's managed to regain enough integrity to simply turn the page of his book in the most nonchalant manner he can.]

I have no idea what you're talking about, Fred.

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[feorge]

Oh, come off it. You can't give me that rubbish.

[He is trollololololling along and plopping onto your bed, right at your feet and snatching that book out of your hands to look down at it.]

Sooo? How was it? Have we got to Scour all our supplies now?

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if i'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?

[feorge]

[ backdated to 12/08 ]

[Fred doesn't even bother lighting the room as the twins finally turn in after a far more exciting day than he'd anticipated. The celebrations were a riot, Snape managed a halfway decent conversation, and there may be a faux-Marauders entourage in the makings - but the most exciting, in all the wrong ways, was watching George and Ariadne have a row on his Network post. He didn't nudge in and hasn't said anything, it wasn't his place, but now they're alone and relaxing for the night. Fred's not about to let his brother stew in this.

He flops down face first onto his bed, dragging himself to be comfortably situated among the pillows, then turns his head toward George's bed.]

What a day, hm?

if i'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?

[onlyholey]

[George is sitting on the edge of his bed taking his shoes off. He gives his brother a glance before cracking a grin.]

Brilliant, yeah. Especially you getting hexed on top of it all.

if i'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?

[feorge]

Enjoyed that, did you?

[He nudges the heel off his right shoe, then flings it at George with a kick.]

Glad to be of service to my dearest brother, the Great Tosspot.

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[boutant]

You busy?

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[onlyholey]

not at th emument

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[boutant]

Feel like keeping me company? It's been another one of those long weekends.

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[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[Under the tree on Christmas morning are a few parcels wrapped in red and gold addressed to George from his sister. Among them are socks, Muggle sweets, and a box of rather loud ties (http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4757659731_767c300890.jpg). There is also a lumpy, knitted scarf in Gryffindor colours with a crooked G on it, with a note: I know I can't do jumpers like Mum so I made do with a scarf. Hope you don't mind and try to wear it at least once in front of me before you toss it in the fire. Love, Ginny.]

Christmas Day

[alwaysadoe.livejournal.com]

[George is getting This from Lily (http://www.etsy.com/listing/85808671/the-lumberjack-fun-and-unique-beard-hat?ref=cat2_gallery_18)

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[boutant]

[ Someone sounds a little out of it in her voice message. Not drunk out of it; just "on a lot of pain medication" out of it. She also apparently started trying to talk to the answering machine before it actually recorded, because-- ]

--and he keeps snapping his beak at me and Ginny said you probably trained owls...

[ Everything is then muffled for a bit. It's likely caused by Ariadne rolling around in bed, not that George would know that, and then things are clear again-- ]

Biscuit? Biscuit, come back here... Biscuit, that's miiiine.

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[onlyholey]

Ariadne? Are you alright?

[boutant]

No. [ :C ] Biscuit is playing with my painkillers and Waffle hates me and I was kicked a lot over the weekend.

[ On the bright side, those painkillers are doing an excellent job. ]

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[feorge]

breaking news from the crown: 'muggle' is now taboo, punishable by death and or de-bollocking through sheer force. merlin help us all.

[onlyholey]

Fred? What are you on about?

[feorge]

i've been told by her majesty the queen that its to be purged from the dictionaries. no longer applicable to anything beyond the pups of an old lady.

[boutant]

[ Oh, good morning, George. You're still asleep -- Ariadne knows, she checked -- but there's some stirring in the sheets and a small brunette making her way between your legs. ]

[onlyholey]

[mmmmph. So early. Still asleep. Time to burrow further in the covers.]

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[boutant]

i need to get my head on straight. remember how i told you that i was scared, too? it's making me act like an idiot and a terrible person

which is making me even more scared because i would not blame you for not wanting to stick around. i wouldn't stick around with me. i'm nosy and i want too much.

i know now isn't the best time so you can ignore this. just. i'm sorry. i'm not any good at this. i'm still trying to figure out if we're actually in a relationship? and that's a terrifying word, by the way.