|Celandine's Chronicle (celandineb) wrote in cels_fic_haven,|
@ 2007-08-08 18:45:00
|Entry tags:||hp drabbles dissonance series, hp drabbles george/lee|
HP drabble: Disposition [George/Lee, general]
Summary: George and Lee make plans for the inevitable.
"Sooner or later we'll be caught."
"Umbridge. Filch. One of those Inquisitorial Squad prats. One of them'll catch Fred and me, eventually."
Lee blinks, sighs. "Yeah." There's no point in asking George not to make trouble. He wouldn't be George, if he didn't, and besides, Lee agrees it's needed. "What'll you do then?"
"Leave." A simple word.
"I can't." Not if he wants to be a professional Quidditch commentator. He has to finish school.
"I know. I've worked out a code, and Oliver will forward letters."
"Yeah." Lee gives George a twisted smile. "I'll make sure you're not forgotten."