george weasley. (relatedhumor) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2012-11-29 14:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | x-george weasley, x-marlene mckinnon |
WHO George & OPEN!
WHERE & WHEN Park, mid-afternoon.
WHAT Random run-ins! The village really isn't that big...
RATING TBD
Coffee shops weren't really George's thing. He always felt a little out of place in them, being that he was a joke-shop owner and not an artsy type (not to mention he was trying not to rely on the stuff anymore), but that was why he had stopped at the restaurant, gotten a sandwich and chips to go, and was now sat outside in the park, bundled up nice and warm and enjoying the scenery. It was almost strange. It was his village, his and Fred's, but he rarely got to enjoy it for as often as he was working on it. He sat on top of a bench with his feet resting where people would normally be sat as he are his lunch.
They really had done a good job. The mountains reminded him of Hogwarts, and the lake stretched out just as far away as he had wanted it to. He could almost forget for a minute that he was in a place of his own creation and pretend that he was back home in a time when everything was still the way he wanted it to be.
Well, almost everything. He didn't know what he felt for her anymore and he wasn't sure he wanted to keep fighting for it either. But that was something he would think about later, because damn, this was actually a really good sandwich. He dug his hand into the little pouch of chips when he heard someone approaching from somewhere else in the park. It felt like ages since he had seen anyone except for Fred -- not that he was complaining about being able to see Fred - but he wondered who it was as he turned to see who it was.