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George Fabian Weasley (missinghalf) wrote in irreparable,
@ 2011-02-02 01:18:00

Entry tags:

george weasley, katie bell, plot shot 2011

WHO: George Weasley and Katie Bell
WHAT: CONFRONTATION
WHEN: Afternoon
WHERE: The Leaky Cauldron
RATING: Med for Possible Language

Usually, George's main interest with the Leaky Cauldron was nothing short of getting sloshed off his ass. But today he was in during his lunch break, casually drinking a beer and taking notes on a roll of parchment. Katie's request got him thinking about ways that Katie could have something to drink without hurting her child. He had ideas, but needed time, and a cold drink. He was scratching away at the parchment when he heard someone above him.

"Are you George Weasley?" George flinched hearing a voice that was foreign to him. Most people had forgotten the scandal from weeks before (or at least kept it to themselves) but there were still people wanting to confront him about it.

"I am." There was no lying, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Damn his ginger hair.
"I'm shocked that you would even show your face here after what you did to that poor girl. She's such a young child and she's having a child. How could you leave her..." This was getting exhausting. The tabloids rushed to put out the scandal, but no one knew that they had reconciled. He had a shop to run, a family to start and a flipping lunch to eat! The stout, blonde woman yelling at him was the least of his worries. He was done with this.
"I'm sorry m'am, but I don't give a fuck what you think, now can I sit and have my drink in peace" He said rather sharply. That shut her up. As she recomposed herself and left, George sank back into his chair, and took a pull of his beer. Why wouldn't people just let it go? It didn't involve them.

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irish_bell
2011-02-03 04:45 am UTC (link)

'People can be right rubbish at times, can't they?' said a voice as its owner sunk into the chair next to George. It was Katie, and she smiled warmly at her dear friend. 'Apothecary,' she said, holding up a small bag to explain her presence at The Leaky Cauldron. True to her word, she hadn't had any alcohol since Angelina's visit, but it was sorely tempting.

'Was just going to floo home. You alright?'

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missinghalf
2011-02-03 12:41 pm UTC (link)

George tensed up at the sound of another voice, but relaxed when he saw Katie sitting down next to him. "Yeah, I'm alright. Would be better if people would just leave me alone." he took a small swig of his beer,trying to finish, but not wanting to make things worse for her. He knew it was hard trying not to drink, he was only just regaining a healthy relationship with alcohol. "What's in the bag?"

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irish_bell
2011-02-05 10:21 pm UTC (link)

'Just some parasite stuff,' Katie had yet to refer it as a baby. Her last form of denial, the baby had been more commonly referred to as parasite, barnacle, hop-along, grump-a-bump, and leech. Sometimes, she went so far as to call it a wee vampire, latched on and slowly suckling her life away.

'When it gets really bad, George, you could always use Polyjuice Potion every time you leave the house. Or maybe even just some hair dye, until this all blows over.'

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missinghalf
2011-02-06 01:21 am UTC (link)

He could assume what she'd meant from parasite, Audrey was still taking prenatal potions and even though it was a hassle, it was for the best.

"Hair dye?" He (along with Fred) had once tried to dye their hair blue, but did not understand that one was not supposed to

drink

the mixture. It ended in an interesting trip to St. Mungo's and both of them vomiting blue for a couple of hours. "No way, I made gingers cool again. That took work! I'd love to do the polyjuice, but still ginger." He took a drink of his beer and mused for a second. "Would polyjuice give me another ear?"

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irish_bell
2011-02-06 03:14 am UTC (link)

Katie shrugged, then ordered a lemonade; it was the only thing lately that didnt upset her tastebuds. Probably to do with the carbonation being akin to beer.

'As long as the person you're morphing into has the genetics for two ears you shouldn't have a problem. I'd offer you my hair but soon as Ireland releases my resignation the rumors will start and I'll be just as bad off.' The next Ireland match wasn't until the end of February and Katie had managed to convince the team's PR to hold off on a formal announcement until then. A little morbid, but Katie occasionally entertained the idea of a miraculous miscarriage.

'Maybe just nick a sample from a patron? What they don't know can't hurt them.'

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missinghalf
2011-02-06 04:06 am UTC (link)

"Come stay over at mine, it's paparazzi proof." George had a thing about his privacy in his own house. If the flat being on a second floor didn't deter people, there were all sorts of concealment charms on the doors and windows. The only way to get pictures was to get in the house.

"And I'll snag some from some birds for when you need it." And with the news that's going to break with her, she'd need it too.

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