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Tweak says, "Now I'm lost."

Ginny Weasley (ginny_gin) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-11-07 17:57:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 02 2003, character: ernie macmillan, character: ginny weasley, character: zacharias smith

a confrontation
Who: Ginny and Zacharias. Ernie later on.
What: Going toe-to-toe
When: November 2nd, around 9:00 AM
Where: Zacharias's flat
Rating: Worksafe

Early the next morning, Ginny again found herself going through the motions of a normal, daily routine. She ended up clean and dressed and sitting at the kitchen table, where mum had indeed cooked up a storm, just like both she and Percy thought she would. Manic cooking was how she had dealt with her grief after Fred's death; no surprise, then, that Ginny ended up eating more than could possibly be considered reasonable for breakfast.

She couldn't wait any longer though. Not when The Prophet announced that Smith had been released due to lack of sufficient evidence. She drained off her cup of tea, finished off the last bite of pancake that she could possibly manage, and then... ended up helping mum around the house for a bit. She couldn't leave her alone so easily, not when she clearly needed hugs and consoling too.

Finally she managed to break away, muttering some excuse about needing to see Luna for a bit. She ended up in Smith's Muggle neighborhood a short while later (no, they had never been close and she had never had reason to visit him before, but the benefit of living in a small community was that everyone knew where everybody lived, lack of privacy be damned).

Wand in hand, she knocked on his door. Promised herself she would be patient. She would act rational. She wouldn't do anything anyone could regret.

Not at all.

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overlooked
2011-11-07 10:24 pm UTC (link)

At the first knock he rolled over, pulling his pillow over his head. The howler from his father before nine this morning was bad enough. Surely, owl post should have been banned in densely populated muggle areas. Stupid owls able to track him down even when he doubted his parents didn't know where he lived. However, the message was clear. His second day of headline news apparently was not something they were proud of.

Zacharias had hoped that the knocking would just stop and the person would leave him alone. Except it didn't stop. Scowl firm on his face he threw his covers off and padded across his flat to have words with the person at the door.

Fully awake, he wasn't the most pleasant person to deal with, still half asleep and annoyed at his parents, well, it wouldn't be him at his best. Zacharias pulled open the door, not bothering to look through the peep hole, "What do you want?" The words were out before he even had a chance to see the young woman standing on the other side.

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ginny_gin
2011-11-08 10:50 am UTC (link)

Her fist shot out and connected solidly with his nose.

She promised herself she would be patient and rational. Wouldn't do anything anyone would have reason to regret, but the second she saw that pompous arse's stupid, upturned nose and arrogant expression, her mind seemed to wipe itself of any and all reason.

"Morning, Zacharias." When he staggered back, she took the opportunity to step into the flat. "I thought you and I might have a little chat about the, oh, what did you call it?" She readied her wand, gripped so tightly in her hand, her knuckles turned white. "That's right. The end of the fairy tale."