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Ginny Weasley ([info]ginny_gin) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2011-11-29 08:16:00

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Entry tags:!status: complete, ^date: november 05 2003, character: ginny weasley, character: ron weasley

a little bit o' firewhiskey
Who: Ginny and Ron
What: Checking in. (Kicking arse?)
Where: Ron's flat
When: early morning
Rating: Likely work safe



It took a lot of anxious hovering and about a million questions before mum accepted that, no, Ginny was not going to leave the Burrow and be immediately killed by a passing lunatic and, no, she was not going to step outside and promptly get into the kind of trouble that might end up making headlines.

Not at all.

When she finally convinced her that, really, she'd be fine, she was only going to visit Ron, no seriously, that's it, seriously, she ended up helping mum make about a dozen sandwiches for Ron. She even threw in a few packs of crisps. And when mum wasn't looking, she added the firewhiskey into the basket.

A few minutes and one Apparation later, she let herself into Ron's flat, immediately wrinkling her nose in disgust. She wasn't the neatest person in the world, but Merlin, didn't he ever clean?

"Ron, I'm here. It smells like unwashed male in here, so don't expect me to go looking. Come out if you want breakfast firewhiskey."




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[info]pigwidgeoned
2011-11-30 06:40 am UTC (link)
Ron rolled his eyes and grabbed the firewhisky bottle and instead of pouring it into the glass he just took a swig from the bottle to spite his sister for calling him an idiot. He grabbed another sandwich as well.

"Because everyone has an agenda now. You wanted to see if I was okay. You saw that entry in the journals since the privacy hexes weren't working and you wanted to make sure I'm not going nutters since Harry—" he still had trouble saying it aloud, so when the word tumbled out of his mouth, it was stuttered, "d-died. Dean's dragging me out for a drink later on and he's going to ask the same bloody questions everyone else does. 'Are you alright, Ron?' No, I'm not sodding alright, my best fucking mate is dead for Merlin's sake, why the hell would I be alright?

"But it's not like you can do anything," he finished and drank from the bottle again.

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[info]ginny_gin
2011-11-30 11:57 pm UTC (link)
"You know what, Ronald Bilius?"

She needed another shot of firewhiskey, so she grabbed the bottle out of her brother's hand, glared at him for a moment, and then took a swig straight from the source. If he could do it, then bugger all, so could she.

"I haven't asked you if you're all right and I'm not, in case you haven't noticed, Dean. So shut your sodding mouth." Another swig? Sure. Why the hell not? "Are we going to stand here and compare how important Harry was to us? We really going to play that game?"

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