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prankstrinchief (prankstrinchief) wrote in pandorarpg,

George also made a point of always making it home on Sundays, though he hadn't started doing it until about two years ago when he'd finally moved back to his flat full time after recovering. But since then he'd been the dutiful son and shown up to sound the morning, someimtes the day, with his parents and siblings. So when he got up that morning, he dressed in one of his less dramatic suits, much more laid back, but still keeping to his usual style. When he aparated into the yard, he strolled to the kitchen door and let himself in, saying hello to the three people in the kitchen already. He gave his mum a hug and shook his dad's hand before walking around behind Percy and giving him a hard clap on the shoulder. "Alright there, Percy?" he asked as he sat down opposite him at the table as a plate was placed in front of him. Unlike his parents, he was well aware of what Percy had done the other morning, and he gave his older brother a knowing look, but didn't say anything about it.