Angelina Johnson (pl_angelina) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2010-01-21 19:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 january, angelina johnson, fred weasley |
WHO: Angie & Fred
WHERE: The ~hallways
WHAT: Angelina is scurred, yo
WHEN: After her post
RATING: Low, because Angelina cries when she's upset, she doesn't swear. She's boring.
STATUS: Complete! Yay us.
No one would have described Angelina Johnson as a calm person. However, they would have described her as someone who was strong, and did not admit defeat publicly. Today she stepped over a boundary and admitted defeat. Angie had successfully kept her and George's relationship a secret for the past few months, but she supposed it was public now. Why else would she be so concerned over George before his family? It was Angelina's apartment he was supposed to be staying in, not anywhere else. And he hadn't been, not lately. At first Angie had thought he was just spending time with his family, or simply elsewhere - but she hadn't seen him in about a month. George Weasley wasn't one to disappear without a scene.
With a sigh, Ang closed her journal. She didn't know where George was, so why would anyone else? Angelina knew there was one person who might, one person who knew things about George no one else did, and knew things about this castle that only the founders' had. Tossing her journal to the side, Angelina pulled on a sweater before running around the castle. She had no idea where to look for Fred, but she was upset. Ang was counting on that to pull him towards her.
Angelina walked down the halls silently. She walked in a focused daze, keeping her eyes pealed for a glimmer of light against the wall. Angelina almost walked into a few students because of it, actually. As time went on, Angelina's pace quickened. She felt as though she'd been walking forever, and had no luck. Why couldn't something go right for her this year?