Angelina Johnson (pl_angelina) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2009-10-26 16:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 october, angelina johnson, george weasley, hogwarts |
WHO; Angie & George
WHERE; Her room
WHEN; Evening, possibly 8-9 ish
WHAT; 'Hanging out'
RATING; TBD
In the history of Hogwarts, Angelina was quite certain this was the most eventful year so far. Perhaps a Triwizard Tournament would outshine this September and October, but they were defintely the must grave and sad two months. Now only had their headmaster died, but now two students had fallen ill. Ang really wasn't sure why she didn't know who they were, and she had never felt like less of a staff member. Maybe agreeing to teach her really was a mistake. She could have been in Appleby, flying laps, and not worried about students, staff, or her friends. Of course, Ang knew she would have been here this weekend regardless, so picking up the job was a positive thing. At least she had something to distract her.
George on the other hand, had nothing. His store now had to survive without him, and he had just started a new one. Ang might selfishly want George here, but she knew he shouldn't be. For now, it would be best for them to stay happy. In a few days when they knew more, perhaps they could do something. In the now, Angelina was quite happy to just relax this evening. Not only had this weekend been busy, it had now turned sour.
Angelina had chilled a bottle of wine, knowing a drink would help her current situation. She had no idea George's favourite wine, or if he even drank it, so Ang had chilled a simple white. In her experience, most people who weren't wine fans preferred white to red. Opening the bottle, Angelina poured two glasses. Taking a rather large sip from hers, she waited for George.