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dragonhideboots (dragonhideboots) wrote in quaffle_rpg,
@ 2009-09-15 21:56:00

A half werewolf plus a half werewolf does not a whole werewolf make
Who: Bill Weasley and Lavender Brown
Where: The Werewolf Registry
When: Sept 15
What: A meeting of sorts
Why: Required Ministry check-in
Rating: Likely PG
Status: Closed/Incomplete

The Ministry wasn't sure what to make of Bill Weasley. His condition was relatively unheard of and no particular legislature indicated how best to deal with it. He certainly wasn't the high-level risk a full werewolf posed, but he technically had some werewolf blood and it was unknown if he was capable of transmitting the curse to others. What the Ministry had proposed was a bi-annual check-in with the Werewolf Registry for blood work, a physical, and a psychological assessment. It wasn't a particularly enjoyable appointment to have twice a year, but Bill did as he was asked to ensure he could keep his job and keep his name off of the undesirables list.

The first appointment of the year was today and Bill was in a foul mood. After his fight with Fleur earlier in the week, he was tired and frustrated. The prospect of being poked and prodded at by a cold and unkind official was not sitting well with Bill today. With a paper cup of coffee in hand, he entered the Ministry through the Visitor Entrance and made his way to the elevators that led to the Beasts and Beings Divisions.

The Registry office was a dark and ill-furnished room with a single desk and four ratty chairs. There were voices behind a closed office door but the waiting room was empty. Bill took a seat, stretching out his long legs and leaning back, sipping at his coffee. A glance at his watch read 3pm. He was right on time. Now only if these blasted Registry officials would get a move on, he could be done with this whole mess and back to the office.

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bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-19 02:08 am UTC (link)

Everything made Lavender sicker during the moon. But that didn't stop her from trying anything she could. She was so miserable. Lavender spent most of her time during the moon in a hot bath. At least it helped alleviate the pain a little. Although it wasn't like she could spent 72 hours or more in the bath tub. That was impossible. It would be worth it if she could, though.

"You get..." Lavender flushed bright red. She had intentionally not mentioned that. It wasn't exactly the kind of thing you share with your ex-boyfriend's brother. But then again, nothing about this situation was normal. And maybe he needed someone to relate to as much as she did. Lavender nodded a little, averting her eyes for a moment. "Yeah, I... me, too."

She hadn't every had a chance to scratch that particular itch, however. Lavender had pretty much sworn off men until recently. And after her date with Oliver and then not hearing back from him for a while, she was starting to think the one date had been a bad idea. Although bloody hell was she feeling repressed lately.

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dragonhideboots
2009-09-19 02:19 am UTC (link)

He laughed a little at her blush.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," he said. "But good to know it isn't just me being a guy."

It was oddly comforting, knowing someone was in the same boat. He'd talked with Lupin lots after his injury, but that wasn't quite the same. Sure, the pre-moon effects were similar, but that was about it. Bill was straddling a weird line between normal and cursed, and he was glad to hear one other person had the same dilemma. It was a situation no one but Lavender could fully understand. When it came to the Ministry, his friends, even his family...there was a disconnect. This girl understood.

"So, enough about pre-moon blues," he said. "What do you do the other 28 days of your months?"

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bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-19 04:10 am UTC (link)

"No, it's okay. I don't... It's just nice to talk about finally." It was a little awkward, sure. She hardly knew Bill. Casually discussing how getting a little bestial made them randy wasn't normal first conversation material. But Lavender guessed this was something like a support group. Except not officially because there were only two of them.

Lavender took a sip of her tea, taking a moment to pull herself together. So today Bill had seen her sobbing with her appearance all disheveled, and no he had heard about her horny weekends. That officially put him a hell of a lot closer to her than anyone else at the moment. Parvati really needed to come back from the ends of the earth or wherever the hell she was.

"Well, I'm a writer. Well, I'm trying to be. I work for Witch Weekly. So far I'm not getting much actual face time." And... well, that was it. Lavender didn't have anything else on her plate at the moment, socially or professionally. It was sad really. She had been such a social butterfly in school.

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dragonhideboots
2009-09-19 11:31 pm UTC (link)

"That's great!" Bill said. "My mum loves Witch Weekly. That's a pretty neat job. I'm over at Gringotts. Estate management and cursed heirlooms department. You wouldn't believe the kind of things people do to their stuff to keep the wrong kid from getting their hands on it when they die! Otherwise that the occasional fun curse like that, it's mostly paperwork. A bit dull, really."

He beckoned the serving witch for the bill.

"I'll get this one," he said, counting out some sickles. "Pre-moon, we should get some takeaway and commiserate and I'll let you pay then."

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bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-20 12:34 am UTC (link)

It wasn't great, to be honest. Not yet anyway. It was grueling work. The hours were horrid and the pay was worse. The only thing that made it worth it was that one day she might be able to really write some articles and get cover status. Well, that and all the free stuff she got. Clothes, beauty products, tons of stuff. Lavender just wasn't about to complain about the not so great parts. She'd done enough complaining for the day.

"You used to work somewhere exotic, didn't you?" She vaguely remembered Ron and Ginny mentioning it when they were in school. She couldn't imagine being somewhere exotic and wanting to come home. If she could live in Tahiti, she'd do it. But that was just not logical. "I bet Gringotts is pretty boring compared to that."

Getting take-away pre-moon sounded like a horrible idea, to be honest. She didn't like being around people. Lavender was honestly afraid of hurting someone, or worse. But she wouldn't say no. Maybe it would help to be around someone else who understood. So she just kind of gave a little nod.

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dragonhideboots
2009-09-20 12:44 am UTC (link)

"Egypt," Bill said with a nod. "I was a curse breaker. Came back home when the War started, got married, and didn't go back."

To say the Gringotts was boring compared to Egypt was beyond stating the obvious. Egypt certainly wasn't everything Bill wanted in life. In England he had his family, Fleur, and a good job. It was a lot to be thankful for, but he still missed the desert and the Pyramids and all the friends he still had abroad.

"Gringotts is fine," he said. "No, it isn't Egypt, but I get along fine here. It's nice to be home."

He passed the money to the waitress and gave Lavender a smile. She was nice, if a little aloof. He felt like maybe he could gain a friend in her if they got to know each other a little better.

"It's been nice to meet you," he said. "I hope we can see each other again sometime soon. Do you like music at all? We could catch a show or something? That Kenneth Towler bloke is playing a club on the 20th if you're up for it? Bring friends or whatever."

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bright_n_bubbly
2009-09-20 01:07 am UTC (link)

The war ruined everything. It had made everything worse. It was over for years and years now and Lavender still felt like they were cleaning up the mess left by the Death Eaters. And Lavender, well, she was permanently ruined. At least in her mind anyway. She would never feel beautiful again, she'd never be the same bubbly person she had been. Lavender just felt like nothing would ever be the same for her again. And it sucked.

"Yeah. I suppose it is nice to be home." Or it was supposed to be. So far Lavender wasn't quite getting what she'd expected. She should have stayed abroad. Although she had quickly run out of money for that little tactic.

Lavender shifted and pulled herself to her feet. She did a quick check to be sure all her scars were covered. It was habit, and usually pretty discreet. She looked like a bit of a shallow prissy girl, the way that she fussed over her hair and clothes, but better that than the alternative.

"I'm glad we could talk. And yeah, I'll think about it. I interviewed Oliver the other day and he suggested I show up to see Kenneth play." Lavender didn't remember Kenneth too well, but she knew he'd been in their house. It would be nice to show support, but she wasn't sure she wanted to be around that many people again.

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dragonhideboots
2009-09-20 01:12 am UTC (link)

"Let me know," said Bill, extending a hand to shake hers. "It's been nice talking to you. Try not to dwell on those bastards at the Ministry. I know it's rough, having to check in there and all, but hopefully I'll manage to convince them it isn't necessary. I've been writing letters and such."

Pulling on his coat, he walked her to the door.

"I'm off to finish some paperwork. Have a good rest of your day."

And with that, he disappeared off into the rainy street, hands in his pockets, headed for Gringotts.

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