Fred Weasley (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} fireheadjester) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} strugglewithin,@ 2008-11-26 01:43:00 |
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Date: 24 August 1997
Characters: Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Verity De Luca
Location: Weasley Wizard Weezes
Status: Private
Summary: There is a new tone to the Ministry and most of the WWW's staff don't find it, for once, amusing.
Completion: Incomplete
Fred ran his fingers through his already unruly hair and scratched his nose, looking around the shop from behind the counter. It wasn’t very busy right now, but it was early afternoon so that could be expected, but there was though a couple of snot-nosed little brats around the sweet shelf, their mothers not seeming to pay too much attention to anything but the hurried discussion they were having amongst themselves, something about the morning’s Prophet. His eyes wandered to and from the children, as they didn’t seem to be putting anything in their pockets but poked at everything in a manner that meant someone was going to have to rearrange the shelf. The thought made him groan involuntarily.
It had been a rather long day, as he had woken up early, blown a couple of half-finished products up - the backroom was still looking more like a bombsite than something even moderately presentable, but he reckoned it was alright, as it was more like a test site for weapons of mass demolition than somewhere you drank coffee, though they did drink coffee there, you just had to check that the bag you pulled the stuff from was actually labelled “coffee” and not “Highly Explosive, but Mostly Harmless Korean Firepowder”. Not that he had ever confused them or anything. For real! It had been fully intentional.
“Oi! Does anyone want coffee? Won’t blow it up, promise!” Fred didn’t really want anything to drink, but it was a good enough excuse to go rifling through the bomb site, as he wanted to pull out the days Prophet and look over it again. He thought the front page had been nearly entirely covered by the gruesome picture of the Ministry’s new statue and he kind of wished the picture had changed during the day.