InsaneJournal

Who: George and Padma
What: A reunion.
Where: In and around Number 93, Diagon Alley
When: Early evening, 1st August
Rating: I'm just going to put down 'high' right now to be safe.



It had been a steady day at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, not too busy, not too quiet. It was kind of nice in its own way, George supposed, but his mind was far elsewhere. Somewhere, just a few buildings down, a lovely young lady was likely sleeping off the shock of traveling across roughly seventy timezones in the span of one day. He could easily forgive her, yet he was becoming increasingly anxious to just go over there and wake her up already.

First, though, he must close the shop. He'd locked the door, turned off the sign, and dimmed the lights. He was behind the counter, sorting through piles of gold from the day's sales, tallying them against a register and an inventory list. Not a bad day, really. It was just the calm before the storm, as students would be crowding the place any day now.

Ah, August. How he loved it.