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Tweak says, "I forgot what I was gunna say"

George Weasley (weasleygred) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-09-25 20:35:00

Entry tags:

!2003: 09, !incomplete, george weasley, katie bell

Who: Katie Bell, George Weasley
When: Backdated to Friday.
Where: The Three Broomsticks.
What: Drinking, nostalgia, whathaveyou.
Rating: T.B.D.
Open/Closed: Closed (Better late than never, Lena?)

George was reasonably sure that it was not his turn to pay. Then again, George was always sure of that. He usually ended up paying anyway, but he always complained. It was a staple of Georgeness. If he hadn't whinged, he'd probably have been someone else polyjuiced into a George-shape.

He closed up the shop, since he was at Hogsmade today, anyway, and then popped over to the Three Broomsticks, waving a hello at familiar faces and plopping down at a table to wait for Katie.

It was always a bit weird being back here, and no longer remotely close to school-aged. He saw more than a few kiddies snuck out after hours and gave them a conspirator's smirk. He wouldn't bust them for it. Most of them were probably paying customers.

Unless they were noisy little gits, then he would.

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goldenchaser
2010-09-27 01:28 am UTC (link)

Katie wasn't honestly fussed about who ended up paying for this outing. She'd teased him about it being his turn, of course, but she'd really just wanted a night out with her friend. It felt like it had been entirely too long.

She grinned now as she caught sight of him, sitting at a table she'd sat at more times than she could count when they were much younger. Her sense of nostalgia deepened as she spotted the much younger patrons who could only be students who'd sneaked out.

"They look small. Were we ever that small?" she commented as she slid into the seat next to George.

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weasleygred
2010-10-05 02:50 am UTC (link)

"No, they've shrunk since we were that age. It's because we were loads more brilliant than them, so they just stated making them smaller, so they wouldn't try to live up to our standards," George joked back, giving Katie a broad grin of welcome. "Want to take bets on which one ends up drunk and tossing up cookies all over the floor?" he asked.

He leaned back, waving to try to get a drink brought over so he didn't have to fuss about getting up, and looked Katie over. "How are you anyway, Kates? Busy as we are, yeah?"

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