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Angie! (johnsonchases) wrote in wished,
@ 2009-08-02 02:51:00

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!1997: 08, !complete, angelina johnson, george weasley

Thread: Ang and George
WHO: Angelina and George!
WHAT: Hanging out! Supposedly helping with inventory.
WHEN: Tonight
WHERE: WWW
RATING: PG-13? For language and possible random topics of doom.

Angelina spent a lot of time at the twin's shop. In fact her constant loitering whenever she wasn't in practice led to quite a few people believing she worked there. She'd gotten good at directing people to things. So BAH on Fred and George saying she didn't do anything. She pointed a LOT.

Hopping on one foot, pulling on a trainer she searched the fridge looking for the beer. She almost yelled to Katie and Alicia wondering which one of those lushes drank all the damn beer, but she didn't know if they were home or if Ry was already asleep. Instead, she grabbed a bottle of firewhiskey from the cupboard where the rest of the liquor was.

Good thing about knowing the owners and always being around is that Fred and George gave her apparition access. Which was good considering how bad Diagon Alley was looking these days. It wasn't exactly safe to be wandering around at night waiting for them to answer her knocking.

It only took a second and Angelina was standing in the middle of the shop holding her wand and the firewhiskey. "SNOOKUMS, I"M HOME WITH LIQUOR!" She called out, making her way into the back room where she knew George was most likely at.

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weasleygred
2009-08-05 04:56 am UTC (link)

George looked up and grinned widely in obvious agreement. "It'd be like tossing acid on a work of art." Which had happened with one of the Hogwarts portraits, but it'd been an accident. And they'd fixed it, even if a little bit of the canvas behind the frame had never quite come back and the old goat in the portrait had whinged about it until the day the twins left school. "I'll ask him for you," he offered magnanimously. Mostly because it would make Wood sputter, hopefully. That was never not entertaining.

He watched her adjust the banner and grinned, then hopped to his feet, going over to root through a box of things and coming up with inkwells and quills and the like, carrying the lot over to plop down on the ground next to her, and then dropping down again, reaching for the bottle and taking a couple long swallows before offering it back. "Yeah well - you or the other girls would have bloody hexed off our ears if we'd tossed them at you. Besides, you'd be a lot less fun to look at, all pussy."

He groaned theatrically. "You're killing me, Johnson. Just cruel to tease about that but never let me see. . . unless I can come see? Then you're just ace."

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johnsonchases
2009-08-06 01:25 am UTC (link)

"That's an absolutely brilliant analogy, George." She said with a laugh. "And you can take that to the bank. It's not often I encourage you." She, too, remembered that poor painting and it's inhabitants from school. She'd actually felt bad for them. After all Fred and George destroyed THEIR HOUSE. But she really didn't want to know the answer, but Oliver spluttering was fun.

She took the bottle as George set down the things he'd brought over. She took a few healthy swallows before setting it between them and looking over the things he'd brought for banner making. "Everyone looks worse when they're all pusy. -Think we should do the letters first?- Except that one time you got Flint. That was just bloody hilarious." She said grabbing a quill to lightly trace where the letters would go.

Looking up from the banner and at him she smiled. "Maybe one day, but you'd have to be a good boy."

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weasleygred
2009-08-06 04:14 am UTC (link)

"You encourage me all the time. You came over with liquor, that's encouraging," George pointed out dryly. "You shouldn't be jealous though, your arse is almost as nice as mine. Really close, really. You can give me another good look though, if you want me to try to reassess." George actually didn't want to ogle Ang as much as he made out. He wouldn't object - she was hot - but they were friends, and despite the constant attempts to get her to share locker room pictures, he wasn't after more than that when she used to snog his twin. (And him, once, but that'd just been funny.)

"Flint looked better with boils. But then, look what the ugly git had to work with to begin with." George eyed the blank parchment. "We should draw the broom-dicks first. So we know we have enough room." He picked up the nearest quill and started trying to sketch out a deeply phallic looking broom. Mostly, he just got the phallic part, without the broom bit. It was starting to look a good deal like a dick with inexplicable bristles.

"I'm always good," he muttered, sticking his tongue out the corner of his mouth as he worked.

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