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George Weasley ([info]weasleygred) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2010-01-13 04:36:00

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Entry tags:!1998: 01, !complete, george weasley, roger davies

Who: George Weasley, Roger Davies
When: Wednesday, after Roger complains.
Where: Roger's place.
What: Nursing the injured. Via booze.
Rating: TBA
Open/Closed: Closed


George was as good as his word. He picked up an assortment from the Thai place he and Fred liked best, and a bottle of firewhiskey and then showed up at Roger's door.

"Oi, Davies, open up!" George yelled, kicking at the door with one foot, since his hands were presently full. Roger being hurt was really just a convenient excuse to flee the shop and not think about the Potterwatch shite he'd been working on with Lee for weeks, or the new shop, or what Percy was doing or where Ron was or any of the other crap he'd had to juggle lately. Plus making Davies cranky was always fun. Although it probably would be a bit too easy with him nursing a broken arm. (And possibly a broken head, though George was guessing on that one.)

"Hurry up, or I'm leaving and taking the food!" he added, balancing the large bag precariously in one arm.


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[info]agile
2010-01-13 02:11 pm UTC (link)
Roger was ready to retort with a sarcastic, 'Golly, thank you for the food and booze. How can I ever repay you?' before he swallowed his reply. He was a nice guy. Really. It's just that his neck was itchy, his arm still hurt, Birch was being a jerk because he was just jealous, and this stupid bottle didn't want to open for him! It didn't help that George was really good at poking fun at him.

Offering the bottle to the red head, he said more sincerely than he had been ready to, "Thank you George, for the food and the booze. I'm touched you're concerned about my good looks, but I did just spend a night regrowing an arm bone. Now how about you help me get this open? I might start looking less like shite once I get some alcohol in me." He waved the bottle a little, just in case George had needed help figuring out what he wanted to get open.

Once he had his hand free again, he rubbed the back of his neck and laid back against the cushion of the couch. Sighing, he pulled the collar of his shirt to the side, revealing the junction between his neck and shoulder. It was an angry reddish colour. "It was itchy. So I took it off." It helped a little, but he still occasionally reached up to keep itching at it and, thus, making it worse. Roger was a child in that retrospect. He knew keeping at it wouldn't help him, but yet his hand kept drifting there whenever his attention was split.

Like it was now. Sure enough, as soon as he let his collar go, his fingers started to scratch at his neck again while he turned to the television set. "Oh you're not going to tell me you don't know what a telly is, are you?" Roger had grown up with a television in his house and had gone to grammar school, little quirks that were explained away by a Muggleborn mother. "But if you're referring to the program showing, well, that's sassy Dr. Amanda Bentley and she's helping investigate who killed a stunt biker that goes by the name of Spleen."

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-15 03:11 am UTC (link)
"You're welcome," George answered graciously. And then added. "Now tell me I look pretty and my arse looks fantastic in these jeans," he ordered, ruining the moment of gracious benevolence.

"Bottles are tricky. You have to tell them you love them first, before they give it up." which didn't make sense, but George was rarely concerned with sense making anyway.

He did pop the bottle open, taking a swig as payment before offering it back. He eyed the red patch. "You're not all rashed and contagious with something, are you?" He doubted it but one never knew, really.

He did reach out and swat at Roger's hand as he scratched. "Mum always said that makes it worse." Though slapping to stop was satisfying, even if he hadn't had a legitimate reason. George snorted. "I know what a bloody telly is. We have one. It just doesn't work because it imploded. What kind of a name is Spleen?"

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[info]agile
2010-01-15 04:50 am UTC (link)
"What? It isn't enough that you have an identical twin to tell you that you look stunning each day?" Roger asked, raising an eyebrow and taking the bottle back.

Giving George a strange look after taking a swig of the bottle, he set it back down on the table and wondered just how long would he have to know the red head before he got used to all the random comments. Roger was sure that they made sense in George's head, but he didn't know what the inside of his head looked like. Which was probably fortunate for him, he thought, scratching at himself again.

"Oy!" Instincts had him lifting his injured arm to smack George, but a hiss of pain had him stopping and narrowing his eyes instead. "I don't know if it's contagious. Do you want to find out?" He asked, wiggling the fingers of the hand he was scratching with after the hand George had smacked him with. He hadn't grown up with any siblings, but he supposed that having as many as George did, it didn't seem strange to him to go around smacking people. So Roger went with it.

Reaching out for the bottle again, he shrugged. "Don't know. How did your telly end up imploding?"

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-15 05:16 am UTC (link)
"It never hurts to hear it from outside sources, even if I already know it's true," George answered blandly. He smiled a little as Roger took a swig, and then leaned away, waving a finger in reprimand.

"Oi! If you give me anything itchy and disgusting, I can pay you back. Tenfold. Or twentyfold. Some kind of multiplefold." Since there was itchy powder and boil causing things and various other Weasley products guaranteed to make him uncomfortable.

George wasn't inclined to use them just now though. Since Davies all pouty and itchy and pained was sort of pathetic.

"We were trying to make it so we could use a modified illusion charm to display through the TV so we could pop our faces into anyone telly. But it didn't work and then things caught fire," George explained blandly.

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[info]agile
2010-01-15 05:31 am UTC (link)
"Oh fine. Your arse looks fantastic, you pretty man, you." Then, very deliberately, Roger reached out with the hand he had been scratching with and pushed George. Smugness exuded from every one of his pores, as he wordlessly leaned back and made himself comfortable. If he had been afraid of being pranked, he would have never accepted George's offer. He was still half convinced that George had spiked the firewhiskey and he could expect to grow a third arm or something soon enough, but hey. It wasn't as if he was worried about not being able to make it to Quidditch practice the next day because he was laid up suffering from the aftermaths of a prank.

Yes, that was his brightside to all this.

He offered the firewhiskey back to George with a laugh. "It's probably a good thing that didn't work out. Wouldn't want to give anyone nightmares of your faces popping up randomly."

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-15 05:54 am UTC (link)
"I knew you looked at my arse. Such a ponce, Davies," George accused fondly. "So what are you going to do now that you've fallen on your head and flown into a goalpost while drunk and can't play? Just sit around here being cranky and unshaven all the time?" he asked.

There wasn't anything in the firewhiskey at the moment. However, that didn't mean there wouldn't be something later. If George got bored. He always had things with him.

He took the bottle, taking another swig and then grinning. "It'd be brilliant though. Take over telly airwaves." They'd actually thought that it might be something they could use with Lee, if they could get it working. But it was loads harder than a wireless broadcast, so they'd given it up for a bad job for now.

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[info]agile
2010-01-15 06:06 am UTC (link)
Roger could have tried to deny that he had flown into a goalpost or had been drunk at the time of the accident, but he had the feeling that anything he said would have been dismissed as a delusion or drunken ramblings. Not that Roger was delusional or drunk, but there was no point in trying to point that out to George. It would be less of a headache to just go with it. "What? You don't like the scruff? I think it's fetching, really," Roger said, drawing a thumb along his jaw. It was obvious he hadn't shaved in a day or so, but he had yet to gain that caveman look he knew he was capable of getting.

He deflated a little, when he thought about his position. "I don't honestly know what I'm going to do for the next few weeks. I can't practice and Birch isn't going to let me play this month. So there's no point in going to practice to just watch." That would have been torture.

Turning the telly and leaving it on a football match so that he wouldn't become too distracted (he had a habit of trying to figure out who the killer was whenever he watched Diagnosis Murder), he nodded with a thoughtful look on his face. "It would have been amazing. I mean, mixing Muggle technology with magic is always on the hard side of complicated." It was only with gentle teasing that he added with a smile, "No wonder you ended up setting your telly on fire."

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-15 06:24 am UTC (link)
George made a dismissive noise and then rolled his eyes. "It looks like there's a ferret growing on your face," he answered. Which was a bit unfair since it was only a bit of scruff. But George usually felt Davies could use a bit of a taking down. And now it was just habit to poke fun.

"You could always sit around getting drunk and not bathing to show you're brassed about the situation." George gave him a quick look and then a smirk. "Or you could hang about the shop. Help us one-armed." Since they could always use a hand. Plus Davies was a minor sort of celebrity. He might bring in a few extra fans.

George watched the telly for a moment, picking up the Thai bag and starting to sort through it and hand Roger food, popping things open helpfully for him, since he was all one-handed and useless. "If we had more time to suss it out, we'd have done it. But we've got other things to take up all our attention."

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[info]agile
2010-01-15 06:59 am UTC (link)
Everyone that knew Roger thought he could use a few knocks to his ego, so Roger played it up whenever possible. He honestly didn't think he was all that good looking in comparison to some of the other Quidditch players out there, but that didn't stop him from hitting on every bird that crossed his path.

"Working for you two? How come I get the feeling I might end up breaking another arm if that happens?" He asked, suspicious. He wouldn't put it past them to make him their unofficial tester either, without his knowledge.

Then again, they were smarter than the average prankster. Their merchandise was full of complicated spells, potions, and charms. The Ravenclaw in him was seriously considering the option. Taking the Thai with a grateful 'Thanks,' he dug in and thought it over for a second. "New items for the store?" He questioned, wondering if he was insane for actually considering the offer.

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-15 07:16 am UTC (link)
"We don't break arms. Well maybe if we were testing an arm breaking potion, but that'd be daft so we wouldn't invent it anyway. I mean you can just use a big hammer if that's what you want to do. We could charm the hammer, but then you'd probably have have some nutters kid chasing his sister with it anyway, and we'd get in trouble. So we won't break your arm," George answered.

Of course the unofficial tester bit stood.

"We've always got new shite coming out. But with everything going on, we're working on. . . outside projects. And we've got both stores going now, so we can always use help," George answered with a shrug, digging into one of the containers with a plastic fork, managing not to drop any down his shirt for the time being.

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[info]agile
2010-01-15 07:40 am UTC (link)
"Gee, thank you for the reassurance," Roger said with a small grin. He was only partially uncertain now, about whether or not they would use him as a tester.

They wouldn't permanently disfigure him or anything, right?

His interest in the store disappeared completely though, as George hinted at something more. "Outside projects? What kind of outside projects." While he was fully aware he was being rude by asking, George had opened the door for discussion by the mere mention of it.

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-16 03:21 am UTC (link)
George flashed a wide grin that probably wasn't any more reassuring than the comments had been. He wasn't going to promise he wouldn't test anything on Roger, after all. They didn't test things on Verity that often, but it wasn't like it never happened!

Disfiguring was, at least, unlikely.

George gave him a sideways look and took another pull from the bottle before giving it back again. They'd talked a bit about asking Davies in to the Order and such before. And George, and Fred, felt that it was about bloody time they start bringing more people in anyway. And everyone interested would know about the broadcast soon anyway. "Kind of things that knowing about could get you in trouble with the twats in charge right now. So you sure you want to know?"

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[info]agile
2010-01-16 11:20 pm UTC (link)
It wasn't as if Roger was unaware of what was going on in the wizarding world. The decrees were hard to ignore, when your mother was a Muggleborn witch and an Auror to boot. She had taken leave from her job, as a safety precaution, after Scrimgeour's death. Now she was staying with her relatives, while Roger and his father continued on with their lives like nothing was wrong.

But Roger was tired of being inactive, when it was obvious that there were things being done all around him. "My mother is Muggleborn. I'm bound to get into some kind of trouble regardless. So let's hear it, yeah?"

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-17 04:08 am UTC (link)
George took a bite of the nearest food carton, taking his time before he shrugged and answered, swallowing first. "You remember when Umbridge was running around the school, teaching defense without teaching anything? Before me and Fredders ran out, Hermione and Harry and Ronnikins started up a group - to teach stuff people needed to know. Most of us Gryffs were in there. They sort of kept it up. And now some of us who used to be in that, and still are, just not at school. Gin and Longbottom are running it these days."

George wasn't always the most straightforward of storytellers.

"But there's a group of people who started up during the last war and all. The Order of the Phoenix. Some of us are in that, and working to try to help out Harry, and keep things going. Dumbledore used to run it. . . not sure who does now. We're all just sort of doing what we can, I guess," George finished. "It's secret, so if you don't join up, I have to obliviate you. And I'm not that good at it, so you might forget a few other things."

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[info]agile
2010-01-17 05:30 am UTC (link)
He hadn't been in the circle of people that had been involved in Dumbledore's Army when it had first began. Of course he had heard the rumours when Umbridge started to make decrees against organizations, but he had never really gotten the story on what had been going on.

At least now he understood what it was all about.

"I suppose then I have no real choice, right?" He asked, looking up from where he had been poking his Khao phat while lost in his thoughts. He gave George a small grin, though it was obvious he was slightly nervous about being this close to everything that he knew must have been going on behind the scenes. "I rather be doing something useful rather than sitting around, waiting to be caught up in the crossfire."

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-17 06:18 am UTC (link)
"Well you have a choice, just not a good one," George pointed out.

He poked at Roger's food too. Since it seemed like the thing to do.

He did sober a bit though and shrugged. "That's how most of us feel. The world's going to shite. It's not going to get better unless we do something to try to fix it. It's dangerous. It's probably going to get more dangerous. There's the Wirelss broadcast going out now, and Fredders and I do some projects for just the Aurors. For now, mostly we're all stuck waiting on Harry and trying to counter things when they happen. The Prophet's completely controlled by them. And the Quibbler's out now too. So it's up to us."

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[info]agile
2010-01-17 06:44 am UTC (link)
"Like I said, no real choice," Roger said, smiling slightly as he offered the rice to George before picking up a piece of chicken it had been mixed with.

It was a lot to take in, the fact that they were so organized against what he could only assume was the Dark Lord and Death Eaters. Whoever was in charge of the media had done helluva a job covering up anything that was too obviously declaring the Dark Lord's return. But he wasn't so surprised to know that there was a group out there, dedicated to helping Harry and his friends. It hadn't been too obvious at school, but you had to be blind to not realize that something had been going on with Dumbledore and Harry.

"So how do I make this official?" In an attempt to lighten the atmosphere, he asked, "Blood oath? Do I have to give you a kidney?"

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-17 06:54 am UTC (link)
George took the rice, tipping the carton back to dump some in his mouth instead of using a spoon like a normal person.

He smiled, nudging against Roger. "Don't want your kidney, Davies. Have my eye on your liver though. Maybe just a bit of it," he teased.

He shrugged though. "I'll let them know and you can talk to Lupin about it. He's brought in the rest of the newer members." And Ang had been right pissed that they hadn't told her sooner, too.

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[info]agile
2010-01-17 07:12 am UTC (link)
He laughed a little, watching George's antics, before snatching the container that George had been previously working his way through.

"Just as long as you leave me enough to soak up this alcohol with," he said with a smirk, gesturing to the firewhiskey that they had been steadily working their way through.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, before asking, "Professor Lupin? Remus Lupin?" That...actually made a lot of sense, when you took into account how close he had seemed to Harry Potter during the year that he had taught at the school. "Should I owl him? Or wait to hear from him?"

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-17 07:22 am UTC (link)
"Go ahead and owl him. That way if I get busy being more brilliant than you and forget to tell him, he'll still find out," George decided.

He made a scoffing sound. "Real men drink with no food." And were sick the next day. And then had to buy Weasley hangover cure products. George firmly believed in sales as a life calling.

"Yeah. He was in the first war too, along with Harry's dad and mum, and our parents, and loads of other people. Including Sirius Black - who was a good guy, not a murderer and all of that. 'salong story." George shrugged. "But Lupin's a good sort. Tonks is in, she's teaching at Hogwarts now. Ang and Katie and Alicia and Wood."

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[info]agile
2010-01-17 07:45 am UTC (link)
"Do you mind if I take a few days before I owl him? Just to get my head around this?" It wasn't as if George had to worry about Roger going off and telling everyone about who was in the Order in the meantime. Hearing the list of names that George started to sprout off, he wasn't at all surprised to realize that mostly Gryffindors made up the group and he certainly wouldn't want to put Angelina in danger. He had a soft spot for her.

But he would have understood if there were any concerns about Roger taking time off to wrap his mind around it.

He only shook his head, grinning a little at George's real men comment. Roger was plenty man enough for countless women out there and he didn't think how he took his alcohol had anything to do with it.

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-17 08:21 am UTC (link)
"Yeah, sure. Just don't take too long. Someone might end up offing us all, and then how will you feel?" George asked with a smirk that was a little darker than normal. That wasn't quite as big a joke as he wished it was after all.

He reached for another carton and dug in, nudging Roger's leg with his foot. "So. How'd you fly into the goal post anyway? Didn't you learn how to steer while you were at school?"

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[info]agile
2010-01-17 08:28 am UTC (link)
Roger's almost jovial mood dissipated immediately at George's joke. "Don't joke about that," he said, sounding serious. "Not about that." The sinking feeling that not everyone was going to make it out of this alive was there, but the mere mention of it upset Roger more than he thought it would have. Then again, these people were the people he had spent most of his adult life knowing. It wasn't a stretch to be upset at the thought of harm coming to them.

Using his legs to trap the one that George had been nudging him with, he sat like that for awhile as he attempted to interject a little more cheer in his voice than he was feeling. "I don't know which gossip rag started that rumour, but you're not the first to assume I flew into a goal post," he explained with a snort. "I got hit by a stray Bludger, actually."

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-17 08:40 am UTC (link)
George reached to ruffle Roger's hair. "Relax, Davies. Better to joke about it than worry about it." It was Fred and George's usual philosophy. Sure, things made them serious now and then. George had already almost died once after all, and Hagrid and Moody and others hadn't been as lucky as him. But George thought that if you couldn't laugh at something, that just made it worse.

He grunted as Roger trapped his legs and made a face at him. "I could poke your bad arm until you pass out and drink all your booze you know." He looked amused. "Aren't you supposed to know how to avoid those Bludger things? Part of your job and such?"

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[info]agile
2010-01-17 07:55 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, well," Roger said, shrugging a little helplessly and batting George's hand away. He was awfully tactile, wasn't he? But Roger didn't mind and the thought didn't cross his mind much after that. Instead, his sore mood disappeared just as quickly as it had came and he cocked an eyebrow at the other wizard. "Oh, you could try." Just because he only had the full use of only one arm, it didn't mean that he was completely helpless.

His fingers were already inching toward a couch pillow, getting ready to smack George should he attempt to poke him. "I can avoid them just fine, when we're actually playing. But we were working on formations, when the damn thing got loose and smacked into me."

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-18 08:01 am UTC (link)
George was always tactile, but once he had a few drinks in him, he was likely to pet anyone within reach. Or anything. Pygmy Puffs were good for that when there wasn't anyone pettable around.

"You're all drunk and unshaven and head-thumped. I could poke you and be across the room before you did anything but say ouch'!" George told him, smirking.

"You. . . go smacked by a bludger that wasn't even aimed at you? You were just in the path?" George snorted with laughter. "That has even less dignity, mate."

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[info]agile
2010-01-18 08:10 am UTC (link)
"Yeah? Well, you're just as drunk as I am and I normally have a wicked good aim," Roger said, lifting the pillow. Yes, he would defend himself with a pillow if he had to. He would Not Be Poked. "Want to find out if your drunken dodging is better than my drunken throwing?"

He tightened his grip on the pillow, while a scowl stretched across his face. "Shut it! I didn't think i had to pay attention to any of the Bludgers!"

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[info]weasleygred
2010-01-18 09:44 am UTC (link)
"Your aim's not that good," George scoffed. He eyed the pillow Roger was picking up. "Are you after a pillow fight, Davies? You're not going to change into a teddy for it, are you?" Roger wasn't the sort of bloke who could wear lingerie well, George didn't think.

George could have probably read the warning signs of the pillow threat becoming solid, but he was too busy laughing. "Right. not your fault! I mean who would think that a bludger might be flying around a Quidditch pitch? It's crazy talk!

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[info]agile
2010-02-01 04:48 am UTC (link)
"Right then," Roger sighed, making a show of deflating before he took the pillow and walloped George with it. "Arse," he said with a slightly smug tone as he quickly inched away from George in case he decided to retaliate.

And if that happened, he would point out that he was a cripple and that hitting disabled people wasn't a very nice thing to do. Even if they were asking for it.

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[info]weasleygred
2010-02-01 06:44 pm UTC (link)
"I am not pillow fighting with you unless you do it properly and go put on a nightie," George told Roger. But he was laughing, and it only took him a second to try to grab and take the pillow away.

Though he was nice enough to try not to jostle the cripple. It wasn't going to save him a pillow thumping though!

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[info]agile
2010-02-02 06:16 pm UTC (link)
"Why are you so eager to see me in a nightie? Something you need to share with the rest of us, Mr. Weasley?" Roger questioned, reaching for the bottle of firewhiskey that had been temporarily forgotten.

He took a swig of it, in hopes that George decided to spare him a thumping out of fear that he may spill the firewhiskey, if not it was wrong to a cripple.

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