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Fred Weasley (weasleyforge) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-02-16 21:10:00

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!1998: 02, !incomplete, !plot, angelina johnson, fred weasley, george weasley, npc

Who: Fred and George, and then later Angelina
What: Fred and George go to check on Angie's family
Where: Angie's family home, then elsewhere
When: Tonight
Rating/Warning: Gore, Death, etc.

Fred promised Angie he'd grab George and go over to say hello to her mum so that she could stop worrying. If he could think of anyone you didn't really need t worry about, it was the Johnson's - they never really got involved in much, and they weren't muggleborn or anything. But times like these, he figured if someone stopped answering owls for a few days their sprog were justified in sending out a party to check on them, just in case.

He wasn't too worried though, so he didn't rush. Just went upstairs, grabbed a beer, and flopped down on the sofa next to George when things were all locked up.

"Your hag wore pink again today. It might be the same thing she wore on Valentine's. Think she's washed, or is she just waiting for you to notice?" He looked at the telly for a second, then added, "Oh, we're supposed to go and check on Angie's parents."

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weasleygred
2010-02-17 05:51 am UTC (link)

"I noticed. She smells like she's never had a bath since she was old enough to wear big girl pants," George answered absently, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth as he bent his head over a scribbled-on piece of parchment. He'd written down loads of notes while they were working last night, but they were a bit hard to actually read, now. "Did we say something about pixie wings, or doe that say something about fixing something?" George asked, holding the parchment for Fred to see.

He looked up though. "Ange's parents? Why? They're not muggleborns, yeah?" He didn't mind, it was just a bit odd. "She have a practice she couldn't get out of or something?"

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	weasleyforge 2010-02-19 01:03 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, but she's worried because her mum isn't answering owl or something," Fred shrugged. He didn't really sound like he thought it was something to be alarmed about. "I told her we could go by. Remember the cakes she made us last time?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

weasleygred
2010-02-19 02:26 am UTC (link)

"Oh, right!" George looked infinitely more interested as soon as cakes were mentioned. They had zero food left in their flat that wasn't actively growing some kind of plantlife on it. And they'd been good bloody cakes.

"You think she'd make us dinner if we go over?" George asked, tossing aside the papers and standing up to start pulling on his shoes. Or locating his shoes, and then pulling them on.

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weasleyforge
2010-02-19 02:31 am UTC (link)

If there was anything to get them off the couch, it was free food cooked by someone who wasn't one of them. Fred jumped up too, and kicked a show toward George that had lodged under the coffeetable next to a pile of something blue.

"Probably. We are her favourites, you know." Angie had said that once, he thought. Or else he was imagining it, but he figured it was true anyway.

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weasleygred
2010-02-19 02:53 am UTC (link)

George took the shoe as it was tossed, hopping on one foot to pull it on, and then standing straight. "Right. We're everybody's favorites," George agreed.

He looked at Fred. "So just pop over in that lot near her house again?" he asked. It hadn't been that out in the open, so it was probably safe enough they wouldn't be spotted, even though it wasn't quite dark yet.

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	weasleyforge 2010-02-19 03:05 am UTC (link)
	"Sure," Fred shrugged, but his stomach rumbled and he smirked a little at his brother. His stomach, at least, knew that they were about to be fed - it was enough to hurry him along, and he apparated away a moment later. A few minutes later, they were walking up the path to the Johnson's house. Nothing really seemed out of sorts. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

weasleygred
2010-02-19 03:28 am UTC (link)

George followed him over, walking alongside George and looking around. He had his hands shoved into his jacket pockets, one hand fisted around his wand, just in case. They didn't expect anything but a meal, but after what happened to Fred, they were careful, anyway.

George lifted a hand, knocking at the door. When no one answered, he looked around, seeing if there was an auto in the drive or anything, then looking back at the door and knocking again. "Oi! Mrs. Johnson? Ange-parents?"

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weasleyforge
2010-03-03 02:34 am UTC (link)

"Mrs. Johnson, we came for pie!" Fred called out helpfully, but after a few minutes, still no one answering, he looked a bit more worried than he had before. "She was sure they'd be home to check up on... Try around the back? Or should we just go in?"

They really weren't a pair to wait, though, so Fred unlocked the door quickly and kept his wand out as he pushed it open.

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weasleygred
2010-03-03 04:14 am UTC (link)

George stepped inside with Fred, grin slowly fading as the door swung half-shut behind them. The house had an odd, still feel to it. George didn't have any way to explain it, save that it didn't feel EMPTY. Just STILL.

George gripped his wand, frowning and stepping further in. There didn't seem to be anything for a moment, and then his eye line dropped, seeing a smear of dark, dried red-black on the floor. Blood.

George's stomach dropped. "Fred," he murmured, urgent but quiet, holding his wand up and waiting for Fred to see the same thing he did before both of them started forward to follow the start of the bloodstain into the next room.

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weasleyforge
2010-03-05 04:25 am UTC (link)

Fred followed the line of George's wand and it took a moment, but he recognized the blood for what it was, too, and his mouth set into a serious, tight line that was rarely seen on either twin.

He took point ahead of George, walking down the short hallway, following the bloodtrail back to where it was quite obviously seeping underneath the closed study door...

Fred wasn't one for nerves, though, and he reached and pushed the door open without waiting.

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weasleygred
2010-03-06 07:10 am UTC (link)

"Fuck," George couldn't stop the breathed exclamation from escaping. The room smelled of blood and death in a way George didn't really recognize as anything but wrong. The stillness that he'd felt before was still there, and George was fairly certain that whoever had done this was long gone. They'd done all the damage they could do, anyway.

The bodies left were more blood than anything else, eviscerated and faces twisted in pain.

Staring at them, horrified and sickened, the only real thing George could think was that he was really glad it was them finding this, and not Angelina.

He swallowed, regretting the sharp breath he pulled in, since it led to a sharper smell of the room.

They were dead. There was no question of that, but George still somehow found himself stepping past Fred, further in to bend over the stiff body of Ange's mum, checking for signs of life he KNEW weren't there. "Merlin. . . Ange. . ." he straightened, looking at Fred. "What do we do now?" They could tell the Aurors, but half of them might be in the Death Eater's back pocket.

He swallowed again, willing himself not to be sick.

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