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Who: Ginny Weasley and Angelina Johnson
When: Sept 28 2001, afternoon
Where: Order HQ, living room area
Status: Complete
Ginny had been cleaning out one of the still unused rooms of the Manor--though lately, with more members who couldn't afford to stay anywhere else, there were less of those--when she'd found an old wireless.
Carrying it down to the living room area, she decided to see if she could get it working again. If there was a chance they could use it to get news, even if it was propaganda-filled, it was worth it.
She'd never had her father's skill when it came to tinkering with Muggle things, or Fred and George's skill when it came to building new things up from scratch, but God knew she'd spent enough time watching the three of them. So she was feeling fairly confident, and if she couldn't, then someone like Michael certainly could.
Angelina was already there when Ginny finally made it to the room, which was a pleasant surprise. Angelina was one of the few in the Order who could still afford to keep her own flat, and wasn't always around as a result.
"Hey," she greeted the older girl warmly. "Are you staying for dinner?"
It was a polite inquiry as much as practical one, as meals at Headquarters could sometimes require strategic planning to avoid chaos, depending upon how many people were eating together at once.XC
When: Sept 28 2001, afternoon
Where: Order HQ, living room area
Status: Complete
Ginny had been cleaning out one of the still unused rooms of the Manor--though lately, with more members who couldn't afford to stay anywhere else, there were less of those--when she'd found an old wireless.
Carrying it down to the living room area, she decided to see if she could get it working again. If there was a chance they could use it to get news, even if it was propaganda-filled, it was worth it.
She'd never had her father's skill when it came to tinkering with Muggle things, or Fred and George's skill when it came to building new things up from scratch, but God knew she'd spent enough time watching the three of them. So she was feeling fairly confident, and if she couldn't, then someone like Michael certainly could.
Angelina was already there when Ginny finally made it to the room, which was a pleasant surprise. Angelina was one of the few in the Order who could still afford to keep her own flat, and wasn't always around as a result.
"Hey," she greeted the older girl warmly. "Are you staying for dinner?"
It was a polite inquiry as much as practical one, as meals at Headquarters could sometimes require strategic planning to avoid chaos, depending upon how many people were eating together at once.XC