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RP: Let's get this party started

Jan 25, 2009 12:33

Characters: Weasleys and guests
Date: 25 January 2000
Location: Shell Cottage
Status: Semi-private (if a Weasley would have logically invited you, jump in! Add your tag as you join, please.)
Summary: Redheads throw good shindigs.
Completion: Closed. (group thread)

( Making my connection as I enter the room//Everybody's chilling as I set up the groove )

place: shell cottage, ginny weasley, megan jones, molly weasley, cho weasley, bill weasley, teddy lupin (npc), complete, george weasley, percy weasley, madam rosmerta, charlie weasley, athena mcgonagall, katie bell, ron weasley, 2000 01

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pb_charlie January 25 2009, 17:58:32 UTC

Charlie pointed his wand at Bill and summoned one of the biscuits he had in his hand. "I'm going to have to pop out in and out today," he took a big bite of the biscuit. He had just Apparated by the back gate dressed in his close fitting dragon hide because he was on call today and he had dragons close to hatching. He knew if he was called back, he'd be going straight to work.

"You know Fleur is going to get all beaky on you if she learns Mum was mucking about in her kitchen," Charlie chuckled waving toward the cottage where he could see Mum moving about through the kitchen windows.

pb_bill January 25 2009, 18:16:31 UTC

He didn't even have to look to know who'd just stolen his biscuit. There was only one brother who'd really risk taking food away from him, and Bill flicked two fingers over his shoulder before turning around. "Oi, taking sweets from babes, not on, y'know."

He gave Charlie a long look, then stuffed a biscuit in his mouth and grinned around it, chuckling. "You look like an armor-plated sausage, bro. Still can't figure how the dragons don't get a bit riled when you're wanderin' around wearin' their friends. Be like me wearing a goblin suit to work."

He threw a glance towards the cottage and shook his head. "That's only if my darling wife learns Mum was in her kitchen. I'm not tellin' her."

pb_charlie January 25 2009, 18:55:31 UTC

"Babe? I'm not even sure you qualify as middle aged anymore old man," Charlie said before stuffing the rest of the biscuit in his mouth.

"Don't dis the dragonhide, Billiam." Charlie made a face at the thought of what a goblin suit might look like.

"If? Brother mine, you really need more lessons in women. Right now, I reckon that Mum is in there rearranging a few things to 'make them easier' for Fleur. She'll be itching to share that spot of news at first opportunity and then ma belle soeur is going to be in your face asking why you let chere mama loose in her kitchen." Charlie laughed, "You're doomed, mate. Hate to say it but you are."

pb_bill January 25 2009, 20:08:25 UTC

Bill patted his stomach and grinned. "Still got the looks, no matter how old I am. And you're no spring chicken yourself, mister. Good thing you snatched up McGonagall before you were too aged and crotchety to ever find you a girl."

He nodded towards the bonfire and headed for it, putting a quick Engorging charm on a piece of driftwood to make a taller seat for him. "I'll just claim you did it, mate. 'Oh, you know, Charlie was here, he helped out a little. Sorry if he made a mess.' Something like that, yeah?" Finishing off the last biscuit, he dusted the crumbs off his hands. "Nah, wouldn't do that. I'll 'fess up eventually. Won't lie to my wife. Even if I am doomed once she finds out Mum was in there. Good thing we live out here, right? No eavesdroppers for the shouting."

pb_charlie January 25 2009, 21:22:51 UTC

"Speaking of my gorgeous, fit, tough little witch, looks like she's arrived and brought Teddy with her. You might need some wards on that bonfire, Billy-boy," Charlie told him.

pb_bill January 25 2009, 21:51:01 UTC

"Ah, shite and scarabs. All right, you hold off the munchkin, I'll check the fire. She said she was bringing someone, should have thought it'd be Little Terrors himself." Bill clambered off the driftwood, and drew his wand, flapping one hand at Charlie. "Go on, go on, I got this. Say hi to your Auror."

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