RP: Thinking and thinking/OWL Post: Lee Jordan, Verity Jackson, Hermione Granger, Bill Weasley
Date: 10 October, 1999
Characters: George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Lee Jordan, Verity Jackson, Bill Weasley
Location: Respective locations
Status: Private
Summary: George does some thinking, and sends some owls.
Completion: Owlishly Complete
George sat in the corner squashy chair, a potions book in his lap. He wasn't reading anymore, but using the book as a desk. He'd been thinking and thinking since Greystone had left last, and hadn't been able to put anything aside. His mind worked resolutely at every issue. A place to stay. Lee. The potions he'd be taking. The work still left to do. He opened the cover of the book and pulled out a folded sheet of parchment, smoothing it out and settling down to write.
Hermione,
I've been doing a lot of thinking, and talking with Greystone, and...well, if your offer of a room for a while is still open, I'd like to take you up on it. If it's okay with Harry and all, of course. And I insist on taking care of my own expenses.
But Greystone rather agrees that a place with people around but still some time for quiet, might be just what the healer ordered.
Thanks,
Bill,
Just letting you know, they're springing me on Wednesday. I'm going to head to Harry and Hermione's place for a while. I think someplace neutral will be the ticket. I'd like to see you soon though, if you've got time, and get my wands while I'm taking you to lunch?
Thanks for everything, Big Brother.
Verity,
Lee mentioned at some point that you'd done some laundry, and I wondered if you know what happened to the rest of our things? Is there anyway you can arrange for someone to get at least the clothes and things to the laundry I use? I know it's a lot to ask, but if you could, I'd really appreciate it.
I'm planning to leave Wednesday, if things go well. I hope they're going well with you. Maybe we can catch lunch or something.
Lee,
I guess this is the hardest letter I've ever had to write. I don't know what's going on with us. If there's still an us. If you want there to be. I've been trying so hard to understand what's going on in my head, in my heart, but I can't.
I'd like to talk.
I can't face going home to the Burrow, I just know my mother will be overbearing without meaning to, and as much as I love her, I need breathing room right now. Hermione's offered a room at Grimmauld Place for a while, and after a lot of thought, I'm going to take her up on it. I think someplace that's not associated with any kind of memory for me is going to be the way to go.
I'd love to hear from you.
Characters: George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Lee Jordan, Verity Jackson, Bill Weasley
Location: Respective locations
Status: Private
Summary: George does some thinking, and sends some owls.
Completion: Owlishly Complete
George sat in the corner squashy chair, a potions book in his lap. He wasn't reading anymore, but using the book as a desk. He'd been thinking and thinking since Greystone had left last, and hadn't been able to put anything aside. His mind worked resolutely at every issue. A place to stay. Lee. The potions he'd be taking. The work still left to do. He opened the cover of the book and pulled out a folded sheet of parchment, smoothing it out and settling down to write.
Hermione,
I've been doing a lot of thinking, and talking with Greystone, and...well, if your offer of a room for a while is still open, I'd like to take you up on it. If it's okay with Harry and all, of course. And I insist on taking care of my own expenses.
But Greystone rather agrees that a place with people around but still some time for quiet, might be just what the healer ordered.
Thanks,
Bill,
Just letting you know, they're springing me on Wednesday. I'm going to head to Harry and Hermione's place for a while. I think someplace neutral will be the ticket. I'd like to see you soon though, if you've got time, and get my wands while I'm taking you to lunch?
Thanks for everything, Big Brother.
Verity,
Lee mentioned at some point that you'd done some laundry, and I wondered if you know what happened to the rest of our things? Is there anyway you can arrange for someone to get at least the clothes and things to the laundry I use? I know it's a lot to ask, but if you could, I'd really appreciate it.
I'm planning to leave Wednesday, if things go well. I hope they're going well with you. Maybe we can catch lunch or something.
Lee,
I guess this is the hardest letter I've ever had to write. I don't know what's going on with us. If there's still an us. If you want there to be. I've been trying so hard to understand what's going on in my head, in my heart, but I can't.
I'd like to talk.
I can't face going home to the Burrow, I just know my mother will be overbearing without meaning to, and as much as I love her, I need breathing room right now. Hermione's offered a room at Grimmauld Place for a while, and after a lot of thought, I'm going to take her up on it. I think someplace that's not associated with any kind of memory for me is going to be the way to go.
I'd love to hear from you.