Date: Saturday, October 14, 1999 Characters: Too many to name Location: Ballroom, The Morgana Status: Public Summary: The Autumn Ball begins Completion: Incomplete
The ballroom was breathtaking. Ginny knew it had been just as lovely last year, but she hadn't been in the best mindset then. She hoped to be able to enjoy the night more this year.
She smoothed her hands down her dress. Lisa had gone into London with her this past week so she could lead Ginny in the direction of some possible shops. Lisa hadn't known of any specific secondhand dress shops, but luckily the area of shopping that Lisa had been familiar with ended up working perfectly. There had been a gently used shop with all types of formal wear, and Ginny had been able to save up enough money for something nice.
Ginny glanced around to see if she saw anyone she knew. Then she got something to drink while she tapped her foot to the music. She exhaled slowly. Yes, she was going to try and make sure this night was much better than last year.
"Ginny," Charlie said, emerging with his own drink from where he'd assailed one of the serving men with the trays. Champagne to start with tonight -- somehow it made him a better dancer, so it was well worth it. "I've never seen that dress before," he said, with a hard smile that was not entirely forced. "It looks beautiful. You look beautiful."
He wished he didn't have a drink now. It was about the right time to be wringing his hands together, but instead he could only sip the champagne and there wasn't much room to hide behind the thin glass.
"Charlie," she said with a smile. She pulled him into a hug, careful not to bump the hand that held a glass of champagne. "You look handsome."
Ginny picked her dress up slightly and did a small spin. "It's new," she said, "well, not exactly new, but new for me. It's lovely, isn't it?" She shook her head when Charlie asked about her date. "Nope. Just me. Where's your date?"
Charlie hugged back, just as tight as he could without spilling the drink. He stepped back. "Oh yes, now you've spun, I can see it's even more beautiful than I thought." He smiled and looked up at her. "And it makes your eyes sparkle. I'm sure you'll bewitch everyone here."
He took a sip from his glass, but almost spat it out through his nose. "Oh - you caught me, huh?" He grinned. "I'm here alone too."
Ginny giggled. "Oh bewitching sounds like a good idea," she said. "But thanks. The shopkeeper told me it looked good and I took her word for it. But I'm pleased with it."
Ginny raised an eyebrow at Charlie. She couldn't figure out how a handsome bloke like him had come alone. Maybe birds were too complicated for him or just not that fun. "How's your new place?"
"Well the shopkeeper was right," he agreed, with a smile. "The boys would be nuts if they didn't want to dance with you." He reached up and squeezed her shoulder with his free hand.
"Actually it's er..." he laughed, "Pretty small. But it's a bit bigger than a tent, so I get along well enough. I still don't have enough stuff to fill all the spaces, though. It's been pretty hard making it feel like home."
Ginny wondered if Charlie's flat was as small as Ron's. But still--living out on one's own sounded a bit freeing, too. "I'm sure you'll eventually get all you need. Besides, if it's small, then the less you have to buy right?"
She let her gaze roam around the room. "Do you get lonely?" she asked, looking back at him.
"Mmm...it's not like I need much," he grinned, and reached up to pat her on the head fondly. "So long as there's a place to sleep I'm fine - I made sure to buy a really nice bed first thing."
"Oh..." he said, surprised by her question. He flushed and looked down. "Yeah, sometimes. I need to get out more. It should be a point that when I see my little sister for the first time in a while it's at a ball all of Wizarding Britain are invited to."
Ginny nodded. She didn't think she would need much either, but a good bed was one of them. She grinned at Charlie. "You should get out more. People miss you, and they say as much to me. You should get out and go flying." She giggled. "And, yes, I know I sound a lot like Mum, but she'd be right, too, if she was saying it. But you can make up for not seeing me by taking me for a dance on the floor." She held her arm out to him.
"Oh well, Gin, when you're so absolutely charming, how can I refuse?" He took her arm and led her out onto the floor, smiling at her. "How's about I send you an owl some time soon with an invite, hmm? You can bring your friends, I'll bring mine, and then we can have a big generation versus match."
"I would love that," she said as she and Charlie started to dance. "And if you don't remember, I'll keep pestering you until you get it together," she teased. "And you might be surprised at which generation wins."
"Oh really?" he laughed. "Well I'll hold you to that, Gin. If you don't at least give us old chaps a run for our money, I'll make you buy me a drink, how does that sound?"
He guided her through another few steps. "So what have you been up to?"
"You've got a deal," she said, pulling back far enough to shake his hand quickly before going back to dancing. She shrugged as they moved in a small area on the floor. "I suppose someone has told you about my new job. Well, it's not as new now, but I do work at the Ministry."
She pulled back and looked up at her brother. "It's a bit sad that I have to even say that. That means I can't even remember the last time we talked, which is pathetic. We really should work more on getting together and spending time with each other. Anyway," she continued with a smile, "it isn't so bad. Some days I feel like a right loser, but I know I'm learning, and one of these days I'll be really good at it. Or at least I hope so," she laughed.
"Yes, I have. In fact, you and I ought to have lunch one day, now we're working in the same place. It'd probably help if I stopped overworking at lunchtime and got out, but there always seems to be so much to do." He laughed.
"I am..." He broke the hold as they kept moving, tapping his finger to his lip. "I am surviving in my coccoon. This thing's reminded me that I ought to be getting out more." He grinned. "That way I won't be so surprised when I see my little sister looking like a butterfly."
She smoothed her hands down her dress. Lisa had gone into London with her this past week so she could lead Ginny in the direction of some possible shops. Lisa hadn't known of any specific secondhand dress shops, but luckily the area of shopping that Lisa had been familiar with ended up working perfectly. There had been a gently used shop with all types of formal wear, and Ginny had been able to save up enough money for something nice.
Ginny glanced around to see if she saw anyone she knew. Then she got something to drink while she tapped her foot to the music. She exhaled slowly. Yes, she was going to try and make sure this night was much better than last year.
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He wished he didn't have a drink now. It was about the right time to be wringing his hands together, but instead he could only sip the champagne and there wasn't much room to hide behind the thin glass.
"Aren't you here with a date?" he asked.
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Ginny picked her dress up slightly and did a small spin. "It's new," she said, "well, not exactly new, but new for me. It's lovely, isn't it?" She shook her head when Charlie asked about her date. "Nope. Just me. Where's your date?"
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He took a sip from his glass, but almost spat it out through his nose. "Oh - you caught me, huh?" He grinned. "I'm here alone too."
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Ginny raised an eyebrow at Charlie. She couldn't figure out how a handsome bloke like him had come alone. Maybe birds were too complicated for him or just not that fun. "How's your new place?"
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"Actually it's er..." he laughed, "Pretty small. But it's a bit bigger than a tent, so I get along well enough. I still don't have enough stuff to fill all the spaces, though. It's been pretty hard making it feel like home."
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She let her gaze roam around the room. "Do you get lonely?" she asked, looking back at him.
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"Oh..." he said, surprised by her question. He flushed and looked down. "Yeah, sometimes. I need to get out more. It should be a point that when I see my little sister for the first time in a while it's at a ball all of Wizarding Britain are invited to."
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He guided her through another few steps. "So what have you been up to?"
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She pulled back and looked up at her brother. "It's a bit sad that I have to even say that. That means I can't even remember the last time we talked, which is pathetic. We really should work more on getting together and spending time with each other. Anyway," she continued with a smile, "it isn't so bad. Some days I feel like a right loser, but I know I'm learning, and one of these days I'll be really good at it. Or at least I hope so," she laughed.
"What about you?"
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"I am..." He broke the hold as they kept moving, tapping his finger to his lip. "I am surviving in my coccoon. This thing's reminded me that I ought to be getting out more." He grinned. "That way I won't be so surprised when I see my little sister looking like a butterfly."
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