OWL: To George
Date: Thursday, September 19, 1999
Characters: Bill Weasley, George Weasley
Location: Various
Status: Private
Summary: Bill owls George
Completion: Complete
Little Brother,
This is probably pointless to write, since that bloody hospital isn't letting you have visitors, so it's unlikely they'll let you receive mail, either. I have to do something, though, even if these will end up in the rubbish. Guess Greystone would consider it therapy of some sort. I don't know. Maybe it's more for me than you, since you probably won't even read it.
I let the family know where you are. Don't know if I should do more than that. Ginny and Ron probably need me right now. After the war and all that, this is a lot for them to handle when things were starting to get better. Course, Charlie needs me, too. Figure Percy does, too, even if he'd never admit it. Or maybe I just need them? I let you down somehow, and I can't really handle letting them down, too. Part of a being a big brother, you know? Trying to take care of everyone and feeling every failure even when it has nothing to do with you. Wouldn't trade it for anything, though.
Gigi seems to sense that something's wrong. Might be because I held her constantly yesterday, even when she got fussy and wanted me to let her alone. Hope that's not a sign of things to come, you know? Her getting fussy and wanting me to just let her be. Course, she's a girl and will be a teenager one day, so maybe I should get used to it now. Unfortunately for her, she's got me and several uncles to contend with when it comes to boys and all that nonsense. Ginny can probably tell her some stories there, not that we've ever scared off any boys sniffing around Gin. She's still young, though, so there's always a chance we will in the future.
When you're out, we need to get better about making time for each other. All of us, really. We're all growing up and making our own lives, but family's important. I look around sometimes now and realize it's been weeks since I've talked to Charlie or months since I sat down with Percy, and it just feels wrong. When I was in Egypt, there was a reason. Now, there's not. Why does that happen? I love you all, even if I'm bollocks at saying that sort of thing.
Reading this over, I almost hope they do toss it in the rubbish. I sound like a bloody whingy wanker, don't I? Guess I can be ready for you to take the piss out of me when you're out of there. Might be worth it, at that.
My lunch period is nearly over, so I better send this off before I decide not to bother owling it. I have a class of students coming in soon, and I think I need the walk to the owlery before I have to deal with them. I hope that food at St. Mungos isn't horrible, and they'd better treat you well or they'll be dealing with all of us and probably Harry, too. Yes, I added that bit in case they're reading your mail before tossing it in the bin. Harry Potter is one scary wizard, but not nearly as dangerous as Weasleys if you hurt one of our own.
I love you, little brother.
Bill
Characters: Bill Weasley, George Weasley
Location: Various
Status: Private
Summary: Bill owls George
Completion: Complete
Little Brother,
This is probably pointless to write, since that bloody hospital isn't letting you have visitors, so it's unlikely they'll let you receive mail, either. I have to do something, though, even if these will end up in the rubbish. Guess Greystone would consider it therapy of some sort. I don't know. Maybe it's more for me than you, since you probably won't even read it.
I let the family know where you are. Don't know if I should do more than that. Ginny and Ron probably need me right now. After the war and all that, this is a lot for them to handle when things were starting to get better. Course, Charlie needs me, too. Figure Percy does, too, even if he'd never admit it. Or maybe I just need them? I let you down somehow, and I can't really handle letting them down, too. Part of a being a big brother, you know? Trying to take care of everyone and feeling every failure even when it has nothing to do with you. Wouldn't trade it for anything, though.
Gigi seems to sense that something's wrong. Might be because I held her constantly yesterday, even when she got fussy and wanted me to let her alone. Hope that's not a sign of things to come, you know? Her getting fussy and wanting me to just let her be. Course, she's a girl and will be a teenager one day, so maybe I should get used to it now. Unfortunately for her, she's got me and several uncles to contend with when it comes to boys and all that nonsense. Ginny can probably tell her some stories there, not that we've ever scared off any boys sniffing around Gin. She's still young, though, so there's always a chance we will in the future.
When you're out, we need to get better about making time for each other. All of us, really. We're all growing up and making our own lives, but family's important. I look around sometimes now and realize it's been weeks since I've talked to Charlie or months since I sat down with Percy, and it just feels wrong. When I was in Egypt, there was a reason. Now, there's not. Why does that happen? I love you all, even if I'm bollocks at saying that sort of thing.
Reading this over, I almost hope they do toss it in the rubbish. I sound like a bloody whingy wanker, don't I? Guess I can be ready for you to take the piss out of me when you're out of there. Might be worth it, at that.
My lunch period is nearly over, so I better send this off before I decide not to bother owling it. I have a class of students coming in soon, and I think I need the walk to the owlery before I have to deal with them. I hope that food at St. Mungos isn't horrible, and they'd better treat you well or they'll be dealing with all of us and probably Harry, too. Yes, I added that bit in case they're reading your mail before tossing it in the bin. Harry Potter is one scary wizard, but not nearly as dangerous as Weasleys if you hurt one of our own.
I love you, little brother.
Bill