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RP: Busy Days

Jul 31, 2007 22:30

Date: 31 July 2005
Characters: Megan Jones, George Weasley
Location: The Apothecary
Status: Private
Summary: Just another day at work
Completion: InComplete

( It was a good thing she loved her job... )

place: apothecary, megan jones, july 2005, george weasley

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shh_megan August 3 2007, 02:23:56 UTC

"Too bad for you I was a Hufflepuff. We always pay attention to detail. Part of the 'hard working' appelation." She rolled her eyes. "Another reason why I never used the snackboxes. It seemed too much like cheating." She purposefully kept her voice proper, but ruined it by snickering before too long.

She nodded. "The names were a bit ridiculous, George," she said. "But fitting, seeing who named them." She snickered at his expression. "I hope Ron will appreciate them, and it's certainly safer for them there," she teased. "I'm actually amazed Bob's fared as well as she has at Terry's. He's always singing things with experiments." And that made the second or third time she'd mentioned her ex-husband in one conversation. She really needed to stop that. Move on. "I'll have to check with Terry. I know he had plans for at least two of them. A present for your brother I think. The one who's getting married."

She winced as his back popped, and it was on the tip of her tongue to scold him about taking better care of himself. "I'll remind you of that, if the time comes." At his next statement she threw back her head and laughed. "And what if one day I do take you up on that?" she asked through the snickers. "I think you might actually die of shock. Good thing I have better sense than that."

shh_george August 3 2007, 14:47:20 UTC

"It wasn't cheating," he said in mock offense. "We never cheat. Unless it is warranted. And in History of Magic it was warranted as death by boredom is a terrible way to die. Hence, no cheating."

Glaring, he reached out and thumped her on her arm. "Prat. The names sucked, yes. And Ron's just all around better for them." He glanced over at her as she mentioned his brother. "Percy?? You want to give him a puppy? What'd that puppy ever do to you?"

George grinned and slipped his arm around her. "I would not. I'd go buy a new set of dress robes and start planning my bachelor party. Man. I'm excited about that party." He squeezed her against him before letting go. "Yes, love, it is a very good think you have better sense than that."

shh_megan August 6 2007, 02:13:25 UTC

Megan rolled her eyes, and gave a little playful snort of disbelief. "Of course not," she agreed, with a mock serious look on her face. "And History of Magic wasn't so bad, if you knew how to read between the lines. I like history." And didn't she sound boring. Merlin help her.

She rubbed her arm where he thumped her, though it hadn't hurt. "They just didn't...fit the poor cats on whom they were bestowed." She winked. "Fit you though, to a t." She stuck her tongue out at him again. "And yes, it was Percy. Terry is very good friends with Morag. And that's not a very nice thing to say about your brother," she scolded. She didn't know exactly what had happened between George and his older brother, but she thought they ought to both act like adults about it.

Megan leaned against him, batting her eyes playfully. "I'm sure Lockhart's shop is open. He'd be delighted to measure you for dress robes. Personally, I think you'd look quite fine in puce." She giggled as he squeezed her and let go, and hopped down from the counter.

"Now, we've still work to do, boss. So, where do you want me?"

shh_george August 6 2007, 02:23:39 UTC

"History of Magic was a notoriously boring class. Didn't matter what house you were in. Binns was enough to kill anyone, whether you could read between the lines or not."

He shrugged, going back to tossing stuff in the bin. "Might not be very nice, but it's warranted. Trust me." He pulled out a large piece of plastic and looked at it before tossing it in with the rest of the rubbish. "And the names were crap. Stop teasing me."

George grinned playfully. "I'd look fabulous in anything. But Lockhart was a prat, and I wouldn't trust him to dress me."

Looking around the shop, he shrugged. "I guess in the back room. We dont' have very many orders at the moment. You're doing a brilliant job where you were."

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