RP: And the winner is...

[magicministry]

Who: Everyone
When: November 12th, evening
Where: Sitting room, then back in the real world.
Rating: G
Summary: It's time for the contestants to leave the house.

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[poisoned_quill]

The day had been long and strange, an odd feeling hanging in the air at dinner. Relief; loss.

She'd miss the place, she thought. Not the Ministry and their stupid pointless tasks, but the rest of it. It would be strange to go to bed in her flat tonight, wake up tomorrow by herself. The very thought was surreal, almost depressing.

When Big Brother broke the silence, she was already in the sitting room, quill and notebook in hand, trying to pen some sort of piece about her stay to publish in the paper.

Merlin. What would the world think of her when she got out there again? She had no idea.

She didn't want to leave. She didn't want to know. Meeting people again would be too strange. She never would have thought leaving would feel like this. Like the end of an exceptionally strange holiday.

Would any of the housemates want to see her again? Would Neville? She... was it silly to even wonder? Of course they wouldn't. But surely there would be some desire to talk about this, to reminisce, to simply exist in the presence of another person who got it.

She didn't know.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that it took her some time to realise what Big Brother had said.

"Three?"

[nevilletherebel]

Neville started, opened the door to the bathroom where he had been hiding and slipped out, his eyes finding Rita. He approached, slowly, licking his lips. It wasn't his fault he'd been avoiding her...of course, it was difficult to find novel ways to do so with the house so empty.

But it was time. It was over.

"Three?" he echoed, looking around. "I knew they'd lost their minds, but I didn't think it was that bad..."

[last_born_girl]

"Three's a bit much" said Ginny, as she felt the Disillusionment Charm fading away "I'd say it's more two-and-a-half"

She looked at the others.

"And for the record, you two would be great as the stars of a Muggle TV SitCom"

[poisoned_quill]

Rita was half-annoyed, half disappointed when Neville emerged from the bathroom. He'd been in there a while, hadn't he? She'd hoped they might leave the house in some state of normality, with... she didn't know. She'd even been tempted to tell him to owl her if he ever wanted... well, she didn't know what, so she hadn't said anything. If he ever wanted to have a drink or something? Hardly. If he ever wanted some company? He'd proved this week that her company was the last thing he wanted. If he ever wanted explosive, animal, mindless sex? Probably closer to what she'd have been offering, but she didn't think he'd ever take her up on something like that once they were out of this strange fishbowl of a place.

She didn't know what to say to him, but the appearance of Ginny out of thin air was shocking enough that she didn't have to think about it.

"Ginny! But you... what...? What on earth is a teevee sitcom?"

[last_born_girl]

Ginny raised an eyebrow.

"Muggles have a way to entertain themselves. It's called Television or TV, and it transmits pictures and sound. SitComs, or Situation Comedies, are a type of show on TV; they usually focus on the antics of a small group of Muggles who have some sort of moderately-disfunctional relationship. And from what I've seen of you two, well..." She allowed her voice to trail off.