Comments | road_ahead: RP: Idle hands

rar_ginny in road_ahead

RP: Idle hands

Sep 01, 2001 20:53

Date: 31st May 1998
Characters: Ginny Weasley, George Weasley
Location: WWW
Status: Private
Summary: Ginny and George get a moment alone.
Completion: Complete

( Ths shelves were empty... )

george weasley, place: weasleys' wizard wheezes, may 1998, ginny weasley

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rar_george November 1 2007, 02:31:38 UTC

George had been spending time "in the shop" lately; well, in the back room. He hadn't actually done a damn thing to speak of. The conversation with his father had stripped some of his control, and though the pain felt a bit less poisonous it was also more real ( ... )

rar_ginny November 1 2007, 10:40:49 UTC

She had heard motion above her and she wondered which one it was. She'd been as quiet as possible, considering some of the merchandise that were in these dust filled boxes.

She'd almost gotten bitten once. But she'd managed not to set anything on fire, and considered that quiet an accomplishment.

She was maybe halfway through when she heard the foodsteps... and then his voice. "Goerge," she said, smiling as he pulled her back agaist his chest, her arms going up around his. He felt so good and she'd missed the way he smelled. "A few hours. I'm filthy," she said, suddenly remembering she was likely covering in grime and reluctantly trying to pull away. "Your clothes..."

rar_george November 2 2007, 02:48:37 UTC

"Squirt, what are you doing? You found the only dirty spot in the place." He stood and held her , letting her weight rest against him. "Since when have I ever cared about getting dirty? You have met me, right?"

"You brought me lunch? Let's eat. I'll spell you clean. Mind I'm going to force you to sit on the futon and lean on me while we eat."

rar_ginny November 2 2007, 02:58:47 UTC

"I'm doing inventory. I bet you've no clue what you ahve here. I've got loads of free time. Once I finish this I'm going to clean the main room and start restocking the shelves. I've already made a list of things that will need to be replaced. I can help with quite a few of them." She leaned against him, so very very glad to feel him close to her again.

"Yeah, I brought you lunch. I'd love to come sit with you. I can ceratinly take a break, my back's killing me."

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rar_george November 3 2007, 20:15:17 UTC

George quickly shoved aside how he was feeling. Words like 'wretched' and 'destroyed' and 'hollow' didn't begin to describe it and he didn't want to try. It had taken hours before he could open his mouth without sobbing after that episode with his father. He was not eager to do it again, grateful though he was.

"I love you, too. I could use an assistant. Pay you a bit." He held her and shoved down everything he could. "What's wrong at home? I'm sorry you feel trapped. I just can't be there, you know? Not sure when, if ever, I'll be able to. Too much."

He summoned the food and left it floating near them. "Hungry?"

rar_ginny November 3 2007, 20:19:23 UTC

"Really?" she asked, looking up at him, her heart jumping. "You... really? You don't mind me being around? George, I'd love that. You don't need to pay me. I just want to be here, want to do something. I loved the shop so much, you know? I was so proud of it. I want to see it up and running again, I'll do anything to help." She gave him a smile. "You're really serious?"

"Home's fine. Just too quiet. And I understand."

"I think the question is are you hungry. I brought the food for you, you know?"

rar_george November 3 2007, 20:35:51 UTC

"Sure." Ginny was smiling. He'd done one good thing at last. "Nothing wrong with a summer job, yeah? Hopefully people will still come." He really didn't want to talk about it, think about, anything honestly.

"Are there rolls?"

rar_ginny November 3 2007, 20:38:17 UTC

"No, no, of course not. But I want to be around, even after the summer. If you'll let me help. And of course people will come. Do you want me to wait to put things out? It'll take me another few days to finish the inventory anyway. You've got a lot of stuff back here."

"Of course there are rolls. Ang said you liked them. You can expect them every day from now on if it gets you eating."

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rar_george November 4 2007, 17:36:18 UTC

George let the talk of Bill go. He'd not spoken to the man, which made him think that Bill had no desire to see him. George didn't blame him. He'd not looked in a mirror in days himself.

"Actually, I can imagine Percy getting drunk." He smiled at the thought of it. "I expect he'd be rather entertaining as a drunk. Possibly offer extremely detailed explanations about the making of malt beverages, which could degenerate to wheat, and then to famine, and then to causes of disease, to antiquity, to Rome, and thus possibly to the odd sexual habits of certain nobility. Speculation, of course, but I may have to attempt to get him drunk at some point just to find out."

He pulled her hair again. "I've always been a prat. And you are sooooo not better at Quidditch." The last was actually probably not true. George had never played without Fred and he'd likely be terrible now. Still, he managed to keep that thought from his voice and crammed another roll into his mouth before he could betray himself. The banter seemed almost real, ( ... )

rar_ginny November 4 2007, 17:47:48 UTC

"You let me know how that goes, then. I don't think I can deal with drunken righteous indignation, or drunken lectures. The sober ones are bad enough. And never utter the words 'sexual habits' in any type of relation to Percy. Cause... just no. It's like thinking about mum and dad having it on." She gave a pronounced shudder.

"This is true, you have been," she said, nodding solemnly. "And I soooo am. You just don't like admitting that your little sister can beat you on a broom." He ate another roll and she smiled at him. "Seriously, I'm sending you those rolls every morning from now on."

rar_george November 4 2007, 17:59:56 UTC

George raised an eyebrow but only considered making lewd comments about Mum and Da for a moment. There were some things even he wasn't willing to delve too deeply into. He joined the shudder.

"Oh, beat me with a broom, possibly; Weasley women have a long tradition of that, after all. But on a broom? Nevah!" He took another bite and showed her the half-chewed results before swallowing. "'s fine wif me," he said, mouth full.

rar_ginny November 4 2007, 18:10:42 UTC

"I've never beaten any of you with a broom. I'm not mum... and I actually don't think she's ever used a broom on you either. A wooden spoon from the kitchen, yes, but not a broom."

She shook her head, smiling. "Dream on, big brother." Wrinkling up her nose at his display, she poked him in the tummy. "Good. God, you've been taking lessons from Ron."

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