Date: Tuesday, 30 July 1999 | Dinnertime Characters: Ginny Weasley, Oliver Wood Location: Merlin's Garden Status: Private Summary: Ginny and Oliver go to dinner. Status: Complete
Oliver headed towards Merlin's Garden, running a few minutes late. It wasn't intentional, but he'd found he had a hard time closing up for the night at work
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Ginny looked up from the menu and smiled as Oliver breezed in and slide into a seat across from her. "Hey," she replied. She waved a dismissive hand. "Oh, don't worry about it. I've been looking at the menu anyway."
Since he mentioned being late, she asked, "Everything going okay at work? I assumed since the fundraiser had passed and been such a success, they might have given you a bit of a rest."
She watched him as he opened his menu. There seemed to be something off with him. Perhaps he was tired. He just seemed a bit subdued. She pushed it from her mind and asked, "Have you eaten here before?"
Oliver felt his teeth clench. He should have known she'd be worried, she was considerate like that. "Oh, sure. Just a little behind schedule. I hate walking away for the day knowing I have to finish up the following morning. very unsettling."
"How's the shop? Still in one piece with your natural hair color, I see." Oliver smiled and set down his menu after deciding to just get a burger. "Yeah, a few times. They have good stuff generally. One of those places you can't go wrong with."
Ginny nodded and closed her menu. "I understand that. George has a difficult time stopping working, too. Especially when he gets going on a specific project." She shrugged. "Since I'm part-time, I usually leave when I'm told," she said with a smile. "But I stay if they need me."
She didn't have the full-time job experience that Oliver had, but she assumed that if she had a real job and they needed her to stay, she would.
"The shop is doing well." She grinned at him. "And my hair is still red, as you can see," she added with an eyeroll.
"I think I'll have the chicken plate. Everything smells good though." She folded her arms in front of her. "Other than work, what have you been up to?"
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Since he mentioned being late, she asked, "Everything going okay at work? I assumed since the fundraiser had passed and been such a success, they might have given you a bit of a rest."
She watched him as he opened his menu. There seemed to be something off with him. Perhaps he was tired. He just seemed a bit subdued. She pushed it from her mind and asked, "Have you eaten here before?"
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"How's the shop? Still in one piece with your natural hair color, I see." Oliver smiled and set down his menu after deciding to just get a burger. "Yeah, a few times. They have good stuff generally. One of those places you can't go wrong with."
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She didn't have the full-time job experience that Oliver had, but she assumed that if she had a real job and they needed her to stay, she would.
"The shop is doing well." She grinned at him. "And my hair is still red, as you can see," she added with an eyeroll.
"I think I'll have the chicken plate. Everything smells good though." She folded her arms in front of her. "Other than work, what have you been up to?"
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