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RP: To the victors belong the spoils

Jul 07, 2007 23:11

Date: 7 July 2005
Characters: Arabella Figg, many others (will add later)
Location: Stoatshead Hill Quidditch pitch
Status: Semi-private (open to all pairs from the end of the BBBB race)
Summary: The racers and the people whose bonnet they captured have their own picnics around the Quidditch pitch (or elsewhere if they wish)
Completion: Incomplete ( Read more... )

justin finch-fletchley, caradoc dearborn, ron weasley, constance montgomery, alicia spinnet, dennis creevey, lavender brown, oliver wood, vincent crabbe, kingsley shacklebolt, katie bell, marietta edgecombe, july 2005, ginny weasley, place: quidditch pitch, dean thomas, arabella figg, padma patil, marcus flint, greg goyle, orla quirke

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shh_ginny July 8 2007, 07:30:53 UTC

Casting a quick freshening charm, Ginny retied her ponytail and tugged her black Henley into place, blushing lightly as she realized it'd ridden up during the course of the race. Tying the bright yellow bandana around the end of her broom, Ginny slung it over her shoulder as she approached the basket area of the grounds, unsure of what to do next as the fliers hadn't really given too much away - understandably so since it would have ruined the surprise of it all. She figured the basket people would either tell her or the bandana owner would seek her out ( ... )

shh_ginny July 9 2007, 10:04:42 UTC

She watched him, listening attentively as he prepared the next part of the lunch, and took the offered bread. "Rye? Oh, I love rye. There is this little bakery right outside the Academy and they make the best rye bread. It was such a treat on a cold morning, with snow up to my knees, to have a few slices hot out of the oven with butter as I walked to class ( ... )

shh_greg July 9 2007, 12:13:31 UTC

"They eat a lot of rye bread in Finland," Greg said. "Rye bread and barley bread. I was surprised to find that I liked it. And you're right. Hot out of the oven on a cold day and it's just the best thing ever. Seija used to have to chase us out of the kitchen when she was baking bread ( ... )

shh_ginny July 9 2007, 12:57:24 UTC

"One of the first phrases I learned in German was how to ask for rye bread. Ich mochte Roggenbrot, bitte. The little old lady who baked didn't speak a word of English and my translation charm couldn't leave school grounds. And yes, before you ask, asking for beer was the second phrase. Ein Heifeweissen, bitte." Ginny laughed. "Oh, have you ever had mulled Apple cider ( ... )

shh_greg July 12 2007, 03:25:02 UTC

Greg laughed. "I would have been lost without the translation charm when I first got to Finland. I picked up a fair bit of the language over the years." He nodded enthusiastically. "Seija used to make it in winter. It was heaven to come in after a day in the snow to mulled cider. Made the place smell great as well ( ... )

shh_ginny July 12 2007, 06:44:50 UTC

"I was and my classmates took the mickey out of me every chance they could, mucking about with the words too quickly for me to remember. It didn't help that my classload was insane so I spent a lot of time with the little German/English dictionary out." She laughed. "In Dusseldorf, for the holiday, they had little stands out on the streets so you just bought a mug at one end and then left the mug at another stand later on. I've no idea how they worked that but it was great at Christmas time when a friend took my out shopping."

Ginny frowned, tilting her head to the side in confusion, not quite understanding why he was blushing until he spoke and then feeling awkward to have made him uncomfortable. "I'm not but feel free to ignore me. I spoke without thinking and I don't want to muck up your lovely picnic."

"It might be nice to look at but with three heads all thinking different things and being poisonous, wouldn't it be dangerous to have around if you couldn't understand it?" She asked, curious and a little concerned. "I wouldn't ( ... )

shh_greg July 13 2007, 05:36:43 UTC

Greg laughed. "The first time I did farm visits I found that the translation charm had a bit of trouble with some of the thicker accents out in the sticks. It was just as well that by then I'd picked up enough of the language to figure out what they wanted. We did do a bit of pantomime though ( ... )

shh_ginny July 13 2007, 07:47:22 UTC

"You'll have to demonstrate that for me sometime, the pantomine." Ginny laughed, trying to imagine the tall wizard doing that ( ... )

shh_greg July 13 2007, 12:34:45 UTC

Greg nodded thoughtfully at Ginny's words about names. "I know I shouldn't call him the Dark Lord," he said quietly. "You're right. It gives him a power he shouldn't have, especially since he's dead. It's habit, I suppose. Father enforced that name, usually by threats, occasionally with his fists ( ... )

shh_ginny July 13 2007, 14:44:41 UTC

Watching him shift and stretch out, she had a sense of instinct, that subconscious tickle in her thoughts that made her feel as if he were actually speaking of his father, not Voldemort. She very nearly reached out to put her hand on his arm when he spoke of his mom, knowing that tiny crinkle in the corner of a person's eye that came from thinking of a painful memory. Ginny'd seen that a great deal in the time she'd begun her Healer training and it took her that thought-filled millisecond to halt her movement, unsure of whether or not he'd welcome it ( ... )

shh_greg July 20 2007, 03:18:25 UTC

Greg nodded and sighed. "Yeah, I do. She was... a wonderful woman. Really courageous to stand up to my father and the Da... Voldemort like that ( ... )

shh_ginny July 20 2007, 07:52:10 UTC

"S'okay you know, to miss 'em. It's just part of remembering and there's nothing wrong with that. Your mum, she must have felt like you were on the right track and safe," she said softly, not for the first time grateful that her parents had broken with traditional pureblood customs like arranged marriages. Ginny was fairly sure she'd want to slit her wrists if she'd been forced to marry someone like Crabbe or Flint and the fleeting thought made her shiver. "I'm sure she is very proud of you ( ... )

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