[And you can have that affection right back, with an ounce of pride to go with it. Regardless of whatever brought them here, death or some sort of time-lapse in reality that brings us to the magical day of Thursday; Ginny's still Ginny. A sharp tongue and endless wit, just the way a Weasley is meant to be. Oh yes, there is most certainly pride in his little sister. It's the sort of thing that knows no bounds and has him waiting patiently at the fountainside, despite his inquisitive nature urging him to figure out what makes this place tick.
No, really. The ticking is bloody annoying; he's dead set on finding the source and giving it a firm piece of his rather destructive mind. But as it is apparently Ginny's birthday, Fred's being a good boy and waiting as told. That is, until he hears the distinct sound of Apparition and he's on his feet in a heartbeat, looking around and --
Ah. She really is older. Forget about the impossibility of it all; there's something painful in the thought that he missed his little sister growing up. But gods, she's beautiful and no longer the family baby but a woman and how in the Hell did that happen? Is this what he'll be missing back home, now he's died and gone off to...somewhere? His smile starts as a bittersweet one, but he swallows it down into a wide grin and pockets his device before heading over through the water, because he'll be damned if he has to actually walk around to greet her.]
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he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
Date: 2011-08-11 08:29 pm (UTC)[And you can have that affection right back, with an ounce of pride to go with it. Regardless of whatever brought them here, death or some sort of time-lapse in reality that brings us to the magical day of Thursday; Ginny's still Ginny. A sharp tongue and endless wit, just the way a Weasley is meant to be. Oh yes, there is most certainly pride in his little sister. It's the sort of thing that knows no bounds and has him waiting patiently at the fountainside, despite his inquisitive nature urging him to figure out what makes this place tick.
No, really. The ticking is bloody annoying; he's dead set on finding the source and giving it a firm piece of his rather destructive mind. But as it is apparently Ginny's birthday, Fred's being a good boy and waiting as told. That is, until he hears the distinct sound of Apparition and he's on his feet in a heartbeat, looking around and --
Ah. She really is older. Forget about the impossibility of it all; there's something painful in the thought that he missed his little sister growing up. But gods, she's beautiful and no longer the family baby but a woman and how in the Hell did that happen? Is this what he'll be missing back home, now he's died and gone off to...somewhere? His smile starts as a bittersweet one, but he swallows it down into a wide grin and pockets his device before heading over through the water, because he'll be damned if he has to actually walk around to greet her.]
Have we forgotten I'm the one with both ears?