[Pull yourself together, Ginny. Pull yourself together now. She never hugs anyone like this, not this tightly for so long, not unless there's an underlying fear and desperation born out of less-than-wonderful reasons, not unless you think this isn't real or that something will end it before you're ready to let go again. Her brothers know her better than anyone in the world, and she has always been close to the twins - she knows Fred has rarely seen her in this state. Truth be told, no one really has. So Ginny sucks in another breath, squeezes her eyes shut, and tries to gather herself before the cracks show any more than they already are.
It really is a testament to Gryffindor willpower when Ginny finds it in herself to laugh, loud and bright, when Fred's latest invention envelops her in a waterfall. She pulls back from her brother far enough to smack his shoulder indignantly, but that familiar Weasley twinkle is back in her eyes - though something else is flickering behind it, ignore it, it's being buried as we speak - and she's beaming at him. See how she's alright, Freddie? She's perfectly fine. There will be time to dwell later.]
Oi, just when I thought I was starting to dry off! [She tips her head back to look up at the watery creature, pleased and impressed and proud. Only her brothers would be so brilliant, and maybe she's biased, but she doesn't care at all.] Thanks, Fred. Can't say I've ever been hugged by a water troll before.
[And she looks back to him, smile and voice taking on a far more sincere and heartfelt tone.]
I reckon this is the best birthday I've had in a long while.
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Date: 2011-08-12 02:54 pm (UTC)It really is a testament to Gryffindor willpower when Ginny finds it in herself to laugh, loud and bright, when Fred's latest invention envelops her in a waterfall. She pulls back from her brother far enough to smack his shoulder indignantly, but that familiar Weasley twinkle is back in her eyes - though something else is flickering behind it, ignore it, it's being buried as we speak - and she's beaming at him. See how she's alright, Freddie? She's perfectly fine. There will be time to dwell later.]
Oi, just when I thought I was starting to dry off! [She tips her head back to look up at the watery creature, pleased and impressed and proud. Only her brothers would be so brilliant, and maybe she's biased, but she doesn't care at all.] Thanks, Fred. Can't say I've ever been hugged by a water troll before.
[And she looks back to him, smile and voice taking on a far more sincere and heartfelt tone.]
I reckon this is the best birthday I've had in a long while.
[She isn't talking about the fountain creature.]