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[ accidental video ]

[Alright, so. Porn. Nothing too humiliating because, hello, Fred has no shame. So all you see is him sitting with his head resting in one of his hands as he digs through the lot of it, sniggering and shaking his head as he goes along.

UNTIL HE FINDS THIS.

WHY

DOES THIS

EXIST.

Fred's face immediately turns to horror and he almost throws the device, he backs away so fast.]

What? What is it?

[George's voice comes from across the room, but Fred can't spare him a glace. He keeps his eyes glued in absolute terror as though the images might attack him should he show his back, and slowly moves towards the bedroom door and rips it open.]

Ginny. Ginny!

[FUCK. HORROR. TERROR. He runs from the room, continuing to scream his sister's name because what in Merlin's name is going on here. Curious as to what has his twin so disturbed, George climbs from his bed to Fred's and peeks at the device. Cue the same instant horror.]

Oh, bloody--.

[He feigns retching noises and claps a hand over his mouth before turning to follow in his brother's footsteps from the room. The feed continues to proudly display these images until it times out and shuts off.]

[ooc; Congratulations on your first curse, Fred! :D Just so you know, they actually showed Tom Felton those first two manips on one of those talk show things. I have the reaction .gifs here and here just for fun. Digging around for that last one mentally scarred me so YOU GUYS BETTER APPRECIATE IT

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More of the latter, though I'd put a few Galleons on him having a crown or two waiting on his triumphant return to his Mummy.

Which he would then model for her while she cried tears of joy of the wonder that is her pretty princess of a son.

Mate, I like you already. Cheers.

I've seen it so many times that I know the pattern well.

Fortunately enough, his big head filled our quota of insufferable twats all his own. I'd've had much worse on my record otherwise.

Lucky you. You don't want to experience more than one.

I should only be so grateful.

[Grinning!]

What's your name?

Jace Lightwood.

[Totally grinning back.]

And who are you two?

George and Fred Weasley. Don't let his good looks fool you, though. I'm the cleverer one.

Is that so?

Fairly certain, though I think I've an advantage what with his brains leaking from his head.

[He points to his ear where, on George, is nothing but a gaping hole, the only discernible difference between the two of them.]