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[feorge]

[ video || backdated to the morning of 12/08 ]

[For a moment, there's only the view of a closed door and the faint whispering of someone counting down. 'Three, two, one' - and the door is flung open to film one sleeping Ginny Weasley, but not for long. Immediately thereafter, fireworks start booming outside her window, brilliant lights and colors flashing across the room as George, Harry and Fred barge in, throwing confetti all about the room and cheering unintelligibly.

Ginny was fast asleep — in her own room, mind, not Harry's because she knows they would never have any peace and quiet otherwise - completely oblivious to the fact that Something Wicked This Way Comes. She isn't in a warzone, hasn't been in one for years; but when the room erupts in noise and light and maniacal laughter, she reacts...reflexively.

The youngest (not so youngest) Weasley bolts upright with her wand in hand before she's even entirely awake, firing off vicious hexes in the direction of the shadows moving in her bedroom. One of which being her signature Bat-Bogey Hex.]

EAT BOGIES, YOU BLOODY PIECE OF—

[Shouts and yelps as the highly deserving intruders attempt to evade her attacks. There's a shout - is that George? - to 'Retreat!' but the cameraman goes down, sending the device scattering off to the corner of the room to catch the tail end of Harry and George's escape as Fred rolls around on the floor, struggling with something on his face.]

... Fred? [This is what you get for surprising your sister. She makes an irritated noise and throws another hex his way for the trouble.] You arse!

[Fred barely manages the counter-spell in time to free his face from the bogeys and narrowly dodge the second attack, but he lays on the ground aching in pain anyway, laughing tiredly and dragging himself towards the device.]

Worth it. So bloody worth it.

[ /video ]

[ooc; threadjack away. \o/]

Comments

[alwaysadoe.livejournal.com]

[She curtsies outside the window.] It was a pleasure working with other professionals.

[boutant]

[ Doubled over in laughter. Oh god. ]

Well at least-- [ Still laughing. ] At least I know what that hex--

[ Yeah she can't finish her sentence. ]

[feorge]

Vulgar little bugger, Nathan, but he's got round about the same eye for mischief. Reckon we'd get into all sorts of trouble with the four of us together.

[1charmingangel.livejournal.com]

It sounds like we would be unstoppable if you put it like that.

[feorge]

[Ah, the laughter of children. Music to the ears.]

Glad to see you enjoy my suffering, little one.

[...Yeah, he has to tease anyway.]

[feorge]

Ah, well. Thank Merlin for my resilient face.

[alwaystreasured.livejournal.com]

It's had training.

[branstark.livejournal.com]

I'm not little.

[But he can't even get upset enough to stress the point -- he's still grinning.]

Is she your sister?

[onlyholey]

Fred, it may be just me, but you do rather sound like your hatching a plot for City domination.

[onlyholey]

[George falls down dramatically next to his brother, still laughing.]

I'm not going ahead without you, Fred! She'll have to deal with the both of us.

[onlyholey]

You're getting sloppy now, Gin. You've given me plenty of time to get a counter-jinx ready.

[onlyholey]

Glad someone appreciates our artistry.

[onlyholey]

Cheers, Bran. 's good to feel appreciated.

[boutant]

[ Your artistry or your sister's skill at hexes? The world may never know, because Ariadne currently cannot breathe enough to form complete sentences. ]

The look-- [ incoherent noises-- ] face--

[ Laughing. Laughing forever. ]

[1charmingangel.livejournal.com]

It sounds brilliant. I think I may have to sign up for it.

[onlyholey]

[Ah, the sweet sound of laughter. It's moments like this that George revels in.]

Sorry love, what that a sentence?

[onlyholey]

Certainly doesn't sound boring.

[1charmingangel.livejournal.com]

Far from it.

[onlyholey]

What do you suppose, slowly undermining the current authority and sewing the seeds of revolution before staging a spectacular take over?

[1charmingangel.livejournal.com]

Where do I sign?

[boutant]

[ Holding up a hand. She's not sure why she's laughing so hard -- maybe because it was so unexpected, maybe because she finally got to see Ginny's temper and the Bat-Bogey Hex, or maybe because it's early in the morning and everything is currently hilarious.

Okay. Okay. Breathing. Oxygen is good, Ariadne. ]

She is going to kill you.

[onlyholey]

We need to keep you around, Jace.

[onlyholey]

She already took her best shot.

[boutant]

Not if she decides to let you think you're safe before springing something really terrible on you.

[ Which Ariadne may help with, as she's offered to before. Girl solidarity. ]

[onlyholey]

Of course she'll try that. She learned from the best.