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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/]
[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/]
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Date: 2011-12-10 05:12 am (UTC)[Collapsing on the floor again, brb]
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Date: 2011-12-10 05:16 am (UTC)'cause baby you're a firework
Date: 2011-12-10 05:38 am (UTC)I never said it, the other day. Your post. [
Because the mun is a fail.] I'm glad you're here too.no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 05:41 am (UTC)[So no, not really. But she can imagine it was perfection.]
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Date: 2011-12-10 05:42 am (UTC)Shut it, you pillock. I'm still thinking about hexing you.
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Date: 2011-12-10 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 05:54 am (UTC)Glad to have given you your first lesson in offensive spellwork. Just you wait 'til you reach the first hand interactive lessons.
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Date: 2011-12-10 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 05:57 am (UTC)[ She's grinning, though. ]
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Date: 2011-12-10 06:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 06:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 06:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 06:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 06:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 06:26 am (UTC)'cause baby you're a firework
Date: 2011-12-10 06:50 am (UTC)You mean you're lucky to have me here. Who else is going to keep you out of trouble, hm?
[She glances towards the window, still alight with fireworks, and huffs out a fond breath.]
Maybe not today, though.
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Date: 2011-12-10 06:51 am (UTC)Well, it is my favourite. And they deserved it.
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Date: 2011-12-10 06:52 am (UTC)If we go, we go together! It'll be a day that lives in infamy.
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Date: 2011-12-10 06:54 am (UTC)I wouldn't be too pleased if they'd woken me up, either.
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Date: 2011-12-10 06:58 am (UTC)[He gives her a wink, still grinning widely because nothing is going to being today down.
Except for maybe witnessing a lover's spat later on.]no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 06:58 am (UTC)There really wasn't any reason for it, either!
[Well, alright, not entirely true. But the reason doesn't seem like a good enough reason to be up at the arsecrack of dawn to this witch.]
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Date: 2011-12-10 07:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 07:06 am (UTC)[ Really, she's still just glad he came back after the whole Weeping Angel thing.
It's going to ruin her day, too.]no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 07:06 am (UTC)[.... W E L P.]
Though a fair bit of that time was spent carving inappropriate messages on the underside of the desks.
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Date: 2011-12-10 07:09 am (UTC)[ She still has that student mentality; mornings are something best left for sleeping through. ]
If it helps, I don't think I've laughed that hard in ages.