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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 03:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 04:03 am (UTC)Brilliant.
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Date: 2011-12-10 04:15 am (UTC)I'll call in sick if I have to.
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Date: 2011-12-10 04:20 am (UTC)[She seems off today. And yeah, he can probably guess what it's about. Gulp.]
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Date: 2011-12-10 04:29 am (UTC)... Right, well. I'll let you get back to harassing your sister.
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Date: 2011-12-10 04:33 am (UTC)Look, Ariadne. I was a massive twat the other day.
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Date: 2011-12-10 04:49 am (UTC)If we could not have this conversation where everyone can eavesdrop, that would be great.
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Date: 2011-12-10 04:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 04:56 am (UTC)If you're trying to apologize, you can contact me.
[ Slamming the connection shut now. ]