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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/]

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[feorge]

[Maybe there's something of a double edge to it. Maybe it's solely in jest. The thing about Fred is that it's always really very difficult to tell.]

They've told you about Hogwarts, then? Brilliant place, but I'll wager they didn't tell you the very best parts.

[boutant]

Harry did. Actually, he said I should ask you to about it -- about all I got from him was that it's a Scottish castle and there are secret passageways and moving stairs. No real details, which is just cruel to an architect.

[feorge]

I could probably give you a rundown of the whole building from memory, given a drink and few hours' time.

[They knew that map better than their own names. The drink's just to keep things interesting.]

[boutant]

[ There's a pause. ]

I'm going to need more pens.

[feorge]

Real shame, that. If it'd be too much trouble...

[boutant]

Oh no, you're not backing out now.

[feorge]

Ah, but I'd hate to ruin your supply of pens. And it seems a fair bit lopsided, divulging our world's secrets when we haven't even an inkling of yours.

[It's not an attack but rather an observation, almost an unwritten challenge. 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours.']

[boutant]

They're going to be ruined eventually.

What do you want to know? It's not that interesting, as far as I'm aware. [ Offer a little information, nothing about dream sharing, and maybe he'll be satisfied. ]

[feorge]

[He doubts that very much, but he's not here to attack her. He's just curious. Start simple. Keep things clean.]

An architecture student, aye? Which means you're at a Muggle uni. What's that like?

[boutant]

[ No really Fred, outside of dream sharing, it's not interesting at all -- and even dream sharing itself isn't a secret so much as the fact that she's someone who does it. ]

Well, I'm going to school in Paris, so it's a bit different than it would be stateside or in Britain. I think the basics are the same, though -- go to class, do your work and do it well, and you'll do okay. There's a lot to get done and the professors demand a lot, especially if you're going into something so hands-on, at least when it comes to classes. Outside of that... it depends on who you are, the people you meet, and where you are. It's the first time away from home for a lot of people and some of them go crazy. I'm still not sure how they can afford drinks on top of tuition, but... priorities, I guess.

[feorge]

[Muggles are always interesting - and dream sharing would be on par with their world's magic. Fascinating lot, Muggles.]

And you pay to go through that sordid ordeal?

[...Fascinating doesn't always mean sensible. Madder by the minute.]

[boutant]

[ Not interesting to her. Besides, good luck getting her to talk about dream sharing at all if there's no reason to bring it up. ]

Yeah. Pay to get a degree, use that degree to get a decent job so you can pay off your student loans...

[ She shrugs. ]

It's not great, but you do what you have to do.

[feorge]

[One of these days! /shakes fist]

Like Hell it is. George and I dropped out our last year before starting up the shop. We've never put much faith in "what you have to do."

[boutant]

You and George aren't architects.

[feorge]

But we're still artists in our own right.

[It was a gamble, but it turned out all right.]

I digress. You'll have your walk through of Hogwarts from every stone in the courtyard to our favourite secret passages. Just let me know when you're free.

[boutant]

I'll give you that.

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I'm going to need it before Christmas with a fair amount of time to spare.

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[feorge]

Got something special in mind?

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[boutant]

A couple things, actually -- blame Harry, he's apparently good at making me think. I want to make up blueprints and at least a model, for one, but I don't need those done by Christmas. I'm planning on doing some decent sketches for Harry, though.

[ There's a slightly sheepish laugh. ]

I'm not really sure what else he'd like.

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[feorge]

[Cue a bit of amazement with a hint of wonder. His tone's a lot softer than it usually is.]

No, no, that's brilliant. Hogwarts was the first home Harry ever had. I'm sure he'll love it.

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[boutant]

[ She's never heard that tone from him before, and that, more than her gut feeling or the fact that Harry gave her the idea in the first place, lets her know she's on the right track. Ariadne gives him a smile before continuing, hands moving as she speaks. ]

I've got a few basics down from what Harry's told me, but I want to make it as accurate as I can. Right now I'm thinking at least one outside view -- including the grounds, lake with the squid, gamekeeper hut, and part of the forst -- but I've got no idea where to start on the inside. For that matter, "Scottish castle" still doesn't tell me as much as I would like about the exterior.

[ Whoops. Sorry, Fred; she's got a project that she can really sink her teeth into. ]

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[feorge]

[He laughs lightly. It's amusing, to see her in her element.]

Blimey. I really am going to have to recall every pebble, aren't I?

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[boutant]

Perils of knowing an architect, I'm afraid.

[ She doesn't sound sorry at all. ]

... Actually, I may need to borrow you for Ginny's, too.