6th Charm [Accidental Video]

[alwaysadoe]

[The device flickers on to show mostly a pile of blankets. There's some shifting, some rolling and the device tilts enough to show blankets, pillows and one Lily Potter with a bright red nose. She looks miserable, bright red hair mussed and eyes red. She flicks her wand, whispers 'Leviosa' in a rough voice and a floating tea cup comes into view

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action;

[greding]

[There is a knock on your door, Lily. Did you know your device was recording?]

Lily? Are you alright?

action;

[alwaysadoe]

Come in. [She pushes herself to sit up a bit more is probably combing her fingers through her bedhead when George comes in. She smiles wanely at him.]

I'll survive. It's just a cold. [With a particularly red nose side affect but that seems par for the City.]

Don't come too close. I wouldn't want you to get sick.

action;

[greding]

[He stays leaned in the doorway, his arms crossed. Not going to laugh, not going to laugh, not going to laugh...]

That's a good look on you.

action;

[alwaysadoe]

[He gets a glare.]

Maybe you should come closer.

[ironmanic]

You've got red on you.

[alwaysadoe]

[Voice]

[She manages to retrieve the device when she hears Tony's voice on it but she is going to stubbornly keep it on voice.]

I would lie and say it's just my hair but the City was kind enough to make sure everyone knows that's a lie. You don't sound as if you're sick which is a good thing.

[ironmanic]

[Voice]

It's the febreeze- it works wonders, actually. 99% of bacteria and odor eliminated. And smells laundry-fresh.

No spell to get rid of-- whatever you have?

[alwaysadoe]

No spell. No potion. I tried but it's resisted everything, including the camouflaging spell that should just hide the redness...and the glow. The City is onto me this time.

[anotherbiscuit]

[ Suppressing a giggle isn't too difficult; Minerva manages to keep her face straight. ]

Are you-- Lily, dear, do you require anything for the-- oh, my!

[alwaysadoe]

[Lily pulls the blanket up to her eyes.]

No. Professor. I'm-quite all right.

[The nose is glowing bright red through the blanket.] A cold with a twist.