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Aug 11, 2009 18:31

Three days. He was three days returned to the Island, along with his twin and a small host of others (and by host he meant simply Nita and her sister), and George didn't think he'd ever missed magic quite so much. It was like for the briefest of moments he'd been reminded what it was like to be a whole person again, a whole wizard, and with it ( Read more... )

nita callahan, george weasley

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wizard_alive August 11 2009, 22:48:59 UTC

Nita was curled up in the corner of her bed, wrapped in entirely too much blanket with Ponch lying on her feet. Her Manual - just as it had been when she'd got here 3 years ago - lay on her knees, and Sprout crooned mournfully from the end of the bed.

"Uh-ohhhhh-" She cut off when George spoke, and Nita looked up, pulling the ponytail off her wrist to at least get her hair out of her face. "Hey," she said in return, sort of half-unburying herself from her comforter. It was everything, for her. Her Wizardry; not being able to hear again was like being shoved into a sensory deprevation tank or having a limb cut off. Add into that that Kit was still home, that her Dad - her dad had more gray then he had from the last time she remembered him, and he was getting older and she wasn't even there to see it. Tom and Carl - everybody was gone, and she was back here and maybe it would be another two years before she'd get to see them again ( ... )

and_the_dragon August 11 2009, 23:11:43 UTC

Well, he was there now. There wasn't any going back to the place that he and Fred shared, not until maybe he'd taken his mind off a few things. Nita looked the way he felt on the inside, and the same way he wasn't letting himself look at her. She, George was sure, needed someone who was going to put on the strong face for her, at least to rid herself of the discomfort of being back ( ... )

wizard_alive August 12 2009, 01:57:03 UTC

Nita pulled herself the rest of the way out of her blanket, and eyed the... well. Sack. "... I..." She scratched her neck, her brows knitting. "Can I have ten minutes? I need to shower." She hadn't in long enough that she was really, really glad that the compound was sort of dark so she didn't just look like a giant greaseball.

"But yeah. Yeah, I could use a... pick me up." She forced a smile, knowing she looked as tired as she felt. "Someplace not here, right?" She was already starting to rummage through her hamper to grab some clean clothes.

and_the_dragon August 12 2009, 13:17:03 UTC

George nodded. "Sure, whatever you like," he said. George didn't have a particular need to drink in one spot or another, just as long as he didn't disturb anyone else. He hadn't seen Fred since lunchtime, and half expected that his twin had gone out for a long ride on one of the hoverboards to take his mind off things. It was a lot harder than he'd expected, going back to being Muggle. It was essentially what they were again, after all.

George rubbed absently at the back of his own neck, looking to the ground as Nita crawled out of her bed. "So I'll just wait for you down--" he hooked his thumb over his shoulder, indicating a common space, and cocked his head to one side. He glanced up and smiled at her, backing out of the room.

"I'm timing you," he called weakly as he backed into the hallway. He wouldn't actually, but it was good to keep up at least the appearance of good humour.

wizard_alive August 12 2009, 13:56:28 UTC

Nita nodded. "I won't be long."

Ten minutes later, she padded into the common area, her wet hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, and she at least looked sort of presentable. Her tank top had a streak of wet down the back of it from her hair, and she still looked tired, but her clothes were clean and she had flip-flops on.

"Hey," she said, her thumbs hooked in the back of her waistband. "Thanks for waiting. ... You okay?"