RP - Wake up call
Title: Wake-up call
Date: August 9th, 1998
Time of Day: early morning
Characters: Charlie and George Weasley
Location: George's flat
Status: Private
Brief Summary: Charlie has an idea...
Completion: Complete
Warnings: None yet :)
Everybody had still been sleeping soundly when Charlie had disapparated from Shell Cottage that morning, his skin a shade paler and his head a tad heavier than usual. Well, unlike Bill, Charlie could hold his liquor pretty well, but that Firewhiskey had been strong, for sure. He found himself half-wishing that he had some of that really great Romanian hangover cure that Nadia had once told him about; and he could only imagine the state Percy and Bill, Head Boys Extraordinaire, would be in when they woke up - though, if the way he'd heard them snoring this morning was anything to go by, they would not wake up before a while (unless Fleur chose to intervene, that was).
As for Charlie, he had not been able to sleep much; drinking usually gave him odd nightmares, and tonight had been no exception. He had woken up before dawn, right in the middle of a dream where he had splinched and his head had apparated on top of Lucius Malfoy's shoulder. He had struggled a bit to go back to sleep, but it had been to no avail, so he had eventually decided to get up. After washing his face and straightening his hair a bit, he had written a little note to thank Bill and Fleur for their hospitality, and, leaving the note on the kitchen table, had disapparated.
He had apparated in Diagon Alley and walked there for a while, thinking of the previous evening. He could not really remember all the details of what happened after some point in the night, but it had been nice spending time with his brothers like that. He could not remember the last time he had actually seen Percy have fun - and that was something he had certainly missed. Charlie realized that they all needed time to recover from what had happened in the past years, and he knew that it would not be immediate. But he supposed that it was his role as an older brother to help the younger ones in this.
And it was precisely this big brother job that was leading him to his next destination. It was approximately seven thirty in the morning - a time at which a dragon keeper would already be awake for a good two hours - when he apparated in front of George's appartment's door. He knew that his little brother would not be at the shop at this time (what a shame, Charlie thought - he would not have been against saying hello to that girl - Variably wasn't it?); but he certainly expected him to be awake and ready to go, so he did not hesitate to knock rather loudly.
Date: August 9th, 1998
Time of Day: early morning
Characters: Charlie and George Weasley
Location: George's flat
Status: Private
Brief Summary: Charlie has an idea...
Completion: Complete
Warnings: None yet :)
Everybody had still been sleeping soundly when Charlie had disapparated from Shell Cottage that morning, his skin a shade paler and his head a tad heavier than usual. Well, unlike Bill, Charlie could hold his liquor pretty well, but that Firewhiskey had been strong, for sure. He found himself half-wishing that he had some of that really great Romanian hangover cure that Nadia had once told him about; and he could only imagine the state Percy and Bill, Head Boys Extraordinaire, would be in when they woke up - though, if the way he'd heard them snoring this morning was anything to go by, they would not wake up before a while (unless Fleur chose to intervene, that was).
As for Charlie, he had not been able to sleep much; drinking usually gave him odd nightmares, and tonight had been no exception. He had woken up before dawn, right in the middle of a dream where he had splinched and his head had apparated on top of Lucius Malfoy's shoulder. He had struggled a bit to go back to sleep, but it had been to no avail, so he had eventually decided to get up. After washing his face and straightening his hair a bit, he had written a little note to thank Bill and Fleur for their hospitality, and, leaving the note on the kitchen table, had disapparated.
He had apparated in Diagon Alley and walked there for a while, thinking of the previous evening. He could not really remember all the details of what happened after some point in the night, but it had been nice spending time with his brothers like that. He could not remember the last time he had actually seen Percy have fun - and that was something he had certainly missed. Charlie realized that they all needed time to recover from what had happened in the past years, and he knew that it would not be immediate. But he supposed that it was his role as an older brother to help the younger ones in this.
And it was precisely this big brother job that was leading him to his next destination. It was approximately seven thirty in the morning - a time at which a dragon keeper would already be awake for a good two hours - when he apparated in front of George's appartment's door. He knew that his little brother would not be at the shop at this time (what a shame, Charlie thought - he would not have been against saying hello to that girl - Variably wasn't it?); but he certainly expected him to be awake and ready to go, so he did not hesitate to knock rather loudly.