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[fred_x_george]

Quite honestly, I'm good at ignoring things and pretending that they didn't happen. But considering I've got nasty pink remains of a bad burn staring me in the face, that will most likely not happen. Or as best as a stomach could stare someone in the face

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[clumsyandcool]

Too bad the castle can't defend itself. We could have used the back up.

Has Madame Pomfrey given you something for those burns, or did you end up at St. Mungo's?

[fred_x_george]

I've retreated to the Burrow for now, but yes, Pomfrey fussed over me for a while. The potions help, but they taste awful.

I think there are mandrake roots in them.

How are you fairing?

[clumsyandcool]

I itch. All over. And I swear on Merlin's beard I can still feel my kidney. My left one for sure.

The Burrow, you say? Lucky bugger. Pomfrey won't let me out of the hospital the wing. The woman is driving me mental.

[fred_x_george]

My dear Tonks, I hope you survive the wrath of an 'I've-got-that-motherly-duty-look-in-my-eye' Pomfrey.

Which, I might say, could very well be worse than the actual attack.

[no_flower]

You really could make a living out of the faces you can pull. Mr Weasley that was one superb show.

[fred_x_george]

I really try.

[redheaded_nite]

Fred... I don't know what to say. Need anything?

[fred_x_george]

Then do us all a favor, little brother, and don't say anything at all!

Only jesting.

I'll be fine. The Burrow's the best place to be. When you're covered in burns.

[drawingdean]

Hope you're feeling better soon, Fred.

[fred_x_george]

I'd better be!

[batbogey_queen]

Hallo, Fred.

I hope you're keeping out of trouble. And feeling better.

[fred_x_george]

Trouble?

Now what business would I have with trouble?

And I hope you're feeling all right yourself.