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Post by LEE JORDAN on Aug 8, 2012 12:49:05 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, your sister's the one who forms relationships with inanimate slabs of concrete. I'd offer to hook her up but, ya know, I think she can do better than a Death Eater wall." Lee could tell Fred had a more serious intent behind his words and so he, well, didn't. He was fine anyway - kind of. A little shaky, but up and down were slowly heading back to their rightful spots. "Would it kill them to have some creativity?" he definitely wasn't surprised that this was a "normal" sort of house for these types of people but c'mon, level of homey attractiveness? Zero. Of course, it seemed more like a secret torture chamber than the place you invited your friends over (unless you were inviting your friends over to torture with you which was entirely possible in this situation) and- and he needed to focus.
Seriously. How a situation could go from so good to so bad that fast was beyond him. As much as their last encounter with the Death Eaters wasn't a pleasant experience, Lee would almost rather they did that again, than what was happening now. Being locked in a room was one thing. But being in a room with no doors at all was- well, it would have been considered a serious problem if the bigger problem of the swarming creatures wasn't taking precedence in Lee's mind. Oh, and in case you were waiting for this bit of silver lining, he was pretty sure there was no fireplace in the room. "Really? I- I had no idea" Okay, maybe sarcasm wasn't the best thing for the situation. "I'm done having ideas. I'm done having ideas. I'm done having ideas." It was more of a mantra than anything Fred needed to hear, but.. maybe he could actually get himself to listen and stop making everything worse.
As much as he didn't know what was gong on on Fred's side of the wall, the magic demon insect things (really good name, yeah. they didn't deserve inventiveness) weren't going to leave it to the imagination. Chances are, he was being bombarded too by the tornado worthy mess of- weren't they getting dizzy? And this whole knowing but not seeing, and bad things.. this basically brought them back to square negative one. Was there such thing as a square negative one? Focus, dammit. He needed to think of something to DO about the creatures, not how annoying they were.. and loud. Something that small should not have been able to make so much noise. That.. wasn't focusing. (Insert something to make this paragraph longer because the action's going to happen in the next post but I like symmetry hai Pete.)
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Aug 8, 2012 13:17:02 GMT -5
Supposedly, the gits were a little more creative than they had been credited for. Who the hell hexed a door? I uuh..just letting you know, he responded to Lee's sarcasm. It was a completely pointless remark, but he really wanted that damn door to come back. He heard Lee muttering something about ideas and realized that it was probably his turn to come up with something. The whole night had turned into a game. If they take turns, they'll eventually finish playing. It just would have been cool if the game was something nice, like that Muggle Candyland game or a calm game of Wizards' Chess, instead of Creepy Death Eater House vs. Gryffindor Seventh Years.
Damn, he was getting tired of the noise and the swirling and the ..everything. For a moment, Fred lost his footing and slipped. While on the floor, he took it upon himself to feel around for his wand. It was extremely difficult to reach past the swirling vortex of mutant ..things.. but he managed to do so long enough to get a grip on his wand. Quickly, he searched his mind for the charm he was thinking of. Concentrating as much as he could, he recited said charm, and slowly, he was satisfied to see that he was creating a barrier between him and the demon creatures. They seemed to be pretty pissed off about this, but at least he was safe in his little bubble.
Okay, now he had to help Lee. What to do..what to do.. The damn door was nowhere to be found, and honestly, it had probably disappeared completely. If it was hidden somewhere, he certainly had no time to look for it. Swiftly, he had another idea, and it was probably the fastest way to get Lee out from that room. Lee, get back as far as you can! He made sure that his voice was a loud and easy-to-understand as possible, because it really would have sucked if Fred hurt Lee in the process of blowing up the wall. He had to go for it, though. After a few seconds of hopefully giving Lee enough time to move, he aimed his wand at the wall. Bombardo. BOOM.
He ran out of the safe zone toward where the wall had been blown and cast Lumos again to see what was going on. It wasn't long before the twin was attacked by the annoying little buggers again so he got to Lee as quickly as possible and grabbed his arm, attempting to swat at what were surrounding him. That way, he pointed, releasing his friends arm. They.. Talking was probably as easy at that moment as trying to talk when your face was being attacked by bees. ..can't get in. In the next moment, Fred was on the floor against the wall, watching as the cloud of "bugs" remained crazy on the other side of the shield.
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Aug 8, 2012 22:15:51 GMT -5
"Uhh, yeah, thanks." Again, not necessary in the situation, but part of Lee just wanted them to keep talking. If they were having an unnecessary conversation, that meant they COULD have an unnecessary conversation, and not.. some far less pleasant alternative. Personally, Lee would rather not know. He'd rather be blissfully unaware that the door was gone, but this obviously wasn't Everything-Go-Fred-and-Lee's-Way-Night and so, that wasn't an option.
He tried to swat the... things away but that hardly did anything other than piss them off. And you know when you pissed off a bee? And then they wouldn't leave you alone? Imagine there were hundreds of them. And then imagine they were magic. There really wasn't a description that accurately described the overall effect of the swirling, whirring, stinging- yeah, no words, at all. And then there was all that panicking and not focusing and this just wasn't a good situation. (I feel like mentioning that is getting redundant? Lee doesn't care.)
Then Fred was going off about- oh, wait, that was important. Fred was telling him he needed to move and well, it didn't take a genius to know what was about to come (especially if they hung around with the twins long enough. Ginny. Walls. Explosives. Fo-cus.). Okay, okay, how to move. He didn't really have time to THINK about that right now. And he wasn't really thinking, just kind of reacting, and so the fire couldn't technically be considered an idea on his part. Not that that really matters, in the fact that there was a semi-accidental not-totally-controllable-fire which, well, at least took care of SOME of the creatures. (Can we just- oh shit. Okay.) And this was all happening while Fred was blowing open the door- wall- thing.
The explosion (and the little bits of flying wall and stuff) got the remaining creatures' attention for a second, then same second Lee got a look at Fred, who wasn't going to waste any time apparently, leading them to.. the wall. It was only when they were on the floor he realized that the things were swarming around weren't chasing after them, instead slamming into an.. imaginary glass door like they were ACTUALLY bugs. But damn, they were creepy looking. And, this- "You're aware how completely crazy this is right? Like, this isn't - this doesn't happen." Not the time, not not not the time. He wasn't going to ask if this bubble kept out everything, because frankly, he didn't want to know.
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Aug 9, 2012 9:39:46 GMT -5
Did he just-- he did. He definitely did. Okay, so Fred hadn't given Lee a lot of time to think, and he was glad he didn't hit Lee with exploding wall, but.. fire? Where the hell did that come from? It seemed to appear out of nowhere, which was awesome because now the house smelt like smoke. Well, who needed to breathe anyway? Breathing was so boring. Their situation had been far too easy with fresh air. It was about time things got mixed up a little. Good. Great. Fantastic.
He had to give Lee a little more credit when he noticed that his plan (well, plan was hardly the right word. Fred was pretty sure the whole fire thing was more of an impulse) had given him enough time to move out of the way of the wall. That made it a lot easier for them to get into their little safety bubble thing. As Lee spoke, Fred had to appreciate it. He was still speaking, and he was still there. The Weasley had a feeling that he'd be appreciating a lot more after this ordeal. You're right. It really doesn't happen to normal people. He grinned slightly, realizing how crazy it had been. We're not normal, in case you haven't figured that out yet. It just seemed like if it was going to happen, then, of course, it happened to them. The fire was a really nice touch, he said in an almost forced tone, attempting to make the situation more comfortable, mostly for him. He was going to try to joke as much as he could.
As much as they could have joked, they were still trapped in a foreign house in a hall with creepy-looking creatures and a bunch of death eaters (who they may or may not have been responsible for their deaths). At that moment, it was really the first time that night that Fred had even considered the thought. We might hafta apparate.. don't s'pose you've gotten much practice? Fred, himself, had apparated before, quite a few times, but under much calmer circumstances. Doing it wrong could end up splitting his body in half or losing a limb or something else that he really didn't want to deal with. Then again, he didn't want to deal with their being stuck in the house, either. Never mind.. let's not.. okay..maybe..
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Aug 9, 2012 13:00:16 GMT -5
"Yeah? Really? Nah, I guess I missed the memo." Okay, Fred had a point. The two of them definitely weren't normal. And it wasn't just the wizard thing either. They practically sought out trouble on a regular basis. They got into situations like this all the time. Only, they were never quite like this. Lee didn't really want to think about anything, look at anything, he definitely wasn't going to be touching anything. But he'd said that before, and then he somehow managed to start a damn fire. "Figure, um, it'd really suck to say, you know, everything that could have went wrong went wrong, except, something spontaneous bursting into flames. So, now that's not a problem." It was pretty obvious that is not what Lee figured, but it sounded good enough as words anyway. Loads more interesting then, "yeah, that was kinda stupid".
Wasn't it his turn to have the bad idea? Fred broke the- oh no, but if the fire was after that. So no, Fred was completely on cue with the apparation idea. Good, didn't want to have a missroll or something. As for the actually idea, that.. wasn't as good. Well, it was good in the sense of um, exactly what good is being a wizard if you can't wave your wand and get out of a potentially deadly situation. But then there was... everything else to consider. "Nearly none.." Like the fact apparation wasn't just waving your wand and ending up somewhere else. It was a sort of kind of method of transportation that's not getting you killed or split in half or in the middle of Antarctica completely depended on having an ability to focus all your thoughts which, if it wasn't completely and utterly obviously, he didn't posses. "I.. don't really want to. Is there like.. A, B, C choices? Like, we do it, we don't do it, or we have some kind of better idea? I definitely think we should go with a better idea... There's, uh, we don't have any better ideas do we?"
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Aug 9, 2012 21:31:26 GMT -5
He would have laughed if he wasn't so damn tired. Oh, good thinking. I'm really glad you took care of that. You've just been thinking of everything lately. It was partially a compliment, referring to all the ideas Lee had had that night that did get them somewhere. Man, would they have a ton of explaining to do when they got out.. Molly was probably going insane by that point. Rose was going to kill them, whether or not she was currently aware of their 'missing' status. George was going to have a ton to say on the matter once he found out.. the more he thought about it, the more he realized how difficult it was going to be to go back. Everyone would want to know what happened and where they had been, and they'd want Fred and Lee to talk about it. There was no one Fred was interested in talking about it with who didn't go through it with him.
Okay, so Lee hadn't had a lot of experience apparating. It figured. Uuh..alright. It's..not too difficult.. Yea, that sounded convincing. But what could he say? They didn't have another choice. A better idea? We could always stay in my room and just not go outside. Take out your time-turner. Yea, he was being sarcastic, but it wasn't so much of a harsh sarcasm as it was a comment to prove the point he really didn't want to agree with. He thought for a moment and came up with an idea, but he didn't like it very much. I can get you back, but you'll probably feel like shit. Fred had apparated with Ron before, but it wasn't the most pleasant feeling in the world. Not that they were currently in the best condition to begin with..
Forget it. He had to just do it. If Lee could run into a room full of death eaters and not fill Fred in, Fred was allowed to get them out of there..if he could do it right. Forget it. We're going. Close your eyes. One, two, Fred grabbed Lee's arm and they were spinning for what was about five seconds before they fell from about five feet off the ground, landing on the grass in front of the burrow. Bloody hell, I can never get that right. It's definitely possible not to appear in midair. He looked over to make sure He wasn't talking to himself, glad to see that Lee was right there. Almost unable to believe it was over, he turned around, saw the burrow, and put his head back in the grass, feeling like he was never going to move again. Relief washed over him and the twin began to chuckle to himself. Oh.. my god.
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Aug 10, 2012 2:41:02 GMT -5
Fred's assurance that apparating wasn't too hard was kind of- okay, not kind of. It really sucked. Lee didn't blame him though. He would have been doing the same totally unhelpful thing if he'd needed to backseat-drive Fred through lock picking or something right now. He had some confidence that he would be able to do it, after all they'd done (you don't survive death eaters and creepy magical creatures to screw yourself over because you suck at magic) but, this really wasn't the ideal first-timer situation. Like Fred said, they didn't have another choice though. As much as he'd love to have been carrying a time turner around this whole time, they weren't that prepared.
Okay. So there was their C. Fred could do it for them both. Lee was a little too prideful to come right out and agree with it, especailly if it would have made things harder for Fred, but the thing increased their chances at success just about as much as Lee barging into the Death Eater room did. And just like in that instance, Fred wasn't going to give him time to decide if he was okay with it or not. One..two.. Fred grabbed him and then they were spinning and then they were falling and he was just realized how often the later happened tonight. "Three." he looked at Fred. "Land on the ground. Got it."
It was.. he didn't want to jinx it or anything.. nah.. there was no way it could.. no, it was over. They were back outside the Burrow, in one piece. Oh my god was right. Fred started with the laughing and Lee couldn't not follow along. "You know, you look terrible. Bet if you tried this look in Hogwarts we wouldn't have so many annoying girls following us around." He spared a look over at the house. They'd need to go back in soon. Of course, that posed another problem. "So.. what are we gonna say?" It was day time when they went out, and now it was well into the night. There was no way the Weasleys and their company could have missed the absence of two of the probably loudest people there, but to actually come out with what happened.. well, story telling really wasn't something he was looking forward to.
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Aug 10, 2012 19:54:00 GMT -5
Now you've got a goal. Learn how to apparate better than me. You alright, Lee? Specifically, he was talking about the apparation thing, since it was common for a passenger to be nauseous. But, after he got the question out, he really meant it more as a general concern. They were back.. there was no doubt about it. It was over, and they'd both probably have to go through a lot to return to their normal states of mind. Lee seemed sort of alright, probably just because, well, at that moment, you'd be feeling pretty damn alright too. Fred laughed again, as if nothing could possibly ruin the moment he was currently in (except -cough- Rose). Yanno, after seeing how much those guys liked us, I thought it'd be a good time to test that theory. But..they still couldn't stay away. Obviously, it was my good looks, so it didn't work, and you won't be seeing me like this again. He really must have looked pretty bad. What about you? I mean, the least you could do is flip your shirt inside-out. He was obviously joking, all the while knowing that that part wasn't Lee's fault, and there was no way that blood wasn't visible on the inside of his shirt.
Okay, now this sucked a little more. They weren't in the clear until they could stop talking to people about what had happened. What were they going to say? What are they going to believe? It seemed like there was no way to explain how they looked (not to mention how they were probably going to be walking like zombies) without telling the truth. And the truth..well..that just wasn't an option. Even if they did tell the truth, that probably wasn't going to be believed either. I..have no idea. Maybe if we sneak to my room and get cleaned up, it'd be easier to explain. Well, easier. This was never going to be easy to explain. And, well, Fred's room was many, many steps from where the two were laying. I think I'd rather just stay right here. Forever. Then we won't have to move or talk. Man, he was dreading going in, but people had to know they were back sooner or later. They had to be going crazy in the house. It wasn't possible for people as loud and obnoxious as Lee and Fred to disappear for hours and not be noticed.
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Post by ROSE BARRETT on Aug 11, 2012 15:37:55 GMT -5
It was supposed to be some sort of party at the Burrow. These kinds of things were relatively normal to Rose- go over, cause some mayhem, annoy people that weren't fun, and the like. In other words, she had a relatively amusing day planned. She was looking forward to it- she always did. But when she appeared in the fireplace via floo powder and stepped out, she could immediately sense something was wrong. It was quiet... too quiet. Either Lee and Fred had gone outside and Mrs Weasley had put a silencing charm around the house as a desperate attempt to keep the noise outside, or they weren't here at all. Something felt strange about the environment, and Rose rather thought it was the latter.
She sat around a bit, at one point getting a snack from the kitchen (there were cinnamon rolls on the top of the oven, and who didn't love Mrs Weasley's cooking?), and grew increasingly more worried. She resorted to staring out the window for a while. She hated the way she was feeling, not knowing what had happened. Something must have happened. Or maybe they were just playing a prank on her. That must have been it! She wouldn't fall for it. She'd show them!
A small popping noise could be heard as she stepped outside to find the pranksters. She turned her head to see where it had come from and could see, faintly, the two silhouettes of her friends in the distance. She began walking toward them, about to tell them off for trying to scare her, when she stopped. They looked terrible, and maybe just a little bit scared and relieved. Lee- his shirt was all bloody! Rose felt her eyes get wider, and she began to tremble just a bit. What had happened? They were all right, though. Relief flooded her, but it was soon replaced by anger. What were they thinking? They could have gotten killed! They looked as though they almost had! As soon as she thought this, it took all her energy to keep herself from bursting into tears. Rose was not weak- she never cried. But the thought of losing the two people closest to her was almost too much to bear.
A long, loud string of the foulest curse words she could manage flowed out of her mouth as she started running toward them, throwing her arms around both their necks, still yelling at them. Every once in a while the words would become slightly less muffled, and one could hear things such as "-hell do you think you're doing-" and "-bloody idiots-" and plenty of other things, too, that will not be written here because the writer is too lazy to do so.
Rose did not cry. She would not do such a thing. She was not weak. Weakness was always immediately replaced with anger for her- it was the only thing she could do at the moment.
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Aug 11, 2012 22:40:53 GMT -5
"Mhmm." he mumbled. Fred had been right about apparating not exactly being the best feeling in the world, but he was just kind of pleased they were alive right now. Lee was honestly getting used to the whole not-feeling-very-good thing anyway (they both probably were. it kind of went with the situation) He just waited for it to calm down a little bit beofre he actually responded. (We'll use respond as a loose term since that, ya know, actually requires answering the question.) "It hasn't been- oh. Well, technically, we might not have gone two miles yet. For all we know we could have been in a house down the street. We- um - I didn't just say that. I mean we could- but - I - I'm just gonna shut up now. I feel like shit. And you?"
He laughed when Fred responded about his good looks. Yeah, yeah, of course, if only the Death Eaters being attracted to them had been the problem. (I mean, they probably were and just didn't want to admit it.) They really did look terrible though. Well, he could see that Fred did, and he'd take his friend's words he wasn't any better off. As far as the shirt, he was just going to toss it as soon as they cleaned up. That wasn't even worth it. "Ha. Yeah. 'Cause then I'd look like I got beat up by Death Eaters and can't put clothes on the right way. Obvious first class solution right there, mate." Again, there probably was a "better" way to be reaction to the situation than joking, but.. they didn't follow the book anyway. Fred was okay enough. he was okay enough. They did this. And now that it was all over..
Ugh. Dammit. Nothing was going to be over until they figured out what they could tell everyone. "We could- um- we could.." Usually, he was pretty good at cover stories, but this situation was just nothing they could talk about and nothing they could lie about. Even their too-crazy-too-ever-believe stories sounded more believable. "..think about it in the morning?" he asked hopefully. Fred was at least as tired as he was if not more and any sensible person in the Weasley home would have turned in for the night too. He was sure Fred would be getting the brunt of the shock effect since it was his family but they just- not now. "I'm good with that." The staying there, and not doing anything plan. Of course, the universe (which evidently hated them) would have it that someone would show up - someone that wnated them to move and talk at the same time.
"Hi- ow- Rose- you don't even know- actually I'm okay with that- idiots, got it- love you too- yeah, yeah, i know you didn't say that- but you were thinkin' it." (For the record, -s indicate that he's talking over/though Rose, and also not seven times the speed of the average person. It makes sense in my head. Deal.) She might as well have said it, since most of what she was saying was completely muffled by her burying her head. It was probably good that Rose started cursing at them before grabbing them, so they had a bit of a heads up, but it was still an insanely unexpected gesture. They hadn't done anything wrong and- was she being emotional? Seriously, what happened? She didn't even- Lee didn't even, yeah, no, he had no idea how to deal with this right now. Hello fake nothings-wrong-ness. "We were only gone a few hours ya know. You couldn't 'ave missed us that much. "
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Aug 15, 2012 21:39:09 GMT -5
They were safe. There was no doubt in Fred's mind. Just the thought of finding out that they were somehow not really out of the situation was horrifying. As Lee continued to go on about how they could have been close to the house, Fred nearly shut him up, until he did himself. We're at least two miles away, mate. Probably ten. Fifty. Whatever it is, we're far enough away. He laughed lightly again, really happy to know that Lee was being ..Lee. Shit, he responded to Lee's question. He could very well have lied and said he was great and giddy and energetic, but he'd just be wasting his breath. He and Lee had gone through the same thing, and they knew how the other one was feeling, but we already know that.
Lee's next comment made Fred laugh even more, to the point where Fred couldn't believe that the two were laughing so soon after--okay, so he could believe it. How else were they supposed to cope? They weren't the moping and venting with emotions type of people. I'm a problem solver, he added with a shrug. Except.. the whole 'damn, we've got to tell people what happened' thing. Not so sure I can solve that one just yet. So..to the room we go.. It didn't surprise him that Lee was alright with his idea to avoid the frantic question-asking. Molly was going to be insane, and Fred knew that Lee was a hell of a lot easier to deal with than his family, so they'd worry about that later. But, of course, they actually came up with a solution and then another problem came running up to them.
Okay, so Rose wasn't a complete problem. Actually, she was their best friend. But, dealing with her was not going to be easy. They didn't know how much she knew or how long she'd been there, but she sure sounded pissed off. That would be emotional-sided Rose, who'd probably sooner punch you in the face than cry if she heard that you got hit by a bus or something. It all happened really quickly, the way she came up and hugged them and then started rambling and cursing and all sorts of fun stuff. 'Ello there, Fred mumbled with a grimace as Rose nearly attacked them. He proceeded to interrupt Rose's rant with a series of 'yea's and 'we're idiots. that's us's as Lee cut in as well. When she was finally done, Lee came in with his usual sarcastic attitude. Fred figured that it'd be easier just to follow along. Really, Rose. You should be able to handle life without us just a little longer than that.
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Post by ROSE BARRETT on Aug 20, 2012 18:50:22 GMT -5
How did they have such happy or otherwise not out-of-character attitudes when it was clear that they'd been in some kind of horrible accident or conflict? Rose didn't understand them at all. Here she was actually being worried and they were joking as if nothing had happened! It made her that much more furious. How could they just act like nothing had happened, that they didn't look like complete wrecks, and that they hadn't mysteriously disappeared for hours on end? Did they have any idea how much she had worried about them- how much everyone had worried?
Apparently not. She'd just have to tell them herself.
But she was too distracted by their comments and too riled up at this point to listen to any part of her conscience or intelligent parts of her brain to know what to do or how to act properly at the moment, so that was a lost cause.
"Lee, you're covered in blood and you don't expect me to wonder what happened? I'm not stupid!" she said angrily, finally pulling away from the two and glaring up at them. "Bloody hell, if you didn't already look like you'd gotten a beating I'd...." she stopped, muttering a bit under her breath to herself before looking up, somehow still able to hold back any tears threatening to appear in her eyes.
"I can't live life without you." she then responded to Fred. "Who else is supposed to entertain me and think for me when I forget to plan things out?" she inquired of her two friends, still looking angry. Good thing, because on the inside she was a complete wreck.
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Aug 20, 2012 23:26:55 GMT -5
Fred didn't- Technically, Fred didn't know that. He didn't have any way of knowing that. But Lee was just going to focus on Fred's words, which were good enough, and leave out any possibility that anything bad might happen. They were alive, they were by the Burrow, they were joking, everything was a-okay. They were going to go back to Fred's room, go to bed, and pretend this never happened. Some time, in the future, Lee knew there was going to be a time they needed to talk about this. Seriously. But that time wasn't right now.
Right now they had to.. do something.. about this. The calm thing really wasn't holding out. I mean, Rose was loosing her cool- how did you respond to that? They weren't very patient, and most of their patience had been spent for the.. year. She was yelling- there wasn't anything- "Rose, would you shut the fuck UP?" Okay, so yelling back probably wasn't the answer. The last thing he wanted to do was piss her off more. But this whole yelling guilt trip not cool- she deserved it- later he'd regret- he didn't just- or now- or- or something. Aw shit.
"I didn't call you stupid. I'd never do that.. except for.. every time you have an idea. Speaking of which, makes it kind of surprising that you're surprised because we've been in this sort of situation before and do you know what's really weird? Usually you're all 'oh, death defying odds, pfft, no big deal' And I'm the one whose like the hell, the hell are you doing, and Fred's...being Fred. Good job Fred. And we didn't get a beating. We actually won. Kinda. I mean, if there was a situation that required winners and loosers. Which I'm not saying there was. I just- Hey hey hey, the sky's...got absolutely nothing of interest to comment on."
Ugh. When the hell was talking this... exhausting, difficult, and otherwise undesirable? Luckily, the odds of Rose having actually caught most of what he said were slim (HE didn't know what he was talking about for most of it). He was just.. anything.. By the end he'd kind of turned away, expressing that against whatever impression the rambling may have given, he didn't want to talk about it (he'd give in and do it anyway, he just didn't WANT to). Fred could do that.
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Aug 26, 2012 11:41:16 GMT -5
Okay, so maybe it was beyond obnoxious to try to make jokes at the time, but this is Fred and Lee we’re talking about. They really didn’t know how else to express themselves while being serious (without being awkward, but we’re all very aware of that fact). Still, that wasn’t justification in Rose’s eyes. Rose was upset, angry, and seemed to be very concerned with Fred and Lee’s condition, naturally. She couldn’t really be blamed, and Fred would be going psycho on Lee and Rose if he saw them come back after being missing and looking like shit. Obviously, she wasn’t in the mood to take their jokes lightly. She just wanted to know what happened. Unfortunately for her, Fred didn’t plan on sharing the events of that night accurately.
Rose, Jordan’s right. Usually, you’re the one going and scaring the shit out of us with your ‘hey, I’m immortal so I should go and jump off a cliff and not think about the sharp rocks at the bottom’ attitude. The fact of the matter was, Rose was really smart, but she could often get herself into bad situations, which resulted in the explanation that Lee gave; Lee trying to figure out how her brain worked while letting her know how crazy she was, and Fred.. just sort of being there, trying to fix it while helping Lee. Lee’s rambling was really getting somewhere until he ran out of stuff to argue about, and tried pathetically to shift the focus. Turning to Rose again, he attempted to calm her down. We get it. You’re peeved. So, calm the bloody hell down and I’ll fill you in. Of course, as he said that, he had no intentions of following through with it.
We.. were wandering, and Lee accidentally walked into a centaur. He wasn’t happy, so, I had to jump in, and that’s where he stopped, realizing that he had never been so obvious of a liar before in his life. He scratched the back of his neck and glanced at Lee giving him a look that sort of said I’m not gonna tell her everything and it’s not necessary for you to point that out to her. It wasn’t easy to get that whole sentence into one facial expression, but he figured Lee would figure it out once he began to talk. We went outside to goof off..and we were found.. by a bunch of low-life gits who clearly don’t know how to deal with a couple of kids willing to fight back. Even getting out that much was evidently exhausting for Fred, who was far from ready to go into any detail.
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Post by ROSE BARRETT on Aug 26, 2012 19:37:44 GMT -5
Yelling... so much yelling. Anger, too. She couldn't blame Lee- she had started it, the anger. It only angered her more to see him yelling at her. As if she'd shut up. Yeah, that was rich coming from him, who went to ramble and rant about who knows what. Sure, she'd shut up so that he could have the spotlight for his little ramblings. She caught a few things at least- death defying odds, winning and losing... sounded kind of exciting actually. But what in Merlin's beard was he talking about?
Fred started talking too, and he didn't really make that much sense either. At least he wasn't particularly yelling at her like Lee had though. As she continued to look confusedly at Lee, she listened to Fred talk about immortality and sharp rocks- she wasn't immortal, she was just more fun than either of them, apparently!- and wondered what the two were getting at. What did her awesome fun activities have to do with whatever the two of them had been doing for the past few hours?
She frowned at Fred as he began to 'fill her in', not believing a word of it. "I know you're not telling the truth, so don't bother. You're just trying to hide the fact that...." she trailed off here, not really knowing what they were trying to hide, but only knowing that from the way the two were acting, that this was not the truth at all and that they were in fact trying to hide something. She retraced her steps, figuratively of course, throughout the conversation. It'd help if she had a better memory than she did, but oh well. Immortality... death defying odds... bloody hell! They were....
"You were off doing something totally amazing without me, weren't you? Like some brilliant fun new game that you didn't want me to get to have fun with too! What were you doing, tree surfing? Stealing one of my great ideas? Or did you come up with something even better and you're hiding it from me? You guys are such jerks!" she felt (and heard, for that matter) her voice rising more and more in volume as she finally unraveled their little plan. Well now they were foiled and there was no way they were getting away from this without telling her exactly what they were doing and why she wasn't invited! She had them now!
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