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14 December 2025 @ 08:35 am

ic contact

"I'm not sure I understand, I just - it's recording now? Oh - You've reached Percy Weasley. Please leave your name, contact information, and a brief message after the tone and I will return your call as soon as I can. Thank you. Are you sure that worked? Maybe I should do it aga - "

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7thborn.livejournal.com on December 25th, 2011 03:27 pm (UTC)
⇨ christmas delivery

[With Percy's arrival so close to Christmas, Ginny had no time to come up with a proper gift for him. And though it's a slow process in warming up to him, trying to work through the forgiveness her future self has bestowed upon him and trying to get there herself, she knows she cannot ignore her brother on this holiday. Grudge or not, family is family, and even she is not that cruel.

So on the morning of the 25th, Percy might find a red and gold envelope slipped under his bedroom door with his name written on it in a careful and familiar hand. Inside is a photograph (http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y41/little_pirate/Polychromatic/Normal_poahighres49.jpg), a copy of the one from their world that she received from the City during a curse a long time ago. On the back of it, in Ginny's neat script, reads: I thought you might need this more than I do. Happy Christmas, Percy. Love, your sister.]

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iwasherefirst on February 15th, 2012 12:57 am (UTC)

On Valentines Day, Percy will get a bag of chocolate hearts and THIS valentine.

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onlyholey on April 10th, 2012 03:14 am (UTC)
forward dated to after Fred and George's farewell...

Take care of it for us. And take care of Ginny. And good luck not being as much of a prat anymore, Perce. We have faith in you. G [There is a small package waiting for Percy in his mailbox. It contains the keys to the Twins' shop.]

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feorge on April 10th, 2012 04:57 am (UTC)
✉

[ The spell will only work once, and Perce might even miss if he's too much of a twat, but on the ceiling above his pillow, Fred's magicked a note. Invisible to all but him, triggered only by his presence once the lights are off and he's feigning rest.

Never once blamed you, and I never will. Prat. in his chicken scratch, glowing gold, just long enough for Percy to read it two or three times before fading away.

There may also be a bathtime beasty in his sink. Because he couldn't just let it at that. ]

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chasingafter on July 1st, 2012 03:05 am (UTC)
⇨ to percy | forward-dated to sunday after midnight

[Mrs Ginny Potter remembers her younger self's departure from the City at the end of a long weekend like this, the one full of visitors and familiar and unfamiliar faces. She remembers being caught up in the throng and tumbling through the exit almost by accident, but she knows from experience that doors cannot be shared unless you're meant to go through them. (She had tried to leave with Harry, once, and she'd ended up on the other side without him.)

She remembers that she hadn't left a note, that time. And perhaps it's cheating, perhaps it's mucking with time—but her being here is in of itself impossible and what does it matter if she changes things or not? Time here never makes sense. It never affects home. So Ginny decides to leave the note for Percy because she never thought to do it in the past. It won't spare him the worry or the heartbreak, this much she knows, but it softens the blow a little—it's better than no goodbye at all.

On Sunday evening, after midnight, a neatly folded piece of paper with PERCY written on the front will be found at the kitchen counter by the coffee. And, penned in Ginny's unchanged, familiar hand:

Dear Percy,

If you've found this letter, it means I've gone home to England. Please don't worry about me (though I know you will, anyway, you prat) — I'll be alright. You know I will. I'm sorry I've gone without you. I know I've promised to get you out of here and I know we promised each other we'd always stick together. Going back doesn't mean I've broken the Vow on our bracelets: I'm still with all of you in our world. I know I've gone back to the war, but you know (better than I do, at this rate) that it'll all be okay. I'll be as careful as I can be. I'll be as safe as I can be.

Tell everyone I'm sorry and that I would have said goodbye if I could.

I love you, Percy. Keep up the shop, take care of Helena and Sir Weatherby and yourself for me.

Your sister,
Ginny

P.S. Don't pack up my things unless I've been gone a month. I might be back and I'll want my clothes!

It's the least she can do for herself and her brother.]

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hexuality on January 5th, 2013 07:43 am (UTC)
⇨ text; 01/03 evening

at hospital dont panic or say you told me so or youre getting hexed when i see you

[Texting with one hand and in a rush is hard, okay.]

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aperfectthird on January 6th, 2013 03:16 am (UTC)
⇨ text; > action

I'm coming.

[And then he's showing up fifteen minutes later with fresh bruises and scrapes, demanding to see his sister, and being led to her room by a rather harried looking nurse.]

Ginny, what is it? What happened? Is it the bite?

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Ginny Weasley: struck a chord; bordering; line crossed

hexuality on January 6th, 2013 08:56 pm (UTC)
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Hey. Thought I told you to stay out of trouble.

[She probably looks and sounds awful but she's perfectly in her right mind in the early hours of this thing. Ginny pushes herself up to sit, perhaps a little unsteadily with how the room sways and makes her head throb, but her voice is solid.]

You're a mess.

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Percy Weasley: you can't read my pokerface

aperfectthird on January 8th, 2013 04:01 am (UTC)
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I'm not the one in trouble. Lie down.

[She seems to be in her right mind, at least, but she wouldn't be in hospital if she were one-hundred percent.]

How are you feeling?

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Ginny Weasley: reluctant acceptance; if we must

hexuality on January 8th, 2013 06:59 am (UTC)
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[She actually does listen to him, leaning back against the pillows with perhaps more of a slump than she'd like to admit, but she's pointedly ignoring that. Ginny flashes a brief grin at him, but it's clearly exhausted.]

Oh, absolutely wonderful. Everyone's overreacting, of course, but I thought I'd just humour you lot.

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aperfectthird on January 11th, 2013 03:41 am (UTC)
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It's not overreacting. Those - those things' mouths are crawling with bacteria. Better safe than sorry.

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hexuality on January 15th, 2013 09:40 am (UTC)
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Some of them don't even look like inferi.

[She thought she saw a glimpse of Tom out a window but she can't be sure. He looked whole. More whole than the memory she vaguely remembers stepping out of the diary before the Chamber turned black.]

Don't fuss. You'll get grey hairs.

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aperfectthird on January 20th, 2013 01:32 am (UTC)
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I'm never not going to fuss over you, Gin. And if I'm going to get grey hairs, then I'm going to get them regardless.

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Ginny Weasley: you're actually an idiot; nonsense

hexuality on January 20th, 2013 03:28 pm (UTC)
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[She sighs, eyes closing.]

Well, I'm here. So that's half the battle for you, isn't it? I'm alright, they're just making sure.

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aperfectthird on January 21st, 2013 12:31 am (UTC)
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Half the battle still leaves half to be fought.

[He reaches out, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face, watching her.]

Can I get you some water?

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Ginny Weasley: listen here; detects your lies

hexuality on January 27th, 2013 01:01 pm (UTC)
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I'm fine.

[Ginny exhales, frowning, eyes still closed.]

Just tired. I've been ill before, Perce, honestly. Don't hover like mum.

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Percy Weasley: totally over this and by extension you

aperfectthird on January 27th, 2013 10:54 pm (UTC)
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You're the only sister I have. I think I'm allowed some hovering.

[But since she doesn't seem to be in any immediate danger, he adds:]

I'm going to go back to the flat and get an overnight bag for you. Is there anything in specific you'd like me to bring?

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hexuality on January 28th, 2013 01:57 pm (UTC)
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My broom?

[There's a flicker of a grin and her eye cracks open, clearly joking.]

I'm alright. Just make sure all the pets are fed.

[Which means two pygmy puffs and three cats and an owl. Merlin's beard.]

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