Open RP - Unpopping of George Weasley
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hh_mirrorWhen some people awoke from a state of popcornhood, they panicked. Others wandered around confusedly. When it happened to George Weasley, he laughed.
"Brilliant!" he said to the room at large. "Well, I guess we know that's what happened when you use Tail of Newt. Won't be doing that again."
He realized that he couldn't actually remember what it was he'd been experimenting with, except for the fact that it clearly hadn't worked. He knew he was at Hogwarts, and that Hogwarts had gone quite mad recently. He seemed to remember that he approved of this state of affairs. But beyond that, he had little recollection of anything specific. Perhaps this should have bothered him. It didn't. If he'd forgot anything too terribly important, Fred would straighten him out.
Poor Fred! He'd been stuck here, trying to carry on Weasley's Wizard Wheezes all by himself. And pranks were no fun unless you had someone to share them with. George hoped Fred wouldn't be too sore about him not being around.
Oh, well, he'd make it up starting right now. He accioed a few Skiving Snackboxes, some Dungbombs, and a few other odds and ends of wizarding mischief-making, and headed out the door, levatating the products behind him, and began to walk more or less in the direction of Gryffindor, whistling a cheerful little tune.
"Brilliant!" he said to the room at large. "Well, I guess we know that's what happened when you use Tail of Newt. Won't be doing that again."
He realized that he couldn't actually remember what it was he'd been experimenting with, except for the fact that it clearly hadn't worked. He knew he was at Hogwarts, and that Hogwarts had gone quite mad recently. He seemed to remember that he approved of this state of affairs. But beyond that, he had little recollection of anything specific. Perhaps this should have bothered him. It didn't. If he'd forgot anything too terribly important, Fred would straighten him out.
Poor Fred! He'd been stuck here, trying to carry on Weasley's Wizard Wheezes all by himself. And pranks were no fun unless you had someone to share them with. George hoped Fred wouldn't be too sore about him not being around.
Oh, well, he'd make it up starting right now. He accioed a few Skiving Snackboxes, some Dungbombs, and a few other odds and ends of wizarding mischief-making, and headed out the door, levatating the products behind him, and began to walk more or less in the direction of Gryffindor, whistling a cheerful little tune.
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