a wild GEORGE appears

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Brown iris’ gazed groggily up to the white ceiling above as the lids closed and opened repeatedly as the owner of the eyes attempted to rid himself of what little sleep remained. Slowly other items within the room became visible as the pupil’s began to focus and adjust themselves to the bright sunlight pouring in through a crevice from the protective shades around the windows. A long and drawn out yawn escaped his lips as he stretched his arms high above his head before bringing his hands down and dragging them across his face and rubbing at his eyes. He then slid his hands behind his head and rested them at the base of his neck.

A wide quickly made it’s known on his handsome features as he continued to stare up at the ceiling above him. George thought about over the last few months. It seemed that from the time He and Fred had left Hogwarts in such a fashion had only happened the night before. Yet truth be told it had been months since their famous departure of the Wizarding school. Of course when she had found out their mother had been furious with the two of them. In fact George reckoned his left ear was still ringing from the shrill of her voice. However despite her initial anger towards her two rebellious sons she couldn’t help but he proud of them. The boys had gone from having nothing to having everything they ever wanted.

Their dream had come true. The boys finally had their joke shop and it was a booming business. Sure it was very taxing of their time, but the end result was worth it. George loved waking up every morning and throwing his suit on before descending the stairs to open shop. As soon as Hogwarts had let out for the Summer Holiday it seemed that almost every single student had flocked to Weasley Wizard Wheezes to purchase items to prepare themselves for the upcoming year. Now that September was upon it brought about a serene sense of longing. Despite dropping out of Hogwarts the year before George couldn’t help but feel an emptiness within him knowing that even if he did finish his seventh year he still wouldn’t have been going back this year. There would be no more rides on the Hogwarts Express, or sitting within the Great Hall as they waited for the Welcome Back Feast to begin.

With another sigh he pushed himself up from his bed and threw his legs over the edge of his mattress before glancing over the furnishing of his bedroom. When Fred and himself moved from the burrow to the flat above their shop it had been the first time that the boys had rooms of their own. The nights of sharing a room seemed to be over. But George wasn’t entirely disheartened by that fact. Fred was only across the hall which brought the twin great comfort. Pushing up from the mattress George went about his morning ritual of cleaning himself up before questioning what he wished to wear for the day. But the question remained of what he wanted to do. Did he want to manage the shop for the day or take the day off and go out for a few hours? It didn’t take the ginger head long to make up his mind. His choice of clothing was a soft long sleeved gray shirt with four buttons starting at the nipple line of his chest and ascending up to his trachea. The jeans that he slipped into were baby blue and slightly form fitting yet still comfortable to move about in. He then finished off his attire with a pair of gray shoes with white soles that matched the long sleeve shirt he had chosen. Reaching into his closet he pulled out a tan drench coat and slipped his arms into its sleeves before descending the stairs as he made his way through the shop. “Oi Verity I’m stepping out for the day. It shouldn’t be too bad, half our customers are in school now.” He said as he made his way past several aisles of products.

Making his way out into the street he glanced up and down the alley watching as several shop owners started opening up for the day. Turning on the spot he felt a great pressure pressing down on him from all sides as he apparated out of Diagon Alley to Hogsmeade. Smiling to himself he made his way over to the Three Broomsticks and sat down at an empty table near the back of the inn. He ordered a Butterbeer figuring that it was a bit too early to be drinking Fire Whiskey.

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[alex]

The majority of the Healers at St. Mungo's were pretty serious. They didn't like to joke around and they didn't try too hard to make their patients feel better about their situations. Alex, on the other hand, did whatever he could to make his patients feel better. He tended to act extremely goofy in an attempt to get them to laugh, which usually made them feel a bit better, both physically and mentally. Because of this Alex was often assigned the children that came into the hospital, which he was completely fine with.

He would much rather be in charge of the kids, embarrass himself to get them to laugh, than to have one of the more serious Healers assigned to them. What good was being serious when it came to kids after all? It only scared them and their parents.

Alex walked down the lane in Hogsmeade, and wandered into the Honeyduke's Sweet Shop. He always liked to keep his Healer's robes stocked with an assortment of candies to help with the kids. His favorite was obviously the Honeyduke's chocolate, but he also got things like lemon drops and sugar quills. Alex preferred to get the non-magical treats because he was always a little bit afraid that the magic from the treats might make the child's ailment worse somehow.

Alex couldn't help but chuckle when he saw two small children running around the shop, screaming with delight with half-eaten sweets in their hands (probably hyper from the sugar they had eaten). "Whoa!" he said, as he jumped back from getting run into by one of the children.

He wandered up to the counter and greeted the owner. "Got the package for this week?" he asked, nodding towards the counter. Yes, Alex went to Honeydukes once a week. He had been doing this for so long that he could easily be considered a regular for the shop.

After paying for the candy, Alex left the store and halted outside, wondering what else he needed to do in Hogsmeade before going back to his flat and studying. Shrugging, he walked into the Three Broomsticks for a little drink before doing more research.

He was about to walk up to the bar to order a drink when he saw a familiar face. Clutching his candy laden bag, he made his way to the back of the pub. "Heya, Fred-er-is it George? I can't tell you guys apart," he said, laughing. "Mind if I join you?"

ooc: Alex is pretty involved in the Order, so I figured they would at least be acquaintances.

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George had spent most of the morning talking with Madam Rosmerta and catching up on how her summer was. She joked with him about Fred and his stunt just before the end of term last year. This of course had earned him a day full of free Butterbeers for getting under the evil toads skin. Of course he stated that it was his pleasure for unnerving the old bat and true to their words gave any Hogwarts students half off when they would mail in their orders last year. Now of course it seemed that the student’s had stocked up for the school year, but they were still getting mail in orders for a few things here and there. She had inquired about the Weasley family asking how all of his brother’s were doing to which he replied fine. This was of course ignoring the fact about Percy whom the family hadn’t heard from in over a year. Well save for Ron who received that letter when he became a Prefect.

Slowly one by one the Inn began to fill with other customers forcing Madam Rosmerta to leave his table and tend to the others. George recognized a few faces here and there as fellow Gryffindor’s and called them over for a small chat and lots of laughter. The person he knew the best of the group was Katie bell who was now a seventh year and was a fellow Quidditch player on the Gryffindor team. A small shudder ran up and down his spine as he thought about how his last year in his favorite sport had gone. Thanks to Professor Umbridge the Weasley twins were forced from the team and couldn’t play their last year. All thanks to Draco Malfoy. But the scary part had been Angelina. To say she was furious with him his brother and with Harry was an understatement. In fact to this day he still doesn’t know how to describe the fear he felt around his fellow year mate. She had been almost as scary as his mother.

Just as they had come in one by one slowly they began to filter out one by one to accomplish their goals set for the day. George found himself once again sitting alone at his table. He had long since forgotten how many mugs of Butterbeer had passed through his grasp. Oh well, it was only Butterbeer, nothing for him to worry about. He glanced up slightly at the sound of the Inn door opening and closing yet again. He noticed a male walking in with what appeared to be a package of some sort underneath his arm and couldn’t help but rise a brow. Usually packages of some sorts were seen in the Hogs Head not in the Three Broomsticks. However that was also jumping to the conclusion that the male had something to hide. Once the dark haired male stepped farther into the pub a small grin spread over his features

The grin of course only grew in size at the mix up of names. Leaning back in his chair slightly he shrugged his shoulders a bit. “I dunno, Perhaps if you give my name another shot I’ll considered it.” He said with a small chuckle before pushing the chair out slightly for Alex to take. “Ah what the hell the more the merrier I always say.” The fact that Alex couldn’t get his name correct didn’t bother the red head at all. In fact he found it quiet hilarious that no one was able to tell him and his brother apart. Now if only Fred were here it would only be even better. “What brings you to Hogsmeade?”

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[alex]

"Hey, thanks," said Alex, cheerily as he grabbed the chair and pulled it out a little further, so he would have room to sit down. He dropped into the chair and carefully set his package of sweets on the table in front of him. Alex turned in his chair and nodded to the bartender, who was a friend of his. "One gillywater, yeah, buddy? Thanks," he said, winking at the man before turning back to George.

Alex and George did not know each other all too well. They were colleagues in the Order, so they were at least aware of each other. Alex had spoken to George several times before, during and after Order meetings and while he often got him confused with his twin brother, Fred, he had decided that the guy was pretty alright.

"Sorry, I'll get you guys straight one of these days," he said, laughing and shaking his head. Or maybe he should just grow accustomed to saying 'hey, you' when he wanted to get one of their attentions.

"Oh, you know, little errands, this and that," he said, starting to open the bag he had previously rested on the table. He pulled out the package of Honeydukes' chocolate and showed it to him. "I needed to restock for the kiddies at the hospital," he said with a grin.

He rested the chocolate back onto the table and relaxed into the chair. "I like to have a little reward for 'em. Y'know, sometimes I get some pretty bad cases and the healing measures sometimes aren't exactly pain free, so they need a little present afterward."

Vincent, the bartender came up to their table with Alex's drink. "Dude, your legs aren't broken," he said, jokingly as he set the drink down in front of his friend. Alex picked up the glass and raised to Vincent in thanks.

"Say, how's that joke shop of yours doing? I've been thinking about stopping in there to give you some business. I could use some simple little jokes for the hospital," he said conversationally before taking a drink.