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[Jimmy hasn't been around much in the last couple of days. There's a good reason for that, a damn good one, and he's about to make it known. He looks tired, worn down, maybe even a little sick as he turns the communicator towards himself to begin recording.]

I died.

[No preamble, no explanation for the moment.]

I died, 'n I don't know what to think about it. I don't know whether I could've done anythin' to stop it. I don't know why the hell I had to come back to life.

[He rests his chin on his hand, sighing.]

All I know is I could sure use someone to talk to right about now. Or drink with. I ain't picky.

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[Aw, shit, she sounds like she wants to kick his ass. But he knows it's concern, and it makes him smile just a little.]

I died. 'n came back, obviously.

Obviously.

[This month is going to give her a heart attack. Ginny makes a sound through the hands pressed to her face, just a release of emotion punching through her.]

For fuck's sake. [She can't.] Are you—I don't even know what... Jimmy.

Ginny, I'm fine. I'm alive now, ain't I?

[He's not fine, obviously, but he also doesn't want her to worry.]

It wasn't my fault I died. Just so you know.

I never said it was your fault! And you're not fine, what d'you—

[Breathing. Breathe.]

Sorry. I'm sorry, you just can't say that, just saying it like... You can't.

[This is how she found out Fred was dead the first time.]

I mean, I'm fine in the sense that I'm alive, yeah.

[He shrugs.]

Why can't I just say it like that? 's what happened.

Jimmy. [Quieter, now.] What happened? Was it the curse?

Yeah, I guess so. Maybe. A guy just fuckin'... he attacked me 'n Penny. He was goin' for her, but I got in the way, 'n he... ripped my fuckin' throat out.

[Greyback to Lavender Brown.]

Is Penny alright?

She's okay. Shaken up, y'know, but... he didn't get ahold of her too much before I got involved.

But you woke up. Heartbeat, everything?

I woke up, 'n I'm alive. Heartbeat 'n everythin'. I'm okay.

[She exhales audibly, heart in her throat.]

You know you can talk to me, right? About any of it.

[You know we've lived through almost the same thing.]