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Honestly, if you've learned anything from being in the City, it's that people come from different worlds. That means my lot aren't like what we fought on the mountain. You'll notice I didn't join their little coven, make nice with their bloody goat. Good and bad exists everywhere. I own a magic joke shop, for Merlin's sake.

[Ginny looks a little worse for wear. The visions weren't real but they were real enough to leave their mark—and for all intents and purposes, she went through the Battle of Hogwarts a second time (and then some), so she's battered and bloody and irritable. (Under all the fire is utter mental exhaustion.)]

So don't judge a witch by her wand or her broom or whatever you bloody well choose without getting to know her or you'll find you've got one more to handle. Test me and you'll have bat-winged bogies flying out of your face.

[Maybe she isn't helping her case. Whatever. Her friends know who she is. She pushes both hands through filthy hair and seems to deflate a bit as she exhales, stubbornness still set in her shoulders but expression relaxing a touch.]

Didn't even realise how long we were all up there. ...I feel incredibly unprepared for Halloween.

[She feels about ready to sleep through Halloween. And then she pauses.]

But if that's tomorrow, that makes today my Mum's birthday. [She smiles, brief and faint and private.] So I suppose that's something, even if I've just about missed it. We ought to have a cake.


[ooc; posted late into the evening of the 30th, just before midnight. ginny's dream is here for anyone that might have been caught up in it on the mountain. still doing slow tags, i'm sorry. :( ]