079.

[hexuality]

[ video ]

I'll just keep this short, shall I?

[Ginny beams at the camera, hair braided back but unmistakably Weasley red, eyes bright, smile brighter.]

Ginny Weasley here. If you know me, you'd best get your arse over here and say hello so I can give you a proper hug. And if you don't, well, come along and say hello, anyway. I'm as fond of unfamiliar faces as I am familiar ones.

[Teasingly,]

I might even be a tad bit more polite since you'll be perfect strangers. I only hex the ones I love, really.

[ooc; FOURTH WALL! HAVE AT HER. Just no doubles, no telling her she's from a book, and no future spoilers beyond the Final Battle (though if it happens, she'll conveniently forget once it's all over). Feel free to threadjack, too! HAVE FUN AND BACKDATE FOREVER! ♥

Also—Mrs Ginny Potter (chasingafter) may be threadjacking in this post!]

Comments

[fleurdeleo]

Weasley? You're not related to Molly or Arthur, are you?

[hexuality]

Suddenly I'm popular. I could get used to this.

[She laughs.]

They're my parents. Actually, Molly Weasley's around here somewhere.

[fleurdeleo]

I didn't know Molly and Arthur had a daughter. Ginny, was it?

[hexuality]

... oh, er, I suppose that's supposed to be a future thing, isn't it?

[fleurdeleo]

It's all right, I've learned loads today. Did you know Merlin's here? Actual Merlin!

[hexuality]

Yeah! Mad, isn't it? I knew him for a bit back when I arrived, but we weren't all that close. We're friends now, though, and it's still unbelievable half the time. I mean, it's sodding Merlin, and...

Sorry—I never caught your name? Obviously we're from the same world, though.

[fleurdeleo]

Oh - I'm so sorry. I'm Lily. It's nice to meet you!

[hexuality]

Lily?

[........ OH. Merlin's beard, it's a good thing she's met Lily before.]

Lily Potter?

[fleurdeleo]

The one and only, at your service.

[hexuality]

It's a pleasure to meet you.

[Let's not mention she knew her before.]

If you don't mind me asking, erm, what year is it for you?

[fleurdeleo]

1980.

...isn't it? - actually, that's a bit of a stupid question. You must be from later than 1980, however that works.

[hexuality]

I'm later than that, yeah, but this place is later than both of us. It's 2012, can you believe it?

[She huffs out a breath.]

I'm from 1998, myself. But 1980, that's... I'm sorry, this is going to sound really bloody weird, but d'you have a son named Harry?

[fleurdeleo]

[:D :D :D]

Just a few months old. D'you want to see pictures?

[SHE'S ALREADY GETTING THEM OUT.]

[hexuality]

[BABY PICTURES OF HER FOREVER BOYFRIEND?]

Yes, please.

[fleurdeleo]

Okay, hang on.

[SHOW.]

This is him with James' best friends, Remus, Sirius, and Peter. And this is him with Alice, Neville, and me - Alice and I were pregnancy pals, you know; she had Neville a day before I had Harry. This is him with us, and this is him with his favorite soft toy. James and I call him Spot - 'cause he's a giraffe, you know? - but who knows what Harry calls him.

[hexuality]

[OH MERLIN SHE CANNOT HANDLE THIS. Ginny might actually be clutching her face because Harry is too precious (and oh, she recognises Peter and the other boys in those photos!) and this probably makes her grow even more fond of him.]

Merlin's pants, he's so sweet. And Neville! I've never seen photos of either of them like this!

[fleurdeleo]

Well, I reckon by the time you're old enough for us to show them to you, they're old enough to fuss at us about them.

...especially this one.

[BABY HARRY GETTING A BATH IN THE SINK.]

[hexuality]

[Stop it. Oh for the love of all that is magical, stop it she will implode.]

He's so small.

[Flailing.]

He'll kill me if he finds out I've seen these.

[fleurdeleo]

He won't. I mean, he'd be quite cross with me, I'm sure, but not you.

Oh, this one's good too!

[Harry's blanket has a picture of a baby holding a teddy bear on it, and under the blanket, Harry is in the same position, only with a giraffe.]

[hexuality]

He looks the same. When he's sleeping, he still looks...

[She says it without thinking, caught up in the moment, then realises it and blushes.]

... the same.

[fleurdeleo]

[...]

You've seen him sleeping?

[hexuality]

Er.

Yes?

He's sort of—I'm his... I mean, we're sort of—well, more like were sort of... uhm. Together? In the future. Is that weird? That's weird.

[fleurdeleo]

That's weird.

How could you say you 'were' together in the future?

[hexuality]

Because we dated then we broke up.

And then we dated again here, so... I don't know what we are, really.

[fleurdeleo]

Oh, that's rough. I'm sorry to hear it.

[Then, firmly:]

Does he treat you well?