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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!]

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voice;

[winterkills]

[ There's the slightest intake of breathe on his end. ]

You know who I am?

voice;

[hexuality]

[And then there's a brief pause.]

Of course I do. [Gently teasing,] I didn't mean it, you know, about hexing the people I'm fond of. Don't worry.

voice;

[winterkills]

I don't know you.

[ And that'a a thing, that if people know who he is and he doesn't, his walls start slamming into place. ]

voice;

[hexuality]

[Okay. He's not joking. She knows, now, can pick it up in his tone, and... well, yes, it hurts a little. Especially so soon after she's told him about the war. A little harder,]

You just said you knew my face.

voice;

[winterkills]

You've kinda got this -.

[ A pause. She doesn't seem like a threat. ] I don't remember a whole lot of things, darling, don't take it seriously.

voice;

[hexuality]

You're not—

[And then it clicks, and she's a little startled.]

There's two of you here today.

voice;

[winterkills]

Huh. Yeah. Rogers mentioned something about that.

voice;

[hexuality]

So...

[Curiously,]

"You've kinda got this—" what?

voice;

[winterkills]

It felt like I knew you, maybe.

voice;

[hexuality]

You do. You did.

[Pause.]

But the City plays with memories all the time, Bucky.

voice;

[winterkills]

The city?

voice;

[hexuality]

This place.

I came back, once, and it took me a few days to remember people.

voice;

[winterkills]

I don't remember much outside of here either,probably ain't this place.

voice;

[hexuality]

What happened?

Are you alright?

voice;

[winterkills]

Life.

[ Literally. ]

voice;

[hexuality]

[She's about to say that isn't an answer, but in her experience? It actually is. She... kind of wants to give him a hug.]

Can I see you?

voice;

[winterkills]

I don't know, maybe it isn't the greatest idea.

[ There's the small fact that he has a metal arm, that he looks less like a friend than he ever had. ] Save yourself the trouble, kid.

voice;

[hexuality]

Bucky.

[Her tone is a little firmer.]

I think I can decide for myself if something is too much trouble and believe it or not, you aren't. Not to me.

[Perhaps he hasn't given her much cause to worry, yet, but he sounds so unhappy compared to the Bucky she knows. She wants to know why.]

voice;

[winterkills]

I'm down by some fountain.

[ Because if she does know him, he'd like to know how. Steve had said a younger version of himself lived here, she must be his friend. ]

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[hexuality]

Thank you.

[She's there in no more than a minute, and the truth is she Apparated but enough of a distance away that he wouldn't see her. (She's quite sure the Bucky she knows hasn't got a clue about the extent of her magic, so she's playing it safe, anyway.) She's through the crowds and scanning for a familiar face and it takes a second for her to realise she's looking at Bucky because... yes, there is something different.

Here she is, though. Right in front of him, all bright hair and freckles and smile.]

Almost couldn't find you in this mess.

[winterkills]

[ He turns towards her, and even his movements are contained, stiff, like he's holding himself together by fragile string. ]

Ginny, right?

[hexuality]

[She does go to give him a hug, but everything about his body language is telling her to keep herself in check and so she does, stopping short and hands going into her shorts pockets instead.]

That's right. Ginny Weasley. [It's a pleasure to meet you? Meet you again?] Bucky Barnes, right?

[winterkills]

James. [ Then an apologetic tilt of his mouth. ] Only Rogers calls me Bucky anymore, it's a little strange to hear it again.

[hexuality]

James.

[She amends quickly, but it's strange on her tongue. James is a name that, at the moment, she associates with a man she (and the rest of the wizarding world) respects. It's also the name of a dead man.]

Sorry. Well, it's still Ginny for me. No one ever calls me Ginevra.

[winterkills]

So.

[ He looks up the street at the sound of footfalls, but his attention remains on her. ]

We knew each other from here, right?