George Weasley

[Lots of messy scribbled workings out]

Nearly done.

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

[Hexed Private to Weasleys]
Dinner will be at 2pm tomorrow in the 3rd year Gryffindor boys dorm. You are all welcome to invite people if you want -- the more the merrier! Decorations are nearly done and they look spectacular. Shame I couldn’t find a gnome this year to put on top of the tree though. They look so pretty when they’re wearing sparkly dresses!
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[Hexed Private to Angelina]
I’m sorry I didn’t reply to your owl. I didn’t know what to say. Anything I did say would probably come out wrong. I was wondering if you wanted to come to Christmas dinner tomorrow? All of my family. My family will be there, and I think Oliver and Penelope will be too. I know you can’t hex your replies but if you spilt some ink or something I could then hex it so that any more of your replies would be hexed private too. I’m rubbish at this.
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[Hexed Private to Weasley’s]
Sorry. I’ve been an arse recently. It wasn’t intentional.

It looks like we’re going to be stuck here for Christmas this year so is everyone up for spending the day all together? The dorm I’ve been staying in recently is empty so we could all gather in there, and I could transfigure a tree or something and get the house-elves to send up some Christmas dinner. We could let off some indoor fireworks, and have crackers and all that. Plus, there’s bound to be another load of post delivered before Christmas and you all know that Mum will send all of us a little something. So… yeah. Sound good?
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8 days.

Turns out that I wasn’t dying, although it certainly felt that way, I just had a bad case of the sniffles. Still don’t feel brilliant but I’m feeling a lot better than I have been the last week.

My head feels like it’s been hit by a bludger. I guess I’ll be spending the day in bed, not that that’s a bad thing. Plenty of blankets here to keep me all warm and cosy and I’m sure one of the House-Elves will bring me food and drink if I ask. Hmm, ice-cream sounds good right now. I wonder if they have any with those little chunks of cheesecake mixed in…

[Hexed Private]

No one believes me. They all think that I’m going crazy and to be honest, I can’t say I blame them. Not really. It’s frustrating because I know that Fred is here, I know I’m not crazy, I saw him with my own two eyes. Maybe Angelina was right when she decided not to tell me. Would I have honestly believed her?

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[Written early Thursday morning. Handwriting is really messy.]

I don’t know what to feel. I don’t know who to trust. I just don’t know anymore. Sometimes people aren’t who you think they are.

[Hexed Private to family]
He’s here. He’s here at Hogwarts.

Received an owl from Mum this morning, and thank Merlin it wasn’t a howler. She didn’t sound pleased that I’ve managed to get stuck here but really, I can’t win. If I was stuck outside she’d have moaned that I didn’t turn up to that ball but now she’s moaning that I went! Still, at least I know that the shops are managing fine. Everyone has apparently chipped in and helped out. Oh, and I got sent a huge amount of various cakes, I’ve missed her cooking so much! And she’s knitted me a jumper so that I don’t get cold, disappointed that she didn’t include a ‘G’ like she usually does. Maybe she’s just saving the ‘G’ for my Christmas jumper?

[Hexed Private to Alicia]
So, when are you coming up to Hogwarts? Ang is here, Oliver’s around somewhere, Katie’s coming and of course, I’m here which should make your decision pretty easy.

You are okay aren’t you? It’s just that no one’s heard from you for a while…
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AHA! FOUND IT! I’ve finally managed to locate my journal. Found it behind a suit of armour in a corridor just off the main entrance hall. How it got there I have no idea, but while I was searching for it, I did have a poke around the secret passages out of the school. All closed off. No way out at all. So, what have I missed while I’ve been away from my journal. Anything interesting?

This can’t be happening, I can’t be stuck inside these walls, I just can’t be. It’s fine being here when I can leave whenever I want, and I don’t have to go anywhere that holds memories but now… it’s going to be near enough impossible to avoid these places and I don’t know what I’m going to do. And if I were to lose my magic… I don’t even want to think about it.

So, it looks like I’m stuck at Hogwarts for the time being.

[Private to Verity]
As you may have heard already, I’m stuck at Hogwarts because of this stupid quarantine that the Ministry has decided to place. I hate to leave you in charge on your own but I have no way of knowing when I’ll be able to leave. There is a pile of applications on my table in my flat, I’m trusting you with the final decision of who to hire. The ones I was considering are at the top of the pile, but like I said, you have the final decision. You know where my spare key is, right?

( Hexed Private )

Halloween’s approaching and I must say, I’m sure this year it will be bloody brilliant. Really looking forward to it actually. Plus, it’s one of the few nights a year when you’re expected to make yourself sick from eating too many sweets. Lots to do in the next few weeks but it’ll all get done. It’s not like I need much sleep anyway. If there’s anyone out there who wants to earn a bit of extra pocket money in time for Christmas, Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes is hiring. Part time weekend work is available.

WELL DONE GRYFFINDOR! Knew you lot wouldn’t let me down! Knew you wouldn’t let me lose a Galleon.

[Private to Verity]
I’ll be back by the end of the week. I hope everything’s going okay with the move.
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[Private to Ginny]
I’m returning to my flat at Diagon Alley at the end of the week. Will you be in Hogsmeade around dinnertime on Saturday? I’d like to say goodbye properly.
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[Private to Ron]
Sorry I haven’t spoken to you, or seen you since I’ve been back in the area. Are you free sometime this week for a drink in The Three Broomsticks?
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Well, this sucks. Just when I was starting to get my nightmares under control.

Well, as some of you lot probably know, I, George Weasley, have graced Hogwarts with my presence. Probably not supposed to be here, but since when have I really cared about silly things such as rules? It’s strange being back. Although strangely not as hard as I imagined it would be, but that’s probably because I’ve avoided certain places. If any of you need any advice on different ways to use some WWW merchandise I’ll be happy to assist you. I’ll probably be around for a while, but the evenings will be the best time to catch me as I’ll be darting between Hogwarts and Hogsmeade (I really do love the secret passages even though nearly all of them have been caved in or boarded up or something stupid). Why Hogsmeade? Well, there will soon be a branch of WWW in Hogsmeade. Perfect for those of you who need to stock up during Hogsmeade weekends!

Oh! Before I forget! Ron! Ginny! I think Mum will be paying a visit soon. I tried talking to her, but she apparently went to visit me at the flat and has guessed that I’m here. Don’t think she’ll be too happy but I’ll take the blame. She can never stay mad at me for too long. Oh the advantages of being the favourite child!

[Private to Verity]
Once again, I’m sorry to leave you alone at the shop especially when everything’s so hectic at the moment. I’ll try and be a better boss in the future. You’re doing a brilliant job!

[Private to Weasleys]
Do you think it would be too cheesy if I had a plaque above the door of the Hogsmeade shop, or on a bench outside or something, in memory of Fred?

[Private to Ron and Ginny]
I just heard about what happened to McGonagall. Don’t go anywhere alone, always keep your wand within reach and please don’t do anything stupid. I can’t lose another sibling.

[Private to Angelina]
Are you ok? I heard about what happened to McGonagall. Please be careful. I don’t want you to get hurt… or worse. I’m so worried.

[Private to Verity]
I need to ask you something.

[Private to close friends]
Is it normal to have dreams after taking a Dreamless Sleep potion?

Bored, bored, BORED.

You’d think there’d be someone around or something but nooooooooo, the shops been practically empty since Tuesday. Oh apart from that seemingly sweet little old lady who came in yesterday afternoon to purchase one of our 24 hour love potions. She left with a wink and then a cupcake arrived about an hour later addressed to me. Now I know I’m amazingly good-looking and single, but please ladies, control yourselves!

Well, at least now I’ve got some time to work on my brilliant new plan. It’s so fantabulous I could jump up and down and dance around, singing and waving my arms as I go.

[Hexed Private]
I’ve checked over the accounts, and I’ve got in touch with the previous owners of Zonko’s and they’ve definitely decided that they don’t want to open up again so the premises is mine. Verity is a star, if she hadn’t asked, I’d have probably forgotten about the plans for years. Hopefully I can get the shop open in Hogsmeade by the last Hogsmeade weekend of the year. Should be slightly easier this time as I’m not in school, but there is a problem that needs to be sorted. STAFF. I can’t be in two places at once, and I can’t leave Verity on her own. It’s not fair to her. I was thinking maybe asking Lee to help out and offer him a job but I haven’t spoken to him in months, and I’m not entirely sure where he is or what he’s doing with his life. I’ll sort something out somehow.
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( Hexed Private )

PRICES HAVE BEEN SLASHED! STOCK UP ON EVERYTHING YOU MAY NEED FOR THE NEW SCHOOL TERM! LAST CHANCE! DON’T MISS OUT! ENDS THIS WEEKEND.

I feel like taking a trip back home to The Burrow. I can taste the Sunday roast already. Roast chicken, stuffing, crispy roast potatoes, carrots, parsnips, cauliflower, purple sprouting and Yorkshire puddings all drowned in gravy. Maybe some freshly baked rhubarb crumble and custard. Yummy. My mouths watering at the thought and I’m sure Mum and Dad would welcome a visit from their favourite son! For what seems like the millionth time in recent months. Sometimes the flat just seems too lonely, or too weird. Not that home is much better.

Today is Percy's birthday, and after ignoring it for the past few years, I decided to send him a very special birthday present. I only hope he does not open it in front of his Ministry co-workers, or worse Mum and Dad! Actually ignore that - I hope he does!

[Hexed Private to Ron, Ginny and Verity]
I'm thinking of having a back to school sale next weekend and get rid of some old stock. Up for a bit of extra hard work? Ron and Ginny, I know it's your last few days of freedom so I'll understand if you'd rather be off with your friends doing whatever but just think about it, ok?
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[Hexed Private]

I'm dreading the start of the school year. There'll be less distractions to keep my mind of things. At the moment it's not so bad. Kids running in and out of the shop all day. Honestly, working here you need eyes in the back of your head. What I need is a big project to keep me really busy and fill up those hours late at night when I just can't sleep, and I think I have an idea depending on how my latest experiment turns out. Fred joked about it before he... before it happened but I think it could make a bit of money, especially during term time.

Fred would be laughing at me if he could see what I've turned into. I'm turning soft, always thanking everyone instead of joking around and taking the mick. I can't stop thanking Ron and Ginny especially, and I think it's creeping them out. I never used to be like this, and I hope it doesn't last. I want to go back to normal.

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It's that time of year again. The shops been overun by students stocking up for the new term, and I must admit, I feel almost a sense of pride knowing that I'm helping them get up to some mischief and terrorizing the teachers. It's almost a shame that Toadface is no longer there, I wouldn't mind coming up with a range of new products just for her.

( Application )