Application for George Weasley

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George had quickly learned, upon an attempt at returning to normal life, that closing up shop at Number 93 Diagon Alley was one of the tasks made harder without his twin. The Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes shop was as popular as ever, and any given day at closing, there were at least fifteen people in the shop. Normally Fred would help him force everyone out the door at the end of the day and while he counted the day’s totals, Fred would re-stock the shelves.

Upon shutting the door on one last customer with a cheery “thanks for the business!” he turned to find himself in a completely different area. Outside, even. Standing in front of a talking mouse.

Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"

“George Weasley.” The redhead answered plainly with a grin. What could he do? Maybe he’d smacked his head on something when he turned around.

"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.

“Quest?” George snorted, looking at the pink-and-purple feline. “Well, we’ve already been rid of Voldemort. I guess the next mission is to make the Weasley family filthy, stinking rich.” He laughed.

"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"

“That Fred was alive again,” He said quickly. When he realized that the question was hypothetical, he thought the other two out a little more carefully. “All the innocent people who Voldemort and his lackeys killed off, I want them back, too. And three… for the Chudley Cannons to finish first in the league.” After another moment of thought, he added, “Though that one’s probably as ridiculous as the first two.”

"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to
give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"

“Something like, ‘Look, if you’re really trying to pull a trick on me, you’ve got to work a little harder than that.’” The red-headed man laughed. "Seriously, trying to trick me?"

Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"

“Another revolution?” A frown played at George’s lips again, but he smiled it away. “I guess some good fireworks and good fun, and not half-bad magic skills, if I do say so myself.”

The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"

“The odd one out, of course: White.”

"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"

“Uh.” George frowned, thinking his way carefully through the list. “I’m going with fairies- though they can be nastly little buggers, they make wonderful Christmas tree-toppers- and humans, because they’re either amazing heroes or amazing gits.”

"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"

“There’s a joke in that sentence, I’m sure there is,” He said, rummaging through his robes. “But, no, I don’t think there’s anything sharp in here.”



((Hey, guys! It's Katu, ex-Jack-mun and here to app our lovely Weasley twin. I've chatted it over with Sizi and Kaira and Meg and stuff and we're all cool. Hopefully I haven't forgotten anything else? Oh! I've pulled George from about a year after the defeat of Voldemort. So, he's ear-less and Fred-less. Yes. Is there anything else? I swear, I'm forgetting something.))

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Before getting to the subject of, Why, hello, Mister Potter, you look awfully young to be Harry's father... George offered a huge grin. "Voldemort is... how do you say... pushing up the petunias. Harry took him down."

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James let out a very loud whoop of joy, and looked very, very close to glomping George right then and there. "That's my Harry!" he said cheerily. "Wait 'til I tell Pa - Sirius!"

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"Sirius?" George stared. "Wait, wait." James Potter is dead. Sirius Black is dead. Am I dead? Hold on. The train of thought started rolling down the line until it hit an obvious conclusion: Is Fred here, too? "Sirius Black is here?" He had to make sure he had heard it right, first.

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"Yup," James said, still grinning like a lunatic. "Arrived shortly after I did."

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"Before I decide to plow forward with full enthusiasm..." George looked around. "Is there any chance that this is where you go when you die?" He doubted it, looking at the flowers in the shape of Mickey Mouse's head.

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James shook his head. "I don't think so," James said. "Sirius told me that I die, but from what I can tell, that's still quite some time away. There are a couple of people from other words who don't seem to think they're dead. Remus was here shortly, and I don't think he was..." he paused, when the full force of what George's words meant. He took a bit of a breath, and his voice dropped. "You don't mean to tell me that Sirius dies, do you?"

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Bad move. "Um." George winced. There was no changing the subject now. 'How about them Canons?' only worked in situations involving less pressing matters. "...yeah, mate. He died something like four years ago, my time."

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"Oh," James said. It was a blow to him - though he wasn't sure why because he had died at least fifteen years earlier - but he also couldn't help but think how it had affected poor Harry. "Oh."

He shook his head a little, as if snapping out of some sort of daze, and then smiled again. "Anyway, yeah, I don't think that people come here when they die," he repeated again. "We think it's some sort of weird dimension. There are a ton of muggles here - but don't worry about not using magic, they don't mind and the Ministry doesn't have a hand in our affairs here - but they're all from different times and places."

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George wanted to say something to ease the blow, but there wasn't much to say. He also had to force his hopes of seeing Fred to the back of his mind.

"Muggles? Dad would love it here, then..." Was all he could think of, though a grin spread across his freckled face like wildfire.

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James laughed, trying to push Sirius' death to the back of his head for now. He could ask about it later. "Arthur would, wouldn't he?" He grinned. "Actually, I was talking to one of them about muggle technology and stuff-" not something he'd normally care about, but being cooped up in Disneyland tended to do strange things to a wizard "-and I mentioned him to her. I couldn't help thinking how much he would have loved to be having the conversation instead.

"How's your brother, Ronald? Sirius was telling me that he was best friends with Harry now, is that true?"

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"Ron?" George snorted. "Yeah, Ron and Harry have been best friends since they met. And Ron's alive- made it out of the war better than I did, I can say that- and if he and Hermione aren't engaged by the time I make it back, I'll kick him."

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"Really? Little Ron's practically engaged already? How old are you lot?" The last time he had seen Ron, the boy had only been a couple of months old. "What about Harry? Are him and Cho Chang still together?"

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"Ron's eighteen." George stated calmly. "Quite old enough to be snogging whomever he so chooses. And Harry and Cho... they've been through for some time now, I think. As far as I know, he and my baby sister started dating again." He paused thoughtfully. "She'd hurt me if she heard me call her that. Ah, well."

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"Eighteen, huh?" James asked? He and Lily had gotten engaged when they were eighteen, he remembered. It was hard to believe his son was only three years younger than him, though. He could get used to Sirius suddenly being fifteen years older than him, but trying to imagine his son being only three years younger was more than a little mind-blowing.

"You have a sister?" James asked. "I didn't know the Weasley's could produce girls."

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"We didn't either, until she was born." He laughed. "Her name's Ginny, she's a year younger than Ron. And yes," He said, amused by the slightly puzzled expression on James' face. "Harry's eighteen, too. How old are you, anyway?"

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"I'm twenty-one," James said. "You have no idea how bloody weird this is." He frowned at George, then did the math. "So, you must be twenty. You were only maybe two or three the last time I saw you."

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"Ah, yes!" He said dramatically. "The terrible twos are twice as terrible with twins! I'm surprised Mum didn't just give up after us."

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James laughed. "I remember her coming quite close a couple times," James said. He was quite pleased to see that George was mentioning Fred and not being a mess. "She came close several times. Tried to give you to Lily and I, but we refused." He was only half-joking.

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"You refused a face like this?" He said, pretending to count. "I had to suffer through living with Percy, until he stopped being a git, anyway."

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"I'd do it again, if given the chance," James said, grinning. "Besides, it was a face more like this." He pulled a nasty, mean little look. "And Percy always seemed like a well-behaved little boy to me."

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"That's the problem!" The redhead laughed. "You have no idea how pompous he was! Perfect Percy was a Prefect and then Head Boy, then he went to work for the ministry. He came back when it was important, though. That's when he finally stopped being such an utter prat." He grinned knowingly, as if Percy had been forgiven for all of his obnoxiousness.

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"If I recall, your father works for the Ministry too," James said teasingly, though he tried to think deeper about what George had said. It didn't make sense though, that Percy would leave home just to work for the ministry, and since it made no sense, he quickly disregarded the thought.

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"And he hasn't retired yet," He said fondly. "Though, I think he plans to do so soon..."

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James looked like he had been about to say something, but then his expression changed quite suddenly. "Good lord," he said. "What happened to your ear?" Maybe it was an insensitive thing to say, but it he had noticed it quite suddenly, and it had caught him off guard.

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"Just call me swiss cheese, Mister Potter." George couldn't help but laugh at James' lack of tact. "It got hexed off a while back. It's a good conversation starter, though, innit?"