☆ BONFIRE NIGHT PARTY ★ OTA!

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When: Bonfire Night, November 5th.
Rating: Crazy kids mean this will be updated as needed.
Characters: EVERYONE \8U/
Summary: MCKIRK APARTMENT PARTY ahhhh. Please comment under the corresponding header for wherever your character is so we have a loose system! Assume the party's in full-swing when you arrive and handwave however you heard about it, the surprise all-day-long darkness mean the evening's activities just went into overdrive. Notifs are off, threadjack to your heart's content but remember to heed the post-it's in the bathroom: if you throw up, you're on clean up!

 

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[medicos]

[ so incredibly drunk, are you? mccoy is just going to sit on the edge of his desk watching her fumble by the wall for a moment with mild amusement before actually speaking up. ]

I can smell the gunpowder from here.

[hexuality]

[Excuse you, she is not drunk, just... relaxed. And looking for somewhere to be so. She tips her head back against the wall and breathes deeply and carefully, though it doesn't hurt nearly so much now that there's delicious booze and magic buzzing under her skin and when Bones speaks, she looks up almost guiltily, a glimpse of the troublemaking student and daughter she is back home.

Then she grins, a bit lazily.]

Oh, hullo. Erm... [Sipping at her drink. There's soot on her face..] Well, been making fireworks , haven't I? 'M brilliant.

[medicos]

[ headache's not going to be so brilliant the next morning, but if ginny's crashing at the house, bones might be persuaded to give out some hangover remedies and cook a giant fry up for everybody.

but who knows. ]

Clearly.

[ they're nice fireworks, evidently. ]

You done with those, or are you going back to the roof later?

[hexuality]

[She keeps bottles of hangover potion at home. She is a witch. She is magic. But neither of that is very evident at the moment because she is just huddled on the floor, nursing her drink, lips settled at the edge of the glass almost in a pout because she feels like the look he's shooting her is mildly disapproving. (It isn't, Weasley, get over yourself.)

Ginny shifts his gaze to the window when a rocket whizzes past, illuminating her softening expression.]

Maybe I'll go back up. They're my brothers. [A pause, brows knitting. No, that's not right.] They're like my brothers. Well, and my brothers invented them too, so they're my brothers'. [She grins.] D'you like them? Made your ship.

[medicos]

[ it's hardly that. he just looks grumpy all the time. ]

I saw it. Did Jim tell you what it looks like?

[hexuality]

Drew it for me.

[She makes a ship with her hand, three middle fingers stuck together and thumb and pinky out as it flies through the air in front of her.]

Wooosh. [Then she grins, eyes closing.] Worked on them since he posted about this party. Was a good project, after everything—making people happy with magic.

[medicos]

After what happened during October, everyone needs a little bit of that.

[ even bones, although he probably won't admit that at all, the eternal grump that he is. ]

Y'got enough fireworks to last for the entire night?

[hexuality]

Yeah.

[She laughs and it tapers off into a groan as she wraps one arm around herself, one gleaming eye cracking open to look at him. She's still grinning, of course.]

Did a set in all your colours, too. Want to see? [And she puts her glass down, scrambling to get up somehow but it's a bit more difficult than she anticipated when she can't quite bend the way she ought aaaaaand yes, drunk.] Oof.

[medicos]

[ bones just snorts. ]

Maybe later. Just stay put for now since you can't even get up.

[ he doesn't want to be responsible to you accidentally bending yourself in half or something, what with how you're contorting yourself in order to stand up. ]

Do you want some water?

[hexuality]

[Yes, well, bruised ribs are never very kind. Ginny sits back with her legs splayed out in front of her and raises her brows at him at the question, then smirks. Her wand is in her hand, next, and she taps it against her glass to conjure a new, empty one and then she taps that and declares,]

Aguamenti. [AND BEHOLD IT IS FILLED WITH WATER. Ginny beaaaaams.] Got water. Made water! [Now tapping her nose with her wand.] Magic.

[medicos]

[ god, stop doing that in front of him. ]

Okay, little miss show-off, you've got your water. Now drink it.

[hexuality]

[NEVER. She eyes him with hazy amusement, rolling the glass of water between her palms on the flat of her thigh.]

You didn't come in here to babysit me, you're hiding from everyone else acting exactly the same way. 'S alright, don't worry.

[medicos]

I'm not hiding.

[ guys, stop saying that word, he's really not!! ]

I'm taking a break from playing host, and I like my breaks in relative solitude.

[hexuality]

You're brilliant. But 'm sorry. Okay. Shhhh.

[And with that, she falls into a comfortable silence, not drinking her water but not leaving either. She's honestly content to just sit here with someone who reminds her a lot of home and family, in some way, and she just sort of watches the fireworks outside the window instead.]

[medicos]

Drink the water.

[ doctor mode 8( ]

[hexuality]

Drink your scotch.

[Smirking at him.]

'M just relaxing, Doctor. Everyone's always telling me to.

[medicos]

[ he does drink the scotch, you don't have to tell him that 8( ]

'Cause you've been up there all day, m'guessing.

[hexuality]

'Cause 'm a Gryffindor and have to run round and do everything always.

[She looks a bit morosely into her glass of water, prodding the surface of it with her fingertip.]

Don't know how to be anything else. [There's a long pause then she finally decides to drink it, asking abruptly,] Can I stay here?

[medicos]

Brave and loyal, right?

[ something like that. ]

You mean in the office or after the party's over? You can do both.

[hexuality]

I'd like both, please.

[Then she smiles at him, quiet and hazy, before looking back down into her glass again.]

Mmhm. Brave. Loyal's Hufflepuff, reckon... yeah, I'll make you that one. Loyal and hardworking badgers.

[medicos]

Badgers.

[ bones' lips curl into a small smile. ]

D'you know - Jim wants a future curse to turn me into a hamster someday.

[ it'll happen eventually. ]

[hexuality]

I can turn you into a hamster!

[Suddenly SO ENTHUSIASTIC!!]

[medicos]

[ HOLDS HANDS UP IN THE UNIVERSAL PLEASE STOP GESTURE. ]

No, thank you. I enjoy being a human a lot.

[hexuality]

Me too. Haven't turned into an animal here yet. Been a bloke, though, twice. I think.

[Peering at him with interest.]

You'd be so adorable as a hamster.

[medicos]

No.

[ excuse you. ]