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The Lost Prophecy
Something Wicked This Way Comes
When Things Come Together 
25th-Feb-2006 12:19 am
George scratched the top of his head and yawned. He'd just barely managed to get dressed, get a strong cup of tea, and shuffle to the front of the Diagon Alley shoppe to open the register when there was a loud banging on the locked door.

"We're not open! Still a minute to go!" He shouted, trying to ignore the impatient person out front.

"Bullocks, hold your hippogriffs," the redhead snorted, walking to the front door, unlocking it and then sighing.

"Oh...it's you," he replied with a smirk, leaving the door open and going about what he was doing moments ago to ready the shoppe for the day. "I should have known by the way you were slamming your dainty fist against the door it was you," he grinned, then looked up as they entered the shoppe.

"So, what brings you by at so early a time?"
27th-Feb-2006 12:59 am (UTC)
"Well nice to see you too Weasley," Katie said dryly as she pushed by him and walked into the shoppe. "Slamming my fist? Please, If I can be a hell of a lot louder then that. So what took you so long to answer the bloody door? According to your sign, your suppose to be open five minutes ago."

Shrugging off her cloak, she laid it over the counter top as she looked up at him. "Early? Its not that early, I've been working for three hours. As for what brings me by? There has been another attack."

"I just came from the scene, do you have any coffee and a place we can talk?"
27th-Feb-2006 05:30 am (UTC)
George winked at the woman. "Trust me, I well know you can be a hell of a lot louder than that...in many things," he grinned with mischief.

"We're not open till...bloody hell, this damned watch is losing time again," he groaned, looking at his wrist watch, putting the watch near his ear to hear its soft sound. "And no remarks about losing time. I can just see it driving you crazy to make some smart arse remark," he added for good measure.

"Trust me, Kate, it's too bloody early for any normal folk to be out and about for three hours," he groaned, stifling a yawn. "I need my beauty rest after all," the redhead smirked as he walked back to the door and flipped over the sign to read open.

His eyes became wide and his pulse raised. "Another attack? Merlin, where? Who? Sure, I've some tea still on the stove in the back...a bit strong, but you'll survive," he added, walking back to the front door and once again flipping the sign back to say closed.

"Come on, we can talk back in the kitchen," George suggested. "How many attacks does that make so far? Six? Seven?" He bantered as she followed him down the hall.

"And where was this one at? Nearby?"
2nd-Mar-2006 03:18 am (UTC)
“What is it about wizards having shagging on the brain all of the time,” she replied dryly at George’s cheeky remark. “And I am not that loud,” Katie insisted as an after thought as she turned a slight shade of red.

She bit back a smirk as she regarded her lover, “not even I would make a remark about that, because that George Weasley – would be too easy. So, did you bother to wind the thing up last night?”

Some of us have to hunt down the bad guys you know, as for you needing your beauty sleep,” she trailed off, a large grin on her face as she looked him up and down. “I think that would be too easy as well,” Katie chuckled.

“Tea would be fine. And it makes six attacks. This one was on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. It is a messy crime scene,” she said quietly as she slumped into a chair and placed the file on the table.
4th-Mar-2006 03:17 am (UTC)
"I sincerely compliment and thank you for controlling yourself at this early hour of the morning," George cracked with a laugh as he went about finding a clean mug for the woman. "Need to get around to washing these things...." he shyly shrugged, taking out his wand and pointing in that direction, then smiling as the sink filled with hot sudsy water and the dishes went about getting clean.

"Tea it is," he mused, pouring Katie a large, dark, strong cup of the liquid and sitting it down before her. George smirked when she took her first sip and grimaced.

Sitting before her, his own cup of tea topped off, George went to slide the file over to him but Katie's hand on the item stopped him.

"Okay. Six attacks...well, we can rule out where they take place as being a big factor. Seems like whatever or whomever is doing such is not set to any set distance or setting. Where did the last one take place? In fact, if nothing else, these attacks seem to be getting closer to Hogsmeade."

"...It's men and women, right? Young and old? Bloody hell, they definitely don't discriminate..."

"Have there been any witnesses?" George asked, a bit giddy of such a mystery.
5th-Mar-2006 04:23 am (UTC)
Taking the mug from George, Katie raised her mug in salute before taking a sip. You can always do what I do, hire someone to come into the place once a week and clean. It’s not as expensive as you think it is.”

Wincing as the strong tasting liquid slid down her throat, she arched a brow as she looked up at her lover. “Are you sure that’s tea?” she grinned before reaching for the sugar.

“Yeah, there were six attacks. And I agree, I don’t think where they take place factors into it at all. They are just too random.”

Yawning, she took another drink of her tea as she leaned back in her chair. “The last attack was at those farms on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. You know, those big red and white ones.”

“No – there hasn’t been any witnesses. They’ve been killing everyone they attack
6th-Mar-2006 11:44 pm (UTC)
"Hmmm..." George sighed, rubbing his chin and looking over some of the photos and files.

"So this last person is the only one left alive from after these attacks? Is the Ministry certain of this?"

He then turned to look at Katie who jumped upon hearing the loud pop of someone apparating into the front of the shoppe.

"No worries..." the redhead reassured with a grin as the witch grabbed for her wand. "I'd know that annoying git anywhere," he smiled broadly as a shadow darkened the kitchen doorway.
6th-Mar-2006 11:58 pm (UTC)
"Yeah - they are the only surivor from all the attacks. From the brutality of it, I am very suprised that they are still alive."

"Of course the Ministry is keeping it all under raps and downplaying everything," Katie scowled.

Turning her head around and looking toward the door, she asked, "Don't they realise just what time it is?"
7th-Mar-2006 12:00 am (UTC)
"There you are you lazy bas...Bell..." Fred stumbled, fully intent on harassing his twin as he looked to Katie, then turned his attention back to George. "I was wondering if you'd slept through the alarm again when I noticed the shoppe wasn't open yet," he commented walking to the stove and fixing himself a cup of tea.

Sighing as he drank the strong liquid, he walked across the room and glanced over Katie's shoulder to look at the scattered sketches and enchanted photos and such. "Hmmmm...a little light reading, aye?"

"So tell me, Bell, what brings you round here so early in the morning with such a collection of items?" He quizzed, still hovering above her. "And before you ask, you grinning rot," he looked to a very amused George from across the table, "the other shoppe isn't open yet either, I needed to pop in and grab a few things from here to take back--special order today you know."

7th-Mar-2006 12:29 am (UTC)
“Nice to see you too Weasley,” Katie replied dryly as she turned her attention back to her tea and the files in front of her. “And to answer your question, he did sleep in. I had to bang on the door for several minutes before he draged his arse down to the door to let me in.”

“Light reading? Yeah – I guess you can call it that. Early in the morning? Weasley, I’ve been here for almost fourty minutes now and have been up for hours now.”

“As for what I am doing here. George has been good enough to help me by looking over these files for me. This one,” she exlaimed as she motioned to the pictures scattered over the table, is the crime scene from this morning. It’s the sixth attack in the last few weeks and happened not to far from Hogsmeade.

“I wish I could bloody well figure out why this wizzard surived,” she scowled as she pushed the pictures away in annoyance.

“So how is Tonksie and the baby?”
7th-Mar-2006 03:38 am (UTC)
Fred just shook his head and placed his nearly empty cup of tea to the table. "You Ministry types just get up way to bloody well early in the morning for any normal wizard or witch," he sighed as George nodded his agreement.

Straightening, Fred grinned. "Tonks and the baby are doing quite well. I swear I think Andi has grown like wildfire in this short time," he chuckled, exaggerating a good bit. "Good Weasley appetite on that little one," he said most proudly.

"Though Tonks don't say it and won't to me, I think she's starting to miss her work a bit...but that's between you, me and the git over there," he added, George giving him a dour face.

"I've got to get out of here, I'm running late as is," Fred announced, glancing once more to the table's contents and turning to leave.

"You know...what if all these attacks are related, but not related," he thought aloud. "What if...now this is just an idea, what if some are to throw you off the real crime."

Both Katie and George stared at him as if he'd gone mad. "Don't you two ever read mystery novels? The Muggles have some most excellent ones dealing with Sherlock Holmes...you both must read those, Hermione loaned them to me years ago...quite intriguing..a bit far fetched upon occasion, but most interesting. Could teach you two a little something too," he mused with a laugh then departed to the stockroom.
8th-Mar-2006 02:32 am (UTC)
Katie arched a brow as she regarded her lover’s brother. “What can I say, the bad guys never sleep,” she drawled as she took another drink of her tea. “You have no idea what I’d give for them to keep hours from nine to five, because I am no morning person,” she explained as she smirked at George.

“She must be getting big. Tell Tonksie that I’ll try to get over in the next couple of days.
Knowing her, she is no doubt missing work. But, I think she’s better off at home. Things are pretty bad at the office these days. I for one am getting tired of seeing nothing but death and destruction,” she sighed as she gestured toward the crime scene photos in front of her.

Throwing us off,” Katie repeated. “I – no,” she exclaimed. That would be to easy, and they never make things that easy.”

“And I don’t see how some muggle Holmes could help solve wizzarding attacks,” Katie said as she watched him leave the room.

“He thinks Muggle mystery novels can help us figure this out,” she asked in disbelief at the silly idea as she shook her head.
12th-Mar-2006 02:54 am (UTC)
Moments later Fred walked back down the hall, arms laden with various items, as he stopped in the doorway to the kitchen.

"I'll let Tonks know you might be dropping in soon. And between you and me, I'm glad she's not back at work yet...but I'll never admit that again," he chuckled as he took one step forward and then stepped back.

"And don't always disregard the blatantly obvious. Some times it's staring you so boldly in the face you can't help but over look it...for example...all of George's faults, and still you hang out with the likes of that sorry lout," Fred grinned most mischievously, he knew, George didn't have to tell his secret between he and Katie--Fred just knew.

Then finally moving into the main shoppe, Fred shouted at the top of his lungs. "George Weasley, are you going to just sit back there all day on your lazy arse or are you ever going to open the shoppe?"

With those last words, Fred apparated back to Hogsmeade.
12th-Mar-2006 03:03 am (UTC)
"I'm not on my lazy arse!" George loudly shouted back, quickly standing. "Annoying prat... And just how do you think the other shoppe is open with you here?" He then heard Fred apparate away.

George then looked to Katie and saw the surprised expression on her face. "I swear to you, I never once told the sorry git about us. Honest," he emphasized, hands in the air in a placating manner. "He's just...he...we...it's one of those some times annoying things we each can figure out. Normally it works to our advantage--some days--not."

Sighing and sitting back down, intent on changing the subject from his brother's passing remarks on the state of his love life--though vaguely hinted at they were, George spoke up. "Maybe reading some Muggle book might help," he shrugged. "I've heard of crazier ideas."

He then stood, hearing a knock upon the shoppe's front door. "Guess I should get up off my lazy arse and open u[," he admitted with a grin. "But don't tell Fred I said he might be right--I'd never be able to live with him then. He's damned annoying now."
13th-Mar-2006 02:29 am (UTC)

“No worries – I never heard you say it,” she chuckled as she took another sip of her tea.

Katie arched a brow as she regarded Fred as he all but told her he knew of her and George. Shrugging, she leaned back in her chair. “What can I say, he may have his faults but Hanging around George has its befits. And those strengths keep me coming back for more,” she smirked.

She shook her head as Fred left the Shoppe. “Well – that was interesting. Is he always like that?

“Am I keeping you from opening up the Shoppe, because we can always go over the rest of this later. I’ll be home and I can make us dinner?” she suggested.
13th-Mar-2006 03:35 am (UTC)
"Like what?" George asked absently, not realizing what she meant at first. "Oh...you mean like that...well no, today was a rather down day, he must not have slept well, " the redhead laughed. "I'm the handsome one of the two of us, Fred has to make it up some how and he pretends to be the smart one...but we all know the truth," he smirked with amusement in his eyes.

George sighed and walked to the sink to put away his cup. "I probably should open the shoppe. But definitely, if you'd like the help, I'll be by around, seven, is that fine?"

He then grinned. "And dinner too? I never turn down a meal, you know that."
13th-Mar-2006 03:47 am (UTC)
"Newborn infant and all, I imagine sleep was the last thing he got," she mused as she drained the rest of the tea in her mug. "Merlin that stuff is potent."

"I'd apprecaite the help. I - I really want to crack this open," she admitted as she gathered the files together and hugged them close.

"Yes - dinner to. I wouldn't invite you over to help me and not feed you," Katie exclaimed as she stood up and walked to the door.

See you tonight," she smiled as she apparated away with a loud pop.
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