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The Boy Who Lived ([info]greeneyedboy) wrote in [info]riddikulus,
@ 2008-02-10 16:15:00


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Who:Harry Potter and Ron Weasley
When: Sunday Evening
Where: Gryffindor 7th Year Boys' Dormitory to start and then...who knows where
What: Broken arms and bruised hearts mean - time to get dead pissed!
Rating: PG for Underage Drinking (gasp!)
Status: Complete



Harry sighed, watching Ginny limp her way out of the boys' dormitory; she glanced back once more at Harry, as if he would develop a new injury in the time it took her to walk away, and he waved weakly back with the arm that was not in the sling. Just minutes ago, he had finally returned to the room after being confined to the hospital wing to repair the disaster of his body after the Quidditch match.

It was no secret that Madame Pomphrey was a skilled healer, but she had nearly worked a miracle on Harry's arm, healing the three awkward breaks. Still hurts like a bloody bitch though - and I'm pretty sure that 'deep tissue injury' is codeword for 'agonising pain just for the bunk of it.' He rubbed at his eyes, his face radiating pain from the mass of bruises and scrapes on it; it was astounded that Ginny even kissed him, looking like this. Like a lorry had run him over, followed by a good squashing by a large, rather grumpy packaderm. Which was fine: Harry would rather think about the pain in his body than how raw the anguish was over losing the game.

He looked over at Ron with a rueful smile. "I got her to go get her ankle looked at," he said. Harry sighed again. "This sodding blows."

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-10 10:52 pm UTC (link)
Ron grunted from his spot on his bed, rubbing his eyes and sighing. It more that blew. Ron was completely depressed. How could they lose after an amazing game like that? Stupid bludger had to knock Harry down. Bloody unfair.

"S'bloody unfair, is what it is. Damn Slytherins looking all smug and stupid." Ron grumbled, heaving himself up to a sitting position on his bed and sliding off to look under it. "Think it's about time for that firewhiskey, eh? Merlin knows I need it." Reaching under his bed, he pulled out a box and then opened it, revealing a brand new bottle of firewhiskey. "Bless you, Charlie." He said, holding up the bottle and walking over to Harry.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-10 10:58 pm UTC (link)
Harry struggled back into a sitting position, looking at the bottle with interest. I have wanted to - loosen up. And when else would I need it more than right now? "He's a right brilliant man," Harry agreed.

He pursed his lips and looked around. Seamus had been up before - should they shut the curtains and cast some protective and get pissed here? Or find a classroom or whatnot. "Should we stay here?" he asked aloud.

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-10 11:03 pm UTC (link)
Ron looked around. The room was empty at the moment and he had heard Seamus and Dean mentioning they'd be studying most of the afternoon and he figured Neville was off with Linda.

"It's as good a place as any." Ron said, sitting on the edge of Harry's bed near the end. "Maybe just some charms on the curtains and, you know, imperturbable charms... Don't think anyone else will be around." He shrugged. "Plus, I reckon walking in the halls with this bottle isn't the best idea." He held up the bottle, shaking it for emphasis.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-10 11:07 pm UTC (link)
"You mind casting the spells and -?" Harry said, looking down at his arm and even wincing internally at the ache when he moved his neck. Oh for bloody sake, it's not as bad as Cruciatus. Or growing back a whole arm. He shuddered at the memory and tossed a pillow at Ron. "I think it'll hold. The other blokes knew I needed to rest, they'll think I'm just sleeping. Perfect plan."

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-10 11:10 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, exactly." Ron agreed, grabbing his wand from his pocket and pointing it at the curtains. First he cast a charm to keep them shut, tucking his legs under him at the foot of the bed. Catching the pillow, he smiled slightly and put it on the end of of the bed, leaning on it as he pointed his wand at the curtains again and said, "Muffliato." He said, dropping his wand on the blanket.

"That should do it." He said, reaching for the bottle and uncorking it. "Shall you do the honours or shall I?" He asked, grinning, and for the first time since the match, feeling like doing so.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-10 11:14 pm UTC (link)
"Oh no, mate. As founder of the feast - or at least a relation to him - I think it's bloody well your privilege to do this off right," Harry said grandly, sweeping his hand for royal emphasis. "Too bad it's not as dramatic as popping a cork from champagne."

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-10 11:17 pm UTC (link)
Ron bowed slightly, grinning at Harry as he did so. "I thank you sir." He said before tossing the cork aside somewhere on the floor and raising the bottle in the air.

"Cheers, mate." He said, bringing the bottle to his face. "Bottom's up!" He called as he took a long swig, wincing at the burning he felt as it went down his throat. "Bloody hell that's strong." He said, taking a deep breath and handing the bottle over to Harry.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-10 11:20 pm UTC (link)
"I know something stronger," Harry said with a secretive smile, shaking his head slightly as he took a long shot from the bottle. His body twinged in pain, so he stubbornly did a second.

Shrugging, he gave the bottle back to Ron. With a sheepish grin, he explained, "Well. I didn't want it to be lonely there in my belly. I gave it a mate."

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-10 11:32 pm UTC (link)
"Oi, mate, you been holding out on me?" Ron asked as he took the bottle back from his friend and took another long swig, wincing again slightly but starting to get used to the feeling of it burning as it went down his throat.

"Charlie's awesome eh? Sending me this? Said he figured I could use it for a bit of fun. Brilliant, really. He's the only one who'd do something like this... Bill wouldn't, don't think. Fred and George might but it'd probably be cursed or something." He smiled slightly and took another sip, passing the bottle back.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 12:02 am UTC (link)
"I don't think you'd want it," Harry laughed, shaking his head as he took the bottle again. Tipping it back, he let the liquid charge down his throat, warming the places in him he was sure would chill back down once he was sober - but until then, he was warm.

He took a second large gulp, a whole mouthful, shuddering as it his his stomach.

"Naw I figgure if George and Fred had a bottle of this, they'd totally intend to send it to you - but then be bloody detoured and drink it all themselves," he laughed again, passing the bottle back.

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 12:04 am UTC (link)
Ron started to feel the effects of the firewhiskey after his third or so sip and was now feeling rather giddy and giggly. After Harry finished speaking he erupted in a fit of giggles, taking the bottle and gulping some down in between, causing it to slightly dribble down his chin.

"Shite." He said, wiping it off and then giggling again.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 12:18 am UTC (link)
Harry gasped, grabbing the bottle and waving it at Ron. "Don' waste the whisky ye arse," he scolded, taking three gulps with large shivers in between: one for each break in his arm. And then another to grow on.

Slowly, Harry set the bottle in his lap. "I don' tink th' las'un was a good idea," he said woozily, reaching up to adjust his glasses and frowning as he remembered that they had been broken in the fall. I have magic eyes now! he thought in awe, forgetting that Madame had charmed in his contacts again.

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 12:24 am UTC (link)
Ron raised his hands in defense, giggling madly as he did so. Apparently he was a giggling drunk.

"Alrigh', alrigh' sorry... dun h've a cow." He said, reaching over and grabbing the bottle again to take another swig. When he moved to lay back, he hit his head on the post of the bed and this only made him giggle more. "Shtupid ting..." He said, reaching up to smack it before drinking again.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 12:53 am UTC (link)
I think - Ron's gone mad.

Harry stared at Ron in bewilderment, taking the bottle and holding it tight, like a baby. "I think y'gonna hur'tit," he said seriously. "It dun nottin' but be good to us, ye see, and you go'n and hur'tit?" Harry shook his head violently before taking another long drink and then holding it again. "I'll keep you safe," he said in a whisper to it. "Ron's go'n and be daft prolly tinkin' of Her'mi'nee."

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 12:59 am UTC (link)
"Hey!" Ron said, holding out his arm and shaking his hand, trying to indicate that he wanted the bottle. "Dun hog it!" He protested, shaking his hand even more and waiting for Harry to give it to him.

Ron giggled at the sound of Hermione's name. "Mhmmm... Her-mo-ninny." He laughed again, picturing sodding Viktor Krum trying to pronounce her name and not being able to. "Love her, I do." He mumbled rubbing at his eyes. "Held 'er 'and lash nigh' eh?" Ron nodded in emphasis. "I did."

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 01:03 am UTC (link)
Harry peered at Ron and shook his head, taking a sip and then putting it on the shelf behind the bed. "Stay," he told the bottle seriously. "Youssir have had enuff," Harry said sternly. "If ya puke, whaddilido huh?"

He nodded sagely a few times as he said, "Yes, ye luf her. House elves in Bulgaria know tat Ron. Bliiiind house elves," he restated solemnly. "Ye dinnit kiss 'er. Ron."

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 01:06 am UTC (link)
Ron shrugged, attempting to reach for his wand to summon the firewhiskey to him but not being able to locate it or able to do the spell frankly.

"Couldn'" He said, shrugging again and scratching his neck. "Dun like me like t'at, does she?" He mumbled, feeling rather depressed about it. "Prolly hex m'lips off or sumthin'."

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 01:09 am UTC (link)
"Oi! Iffa gotta tell ye one more time mate, she dun like ye like tat, yeshe does!" Harry protested. "You two, you're both stark raving daft for each other but ye be more daft bout makin' a mofe! I tink so. The house elves tink so too," he added primly, pointing the index finder of his free hand up in the air to make his point.

He stared at his finger for a moment. I see you! But I don't really much feel you.

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 01:13 am UTC (link)
"Yer nutters!" Ron exclaimed, looking around for his wand again and finally finding it under his leg. Pulling it out, he pointed it in the general direction of his bed and yelled out "Achio choclot frogs!." And when nothing happened, he cursed. "Fuck. 'Kay, one more time." Concentrate, Ronnie. "Accio chocolate frogs." He said trying to be very clear and when they soared through the air and onto the bed, he grinned.

"Wan' one?" He asked, tossing one over to Harry.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 01:20 am UTC (link)
"Yes," Harry said with a touch of giddiness, unwrapping a frog carefully and then waving in greeting at Nicholas Flamel's card. "I luf them. I luf only a few tings but these be one offa em."

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 01:22 am UTC (link)
Ron grinned and nodded as he took a bite of his chocolate frog. "Couldn' agree more, mate." He said, chewing and then swallowing, all the while with a big smile on his face.

"Hey." He said, kicking Harry's foot with his. "Yer m'best mate, eh? Know that?"

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 01:30 am UTC (link)
"An' yer mine," Harry nodded. His face broke into a sunny smile, and he held up that single finger again. "Wun day? Imma gonna marry yer sister then we'll be brudders and not jus' bess mates," he said proudly.

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 01:34 am UTC (link)
Ron looked at him in surprise. "Yeah? Marry 'er? Ye' want to?" He had no idea Harry had even thought of something like that. Though he never wanted to hear details of their relationship, he didn't think there was a greater bloke for his sister.

"Long as I'm yer best man, eh?" He grinned, tossing Harry another chocolate frog and opening a second himself.

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[info]greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 01:44 am UTC (link)
Reaching back for the bottle, Harry grabbed it and looked at it, arching an eyebrow. "Hello again," he told it in an earnest voice. It was incredible: he was holding the bottle, but he really had no feeling in either arm. Forget Skel E Go: this whiskey was a cure all!

Harry took a swig and nodded. "Yep I tol'er las' night and she said she'd be right wid it since ye know Gin she'd have a bloody cow if I dinnit run sumtin by her," he said with an exaggerated sigh, all of the words beginning to mush together as the alcohol truly kicked into Harry's bloodstream.

"You'll be bes' mate!" he crowed. He took a swig of the whiskey and held it in the air with his good hand. "Here's ta th'weddin'! And ye'd be in charge of a lad's night." He looked at the whiskey and told it lovingly, "You can come too. You're a mate now, yeah!"

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[info]spidersbegone
2008-02-11 01:48 am UTC (link)
Ron grinned and let out a laugh at the firewhiskey being their mate now. Taking the firewhiskey from his friend and having a sip, he held up the bottle.

"Cheers, mate." He said happily. "Cheers."

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