RP: The First Annual Spring Festival - Day Two

[tt_ginny]

Date: 10 March 2002
Characters: Ginny Weasley, Marcus Flint, Open to Anyone
Setting: The Festival
Content: PG
Status: Public : Open



She waved as she passed the current gave of Living Chess, gripping her broom tightly as she jogged over to whisper a tip in the ear of the young girl playing the Knight. Her game this morning had gone great, though they'd played against a local team from Three, and not any that had the professionals in them. She'd caught the Snitch though and that's what had her grinning from ear to ear as she went looking for the coffee stand, remembering what Alicia had said. If Flint reverted back to his vile attitude with her, she's cure herself of these lingering thoughts.

There were two very lively volleyball games going on at this end of the beach but Ginny could see at least two more at the far end and what looked like a game of cricket, too. She passed a juggler entertaining a group of young children and stopped at one of the beer stands to ask directions. Now heading in the right direction, Ginny knew she was in the right place when she saw Viktor and his teammates had transfigured some rocks into chairs. He lifted a hand to her and she returned the wave with a smile but didn't go over, heading instead to the coffee stand, checking the time as she did.

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[tt_hestia]

It was after she had realized she had confused 'bursitis' and 'capsulitis' that Hestia realized she needed a break from studying. While the major items of medicine hadn't changed (do no harm and keep them from the brink), there had been several changes in the day-to-day activities of medicine. So even though she was now officially a Healer for the settlements, she still needed to get caught up on the newest advancements. Saturday had been spent reading through instead of attending the festival and Hestia had planned on using Sunday to continue studying. But confusing the two words had her realizing that a break was definitely in order.

So she had gone over to Settlement Two, watched a couple of the games that had been going on, joined in on an impromptu dance party by one of the bands, and wandered around until she found herself watching a football match. That is until the man who was sitting down next to her caught her attention. It took a few seconds for her to recognize him though. Mainly it was that he looked hale and hearty, rather than having the aftereffects of being in a fight with a dark wizard.

"...Auror Wiggleswade?" Hestia asked him, turning to face him. "Hestia Jones," she said. "I was a Healer at Mungo's."

[tt_dempster]

"Jones! I remember you, don't be ridiculous," he shook his head and laughed, grateful for the familiar face in the crowd.

"How are you settling in? I didn't know you'd come through." He tried to be tactful with those who had... come back and through. He leaned back and let the sun dry his face and squinted through the sun at her.

[tt_hestia]

She grinned as a laugh escaped her. He did remember her; that was a relief. Else this was going to become a very awkward convesation very quickly. "Better safe than sorry," Hestia replied with a smile.

"I came through the sixteenth of February," she said. Odd that he didn't know. Hestia thought that all of the security personnel would know when an unexpected arrival came through. Security precautions and all. Especially with not having caught the person who attacked Hermione. "It's been an adjustment. But it's been going well for the most part." She gestured to the spot next to him. "May I?"