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velvetfictionTitle: That Kind of Day
Character(s): Ginny
Rating: PG for language
Word Count: 100
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“Bloody hell,” she swore, and cursed again. Six brothers had given her a large vocabulary from which to draw on, and now they were even helping her to expand into other languages.
But none of the languages could quite convey the day she had been having. If it could go wrong, it had. Ink spilling on scrolls, staircases refusing to go to the correct hallway, even her own shoelaces had betrayed her.
Ginny was starting to feel that she needed to get Seamus to teach her something inappropriate in Gaelic – clearly, there was someone named Murphy sitting on her shoulder.
Character(s): Ginny
Rating: PG for language
Word Count: 100
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“Bloody hell,” she swore, and cursed again. Six brothers had given her a large vocabulary from which to draw on, and now they were even helping her to expand into other languages.
But none of the languages could quite convey the day she had been having. If it could go wrong, it had. Ink spilling on scrolls, staircases refusing to go to the correct hallway, even her own shoelaces had betrayed her.
Ginny was starting to feel that she needed to get Seamus to teach her something inappropriate in Gaelic – clearly, there was someone named Murphy sitting on her shoulder.