Screaming At The Pitch

angiejohn @ 2007-08-05T22:15:00

2007-08-06T03:20:33Z

Who: Angelina & Lee
When: Saturday Night
Where: Throng!
What: A dance. A very, very nice dance.

(Not particularly, since I'm about to upset all the men in this room by having you.)

Owl Post

2007-07-03T02:34:02Z

To: Lee Jordan
From: Angelina Johnson

Lee,

~~I wanted to~~
~~Thanks for~~

Mix something brilliant, yeah?

Angel Mine

Heyowl carries a mint condition copy of Help!

angiejohn @ 2007-07-01T16:50:00

2007-07-01T21:54:38Z

Who: Angelina and Hermione
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Used record shop in London
What: Shopping, Girl Talk, Evil Plots
Why: Because opposites attract

(But I'm really not sure what band says "I'm sorry I've been a great bloody git for the last few months and I'm sorry that I didn't see how special you were when it made sense and most of all I'm sorry I've been lying to you.")

angiejohn @ 2007-06-24T23:04:00

2007-06-25T04:08:08Z

Who: Angelina and Oliver
When: Sunday Evening
Where: Hyde Park Inn
What: Checking in on Angie

(You screw it up. So what? Try again. No one expects you to be perfect, Ang.)

COMPLETE

2007-06-24T00:49:35Z

*pushes into a different pub* *knows she only had two drinks and two drinks never bothered her before* *of course, she hasn't had a drop since February and maybe taking a swing of the potion before the whiskey wasn't the best idea she's had*

*mumbles to herself as she plops down at the bar* Christ, I am a fucking idiot.

*doesn't look up at the server behind the bar* Water. Please.

Ang/Oliver - COMPLETE

2007-06-22T04:19:53Z

*drums her fingers against the desk and thanks Merlin the phones have stopped ringing* *for once* *sighs and pulls out her laptop out* *might as well get some more work done while she has the chance* *is busy editing the piece due Monday and doesn't notice when the door opens* *its not until the little bell on the desk rings that she drags herself out of writing mode and looks up* *face breaks into a brilliant grin when she sees Oliver*

Captain! Jesus, it's lovely to see someone I know.

angiejohn @ 2007-06-14T14:24:00

2007-06-14T19:21:14Z

Who: Angie and Neville
Where: Hyde Park Inn
When: Thursday Afternoon
What: Delivery Time
Why: Because they haven't gotten caught. Yet.

(Right now the only thing on my list I expect to check off is "survive" and I'm not even always certain about that.)

Owl Post - Hermione Granger

2007-06-12T01:17:11Z

To: Hermione Granger, Unknown Location
From: Angelina Johnson, Hyde Park Inn at Paddington

Dear Hermione,

I apologise profusely for not being by the library lately. I'm barely able to catch a few hours of sleep at night with all the guests needing me. However Lav managed to do this with a smile and perfect hair is beyond me.

Hopefully I'll be able to stop by ~~before the end of the war~~ soon.

Any luck on that equation?

Angie

Links

2007-06-08T00:24:14Z

Who: Angie and Lav
When: Wednesday, June 6th
Where: St Mungos
What: Angie gets a chance to visit Lav
Why: Because she's been worried sick in the waiting room since Tuesday

(I'm sorry I wasn't there.)

Who: Angie and Lee
When: Wednesday, June 6th following Angie's visit with Lav
Where: Lee's flat
What: Turning to a friend and Lee's Gryffindor shows up
Why: Because she's hungry, tired and has no where else to go

(I can't expect to enjoy certain freedoms, when other people are dying for them. There's got to be something I can do.)

Angie/Lee, Wednesday, Early Evening - COMPLETE

2007-06-04T16:07:52Z

*leaves Mungo's right after her visit with Lav* *takes her first breath of fresh air in nearly a day* *turns to head for the Tube, anxious for a shower and clean clothes when she realises she still can't get into her room* *both would be really nice since she's stuck in a suit and heels and God only knows how awful she looks at the moment* *sighs and chews on her bottom lip for a moment, debating where to go*

*isn't really surprised where she ends up* *lingers outside the door to his flat for a few minutes, wondering if she should knock or just go elsewhere*

*mutters* Honestly, Johnson, where else are you going to go?

*knocks on the door and waits* *part of her praying he isn't home*

angiejohn @ 2007-06-04T08:44:00

2007-06-04T13:45:46Z

Who: Angelina and Leanne
When: Friday, June 1, After work
Where: The Leaky
What: An apology and questioning
Why: Because Angie is a git and obviously hiding something

(I don't think you're mad. Just eccentric.)

angiejohn @ 2007-06-03T17:00:00

2007-06-03T22:10:40Z

*finishes the last drop of coffee and crumples up the paper cup* *tosses it at the bin and misses* *sighs and rubs her eyes, fighting to stay awake* *coming back to the hotel Tuesday night still seemed like a dream* *talking to the Aurors, finding out that Lav had been hurt* *she'd rushed over to Mungo's just to be told that she couldn't see Lav until Wednesday* *hasn't slept at all and these damn chairs are uncomfortable and then some*

*spots Charlie leaving the room and bites her lip* *now is her chance to go in, but she can't seem to get up from the chair* *swallows back and wishes she had someone here with her during this* *pushes off the chair and slips to Lav's room* *pauses with her hand on the handle before taking a deep breath and opening it*

*the moment she enters the room she is almost knocked back from the enormous wave of grief she feels* *eyes well up, not only from the emotions surrounding her, but from knowing how much Lav is hurting* *gives a strangled gasp when she takes a good look at her friend*

*timidly* Lav?

angiejohn @ 2007-06-01T15:19:00

2007-06-01T20:20:07Z

Who: Charlie and Angelina
When: Saturday, May 26
Where: Jonas' Farm, Holyhead, Wales
What: Angie comes to poke at Charlie

Charlie: *grunts as he hauls a chunk of limb off of the fence -- the wind had kicked up the night before and brought down an old snag onto the fence and he'd promised Jonas to get it cleared and fixed before lunch....a rather optimistic promise as it turned out, since the snag had been good solid oak for the most part, with great rotten spots that had caused it to die and fall -- when the solid bits had hit the fence, it had shattered all the railings and both posts to either side before shattering the trunk itself into large, heavy and hard-to-move pieces* *sighs, wipes his face and, ever so briefly, considers taking off his shirt....but, no, its too cool even in the sun, he'd catch a chill, as hot as he was* *settles for just taking off the flannel outer shirt, leaving the high-necked cartigan style he wore underneath on* *tosses the flannel aside, puts his gloves back on and goes back to clearing debris, so he can take down the damaged fencing and put up new*

*starts when Doog suddenly bounds past him out of the brush -- he did like to chase the coneys out here -- with a bark, head up and ears perked as he stepped between Charlie and the main house and barn area*

Angie: *points her wand at her shoes, transfiguring the black heels into trainers* *she should have probably gone back to the hotel to change out of the skirt and blouse she was wearing, but then Lav might question where she was off to* *slides her wand up her sleeve just before she starts making her way towards the barn* Charlie?! You around? It's Angelina.

Charlie: *frowns as he peers toward the barn, spotting the figure walking across the yard* *grunts at Doog to come to heel as he starts through the pasture in that direction, wiping sweat off his brow, hand automatically going to push hair out of his face -- and grinning as he finds the blessedly short bits* *as soon as he gets close enough, he raises his voice slightly, just enough to be heard* .....over here. *smiles, just a little, and tips his head in curiosity as he looks through the fence at her* ....Hullo. ...wasn't expecting <I>you</I> today. *the emphasis is very faint, almost non-existant...but just enough of his surprise leaks through to provide it*

Angie: *grins brightly* No? *teases gently* Someone else then? Maybe my height.. blonde.. with a dog who I'm told this guy right here is quite taken with? *smiles at the wolfhound* Your paws are bigger than my dog. *holds her hand out to let him sniff her* *looks up at Charlie, eyes sparkling with a bit of mischief* I had an interview get finished early today and thought it'd be nice to see you. How've you been?

Charlie: *ears go buring scarlet, and he misses a step as he comes up to the fence, his toe catching on a tuft of grass* *flushing harder, he ducks his head a little, then looks over his shoulder at the area he'd been working on for a moment* *looking back, he watches in amusement as Doog takes his time sniffing Angelina from head to foot, taking particular interest in her right hand, her mouth, and one of her pockets* *gruffly* ...Oi. ...leave off, Doog. ...she's got no treats for you -- go chase those coney's out of the pasture, before they dig more holes for the filly to trip in. *waves his hand gently at the Wolfhound, who completely ignores him, shifting to try to sniff up under Angelina's skirt* ....Oi -- <I>Doog! </I>*sounding scandalized now, he slips through the fence to swat gently at the Wolfhound's tail and chase him off of the girl*

Angie: *laughs warmly* Well isn't he a Weasley through and through? *pats his head, trying to gently push him away from her skirt* *chuckles to herself, thinking what a sad state of affairs it is that the best action she's getting is from a dog*

*takes a deep breath in and grins* Merlin, it's lovely to be out of the city. I can see why Lavender comes out here so much. The only fresh air I get these days is taking Elvis out. *rocks back on her feet a little* Course if I did live in the country, I'd be going mad. *grins again* I'm just never happy, I guess.

Charlie: *finally manages a good swat on Doog's rear and sends the dog -- looking back reproachfully -- on his way* *glares after the Wolfhound to emphasise his point, then smiles slightly at Angie* *glances back at his broken fence, then sighs and gives up getting it fixed by lunch as a bad job* *pulls out his wand and flicks a temporary fix over the break -- adding a glamour so if the Muggle neighbours came by, no one would wonder about the glowing rails -- then turns back to Angie* ...cuppa? *nods toward the barn, inviting her up for tea*

Angie: Sounds brill. And probably a fair deal better than the sludge I tried drinking at the office. Whatever intern they have making the coffee needs a lesson or two. *wrinkles her face up in disgust* They seem to think coffee should be chewable.

*heads towards the stairs* Anything new going on? Aside from the fence you were just working on that is.

Charlie: *just grunts and leads the way up the stairs* *toes off his boots as he goes through the open door, and moves to set the kettle on* *eyes her a moment* *shrewdly* ...had lunch?

Angie: *shakes her head* No, but I'm not hungry anyway. Err.. had a bagel before coming over. That should last me till dinner.

Charlie: *eyes her, then goes about fixing a lunch for himself....and if he happens to cut and arrange enough for two, well, maybe he's very hungry, yeah?* *as he works* ..interview?

Angie: *sinks into one of the kitchen chairs* With the chairwoman for this fund-raiser. Some hospital is getting a new wing and it's the kind of fluff piece my editor likes. *small frown at that* S'not real news, but it pays the bills.

*drums her fingers against the table quickly*

Charlie: *listening, finishes making two sandwiches, and turns to pull down a glass from his cupboard* ...paying bills is good. *fills it with water, then pulls down a teacup and saucer, offering them to Angie* ....what kind of tea would you like?

Angie: *grins* Black tea is fine, Charlie. *takes the cup and saucer from him, setting them on the table*

How's work for you? Still helping with paperwork and all that?

Charlie: *nods and pulls out the tea, putting it into the tea basket and dropping it into the pot* ...paperwork, yeah. *pours the water over it and puts the pot on the table for Angie, with an egg timer to time the steeping* *wryly* .....not much good for anything else, at the moment. *plops a sandwich down in front of her* *decisively -- though his chin ducks slightly and his shoulders go up, hunch, and the hoarseness of his voice becomes more pronounced* ...you are hungry. ...eat.

Angie: *raises her brows a bit and smiles* Yes, Captain. *picks up the sandwich and takes a small bite* *she's really not hungry, but it's nice to see him asserting himself and she's not about to argue* It's good, thank you.

*attempts to sound nonchalant* So is it the sandwiches that keeps luring Lav over here or has another girl fallen to the Weasley charm?

Charlie: *blinks and frowns at her in confusion* ...Shan likes to run. *shrugs* .....and Doog likes to run with her. *nods out the window* ...........big fields, and a pond in the woods. *shrugs again*

Angie: *takes another bite of her sandwich to refrain from laughing* It's nice to have a place to run, I suppose. Though I know how nice it can be to spend time with you Weasley boys. *little smile* Maybe it's a combination of the two.

Charlie: *settles down with his own sandwich and a large glass of water* ....Greengrass runs out here sometimes too. *shrugs* ....'s a good field for running. *eyeing Angie curiously* ....you can run, too, if you wanted -- Jonas doesn't mind as long as you don't spook the horses.

Angie: *smiles again* You're incredibly sweet, Charlie. I can see why.. *stops before she says way too much*

And thank you, but I love running in the city. I'm not much of a country girl having grown up in London. *can't help herself* It takes a special sort of girl to appreciate this place

Charlie: *relaxing as she eats* *smiles, just a little* ....its too loud in the city.

Angie: *laughs* That's good since I'm too loud most of the time, yeah? I'm not sure I could ever settle down enough to be content in the country. *grins* My idea of peace and quiet is a pub when there isn't footie on the telly. Anything quieter than that and I get twitchy.

*takes a bite of her sandwich* *surprised at how good it is* *hasn't had a nice sandwich since she was living with Leanne and frowns visibly the moment Leeni's face comes to mind*

Charlie: *concentrates on his sandwich -- the work had made him hungry, and he quickly finishes the food* *hesitates, then gets up to make another* *glances at Angie* ...more tea? ...another sandwich?

Angie: *shakes her head* No thanks. Meeting a few coworkers later tonight and they'll never forgive me. *grins again* Thanks for the sandwich, Captain. Good to know you're still looking out for my arse.

Charlie: *grins at her* ....someone's got to make sure you play your best. *nods at her, cheerfully*

angiejohn @ 2007-05-31T10:46:00

2007-05-31T15:46:51Z

Who: Angie, Hermione and Luna
When: Wednesday, May 30th, Early Evening
Where: HQ Library
What: Making fun of Bill, Recruiting Hermione, Paper troubles and a bit of girl talk
Why: Because people that different must get along.

(It's almost like I have two Ravenclaws helping me.)

Wednesday Evening, Hermione, Angie and Luna, OPHQ

2007-05-29T01:21:39Z

*kicks the door to the library open with her foot, a loud CRACK! echoing throughout the room and castle* Oi, I should have let you carried more books than that. *grins as she drops a large stack of books on the closest table* You could use the muscles. *turns and takes the much smaller stack of books from Luna's arms as she follows behind Angie*

Owl Post

2007-05-23T16:46:21Z

To: Lav
From: Angie

Lav,

Elvis and I are taking a little holiday to Mum's. You've got my moblie number if you need anything.

Love,
Ang

Link

2007-05-22T13:37:52Z

Who: Angelina and Lee
When: Tuesday, May 22, Around 3:00 AM
Where: Lee's Flat
What: Angie's an idiot and Lee is rightly confused. And a kiss. Kind of.

(You think this is funny? "Let's see how far we can pull Lee's leg?")

angiejohn @ 2007-05-14T20:22:00

2007-05-15T01:27:52Z

Who: Angelina and Summerby
When: Monday, May 14, Afternoon
Where: St Mungo's
What: A little trip to the hospital
Why: Speed and speeding do not mix

(Christ, Summerby.. do you think a girl who is speeding around London on a motorbike is really the kind for skirts and stockings?)

angiejohn @ 2007-05-13T14:05:00

2007-05-13T19:09:03Z

Who: Lavender and Angelina
When: Sunday, May 13th, Early Afternoon
What: Sunday Brunch
Why: They've both made some observations

(But isn't holding back how you really feel just like lying?)

Sunday, Late Afternoon, Angelina and Oliver - COMPLETE

2007-05-07T02:30:28Z

*hasn't stopped smiling since she got back to her room at two in the morning, danced out, exhausted and happier than she'd been in over a month* *her good mood was enough reason to skip a dose from her potion flask* *even lunch with her Mum wasn't enough to wreck her mood and after Dad had hugged her goodbye, a bike ride seemed like a lovely idea* *without thinking, she'd ended up at Oliver's* *eases Baby to a stop in front of Oliver's building and swings off, setting the alarm with her wand*

*bounds up to his door and knocks quickly* Captain! You home?

Complete!

2007-05-04T15:12:25Z

Who: Fred and Angelina
When: Friday Afternoon
Where: Lav's Hotel
What: Angie comes across Fred on her way out the door

Fred: *Apparates into an unobtrusive spot, then walks around to the front of the Brown Hotel building -- a little late for his meeting with Lavender, but not too bad* *walks into the lobby, and looks around, impressed by how well the construction has progressed* *waits a moment, and when Lavender doesn't appear, he begins snooping around, looking for a buzzer or call bell or bell pull....* *finds an electrical socket, just behind a vase on the counter, and is distracted, pulling out his wand and beginning to poke at the openings in the electrical outlet*

Angie: *tugs on an old hooded sweatshirt as she quickly jogs down the hallway* *pushes the hood back off her head and grins brightly when she spots Fred* Oi, Weasley! *quickly rushes over to him, smiling* *bounces to a top in front of him and gives a cheesey grin* Whatcha doing here? *drums her fingers on the counter* You can't need a room with that flat of yours. So, what's going on? Why are you poking at outlets? You'll shock yourself silly, you git.

Fred: *jerks at the sound of his name, then slumps slightly when he sees who it is* Oh. Ang. *looks back at the outlet, then frowns at her* I'm not going to get shocked -- I know what I'm doing.

Angie: *speaks quickly, fingers still tapping against the counter* That's the first thing Mum told me growing up, you know. Never, ever, play with the outlet. *grins* Might very well be the only thing I listened to.

*glances down at her hand, a surprised look crossing her face at how quickly her fingers are moving* *makes a point to flatten her hand against the wood* *looks up at him and smiles again* You here to see Lav? *looks behind her* I don't think she's in right now. Maybe she took Shan for a walk.

Fred: *frowning grumpily* We had a da -- *hesitates, then frowns again* -- an appointment. I'm trying to work out a problem in a charm for her. *eyes Angie suspiciously* ...are you feeling all right?

Angie: *doesn't need to hear the second half of that word to figure out what he first meant to say* *gives him an unhappy look* Oh.

*takes a small step back from him* I'm fine. Brilliant even. *forces a smile onto her face* I'm living in a hotel and about to go run my arse off through Hyde Park. Then tonight I have a date with the telly and Elvis. *cuts a look to the door, anxious to get outside and take off while the potion is at it's strongest*

Fred: *with an aggrieved expression* Oi, Ang! *snags her arm before she can get away* Its not like that...! *grumphing at her* Its unofficial business -- its on my calendar as a 'date' to keep my boss from harping on me for doing this stuff on the side. All right? I'm not dating anyone at the moment. All right? *releases her, turning and leaning against the counter, arms crossing casually across his chest* You living here, now, then?

Angie: *eyes narrow* What happened to-- *breaks off before she gets herself into more trouble* *really needs to tell Neville about this lovely little effect* *its hard enough keeping her mouth shut in the first place*

*looks around the lobby* Yeah, I am.*as nice as Lav's offer was and she truly did appreciate it, there is still a part of her that hates not having anywhere to call home* *not to mention how she can't seem to do anything for herself lately* *tries for a cheerful tone, though it falls a little flat* It's rather glamorous, yeah? Far better suited for a soon to be famous writer than a sofa was.

*by now she's been standing still far too long and just wants to move* *gives another longing glance to the door*

Fred: *pointedly* Am I keeping you?

Angie: What? Um. No. *looks back to him* Just haven't been outside today much. *taps her right foot against the hardwood floor for a few seconds before changing to her left*

Fred: I see. *frowns at her* Angie. Are you all right? *grimacing* You're making me nervous.

Angie: I'm fine! *voices raises an octave* Really! *hands find the strings from the hood of her sweatshirt and begins playing with them* *knots the twin strings together* I just.. *frowns a little, trying to force herself to not dance in place* I ate half a pizza last night and I really need to go run if off. *chuckles* Have to keep my girlish figure, right?

Fred: *eyes her narrowly, but lets it go* All right. *nods at the door* Have a good run, then. *head tipping* I'll catch you up another time. *half smiles* After my hot date with Lavender Brown.

Angie: Yeah. *bounces on her feet for a second before grinning* You know where to find me. *quickly bolts for the door and runs down the steps onto the street faster than she is normally able to move*

Sunday Afternoon - COMPLETE

2007-04-29T15:51:23Z

*had taken Baby for a long ride that morning, zipping out of London before most people were even awake* *sure, she could use magic to get to Luna's place, but what's the fun in that?* *nothing is better for clearing her mind than Baby and a long strech of empty road* *sneaks in a bit of magic to hide herself when she catches flashing lights behind her* *no sense in getting a ticket when you have a wand*

*after several hours of riding, she speeds along the grass towards Luna's cottage* *fishtails on the front yard, coming to a sharp shop* *tugs her helmet off and swings off the bike* *grabs the small tool box from her backpack, a quick tap of her wand and it expands to its normal size* *calls out, loudly*

Oi, LUNA!

Lots of Links

2007-04-28T16:26:21Z

Who: Angelina and Leanne
When: Saturday, Before the Reception
Where: Leanne's Flat
What: Kicking Angie's arse into gear

(It'd be a nice addition to the spots. Maybe I'll just trip her.)

Who: Angelina and Fred
When: Right after Fred's confrontation with Cho.
Where: Dragonfly Inn

(I don't see anything wrong with barefeet.)

Who: Angelina and Lav
When: During the reception
Why: Because Ang is curious

(There are always skeletons to find. And in your closet? Probably still wearing fabulous shoes.)

angiejohn @ 2007-04-17T11:49:00

2007-04-17T16:48:15Z

Who: Angelina & Fred
Where: The Ministry Atrium
When: Tuesday Afternoon
What: Bumping into each other.. literally

Look, lady, you ran into me.

Angelina & Fred - COMPLETE

2007-04-15T19:43:44Z

*toys with the keyring in her jacket pocket, keys to his house* *chews on her bottom lip as she enters the atrium* *keeps her head down as she makes her way to the security desk, praying he's not going to be at his desk* *hopefully she can just drop off the keys and leave without him seeing her or without anyone else seeing her*

*pauses for a moment, almost turning around* *dammit, it would be so nice to just move back to his house, but she can't bring herself to do it* *it'd be too hard, living there, surrounded with memories of them together* *rubs her face wearily, telling herself that tonight she should really get some sleep and not sneak off to headquaters in the middle of the night*

*starts walking again, eyes focused on her shoes* *bumps into someone and mumbles a quiet "Pardon me" before moving past them*