Private message to Bill Weasley

[alt_rachel]

Many happy returns -- er, assuming the rumours I heard were correct? (I'm going to feel like a plonker if it turns out your birthday was actually a month ago.)

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[alt_bill]

No, I'm not working late. I was worried, but no. He called me to his office to bestow upon me a bottle of Firewhiskey, some tinned treats, and a cheery 'Happy birthday.' I seriously considered picking up his tea mug to see if I could detect a whiff of Polyjuice Potion.

As for plans, just a family home-cooked dinner. Mum likes to fuss, you know, and my brothers are coming over. It'll be good to see them.

I do plan to get together with some of my school mates for beers tomorrow. I'm sure many rude jokes will be involved.

[alt_rachel]

Corax Mulciber gave you birthday pressies? That's....unexpected!

[alt_bill]

Completely! I was gobsmacked.

Which, I think, may have been the point. The man certainly likes to keep me uncertain of which way to jump.

[alt_bill]

What about you? Do you have plans this weekend?

[alt_rachel]

Working.

I'm always working.

[alt_bill]

My mum always said that if you don't put down your work and go outside and play sometime, you'll turn into something like those white squiggly things that sprout from potato eyes in dark cupboards. You should get out and do something different. I dunno, take a walk in the park, go to the zoo. Something.

Do you want to go to the zoo with me?

[alt_rachel]

The zoo?

All right. Tomorrow?

[alt_bill]

Sure. That'll work for me. Say at 1:00 pm?

[alt_rachel]

Right. I'll meet you by the hippogriffs.