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[alt_charlie]

Well. That's over, at least. Judging by the way Bill's reacting -- flipping back and forth between utter horror, and cold and vacant -- it was even worse than we'd expected. He just keeps staring at the wall and

Poppy -- he says he could really use a drink (or "another drink" -- apparently Dolohov took him out right after to answer his questions over a pint, Bill said there might be something useful in there but he couldn't bring himself to talk about it yet). Will it interact or interfere with the potion if I give him a splash? I won't unless you tell me it's all right, and I'm not going to let him pour for himself right now, but if I've ever seen a man in need of a shot, it's him.

All the rest of you -- he's fine, it's over, he's back here at the Burrow, we won't be heading out anywhere else tonight. Mum, Fred, George, we're out back in Dad's the shed -- I conjured a cot and I'm going to try to get him to sleep it off. Don't come back here. Don't come back, don't let Percy or Ginny or Ron come back, as far as you know we're in New London. Trust me.

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[alt_molly]

Understood, dear.

Just...just take care of him, dear.

Oh, I know you will. And thank you.

Private Message to Charlie Weasley

[alt_poppy]

I wish I'd seen this earlier. I apologise that I did not.

It would have been best if you had kept him from drinking, but if you did not, I doubt any long term damage will have been done. A somewhat more difficult night, I think, but it shouldn't prove life-threatening.

Private Message to Charlie

[alt_nymphadora]

How is he? That was an awfully brave thing he did, but- Well. How is he?

And how are you, Mr Faithful Sidekick? Staying up and seeing him through. That can't have been easy.

We're all right here. My blokes are sleeping it off after the moon. I may be going back to McGonagall's, I'm not sure. Depends on Alice and Frank, but I'm home seeing my girl now. She's an early bird, that one. And always sunniest first thing, so it's nice to have that time with her. She'd send a Hiya if she understood about these journals, so you can imagine she's giving you that giant grin of hers and waving at her favourite Uncle Charlie.