AN: Since I only got a million other projects, I'm doing this too. ;D
This was kinda rushed and probably not very good, but it was fun to write a more detailed version of #10 on the list.
"So... How are you?" Ginny asked and gripped her cup of tea harder. She was sitting by the kitchen table of her least favourite sister-in-law.
"Oh, we're good," Fleur replied with a nod. It was just the two of them since Bill had stated his wife didn't spend enough time with his sister, not thinking how obvious the reason was. "'Ow are you?" The blonde asked after a moment.
"Good," Ginny answered and they lapsed into an unpleasant silence.
"I'm worried for Bill," Fleur blurted out after a couple of minutes since he seemed to be the only thing they had common interest in.
"Oh, why?" The redhead leaned a bit forward, hoping the air-head wasn't making things up.
"Yes, in 'is sleep... 'E says zhings like 'don't leave me' and 'you'll pay'. I 'aven't asked 'im about it, I zhink 'e zhinks I'll leave him." They both took a sip of tea, a smile playing on the lips of the younger.
"He's always done that. Once I woke with him rambling on about a lemon and when I agreed it was his lemon he fell silent again," Ginny said with a snicker.
"You 'ave slept with him?" Fleur's eyes widened a bit and Ginny tried ignoring the way she had asked.
"Yeah, I didn't really fancy my own bed when I was younger." She looked out the window for a moment before making eye-contact with the blond.
"Oh... But I don't like zhat 'e zhinks I'll leave 'im, I would never do that." Fleur wondered what had made her husband have thoughts like that.
"Have a talk with him, then. And the muttering won't stop, just learn to live with it." They smiled at each other for a moment.
--
"Shop's going good?" Ginny asked where she was perched up beside the register at Weasley Wizard Wheezes after closing time.
"Fantastic," Angelina replied while sweeping the floor. She stopped and looked at the redhead for a long moment. "I'm not so sure about George, though."
"Oh?" She jumped down, hoping her brother wasn't about to have another huge breakdown, he had had enough problems before.
"Yeah, he doesn't sleep good lately, he walks around and... Last night I found him by the kitchen counter, cutting carrots."
"Why carrots?" Ginny couldn't help but smile at the mental image.
"I have no idea, but he almost lost a finger, good thing I found him when I did." Angelina leaned on the broom, concerned about her husband.
"That he walks in his sleep isn't anything new. I think you should lock the bedroom door," she advised her sister-in-law.
"I don't know... Last week he peed on the alarm clock when he wasn't awake. I really don't want to look us in." She sighed, knowing it wasn't seldom George went to the bathroom during the night.
"That gotta be messy, but nothing like what I experienced once. They both ganged up and tried throwing me out the window after drawing on me with permanent ink. My shouts woke everybody except them, you should have seen Mum, she was in a state, only getting angrier when they said they didn't remember it." Ginny put a hand on the other's shoulders, smiling reassuringly.
"Wow, that had to be bad."
"Worse for them, Dad nailed shut the windows while Mum kept shouting at them, giving them more punishments than she remembered the next day." Ginny frowned at the memory.
"Still, I'm worried for him." Angelina didn't like George wandering unconsciously around, maybe setting off fireworks or otherwise hurt himself.
"Talk to him, not me. If all else fails, tie him to the bed." They both laughed at the thought.
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"What about this?" Ginny had agreed to go shopping for new furniture with Audrey, now they were looking at beds.
"Mmm... Not big enough," Audrey quickly decided to the queen size bed with white headboard.
"How big do you want? Enough for a flock of hippogriffs?" Ginny kept strolling around the shop, looking for anything to end their hourlong search.
"No, just for me to not get smacked out during the night. Percy is not a still sleeper," she said and eyed a four-poster, changing her mind about it when seeing the price.
"I know. Want a good advise?" Ginny plopped down on a hard mattress.
"Please, anything for a quiet night!"
"Rub his earlobes when he starts shifting, works miracles."
"Really? I gotta try that, maybe we don't need such a big bed."
"Does that mean we're done here now?" Ginny asked and bounced up. Audrey nodded and the redhead beamed as they finally exited the store.
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"I'm worried for Ron," Hermione said and Ginny almost groaned, all week had been like that with her sisters-in-law. She turned towards he friend on the couch, ready to listen to what she knew must come. "He's having nightmares, really bad ones and he wakes up screaming."
"Nothing new. Try getting him to talk about them and he'll fall asleep again afterwards."
"I've tried, but he doesn't want to tell me." The brunette looked frustrated by the problem she couldn't solve.
"Just nag him into that, like everything else," Ginny told her. Hermione wrinkled her nose in a moment of offence, but understood the redhead wasn't serious. "I've heard of dark holes and rubber ducks, lots of spiders, flying cars, books, angry brothers, veelas and vampires, you just have to crack him and he'll happily tell you every detail before laying down and sleep on."
"But how am I going to get through to him?"
"That's your problem, but I bet you'll find a solution."
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"Ginny?" The pale woman turned towards Ginny where they were laying on the grass, soaking up the sun.
"Let me guess: Charlie's snoring is driving you mad and you want me to tell you what to do. Just roll him over on his stomach or put a pillow over his face and learn to live with it! Have you all ganged up to drive me crazy this week?" The red propped herself up on the elbow, eyes burning with annoyance.
"No, I was just wondering if you could pass me the ice-tea. By the way, I can barely sleep without those damn snores," she said with a smile. Ginny handed her the beverage with a smile at herself.
AN: Yes, I saved Charlie to the end because... Well, it had to be an OC, but I didn't name her here, even though I know very good who it is. I also did not describe Audrey for the same reason, you get some liberty as a reader and can put in however you imagine them yourself.