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That Ridiculous Noise by *coNstantine2530:iconcoNstantine2530:

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©2009 *coNstantine2530
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This is for ~Deisi's contest... which finishes TODAY x_x I don't know how I pulled this off in 4 days (even if the bgs and perspective of the first panel are crappy xD). It even looks better than my other comics! :XD: And for the first time, I don't enter a contest for the prize, but because I felt pretty moved by the story <3 Hope you like it!

You can find this beautiful one-shot here: [link]

And I chose this part to illustrate: (SPOILER. LOL.) Hope you like it! :)

Lee had walked further into the shop. “It looks like all your crap is still here, Weasley. Most of it’s kaput, and these Canary Creams seem to be molting everywhere, but at least nobody’s nicked anything.”

George began to follow Lee, weaving up and down the shelves, brushing his fingers over the piles of his and Fred’s handiwork. Everything was silent and forlorn. The Decoy Detonators lay on their sides with their little legs splayed out, the Headless Hats were half-vanished, and a few Nose-Biting Teacups had wearily clamped themselves onto confused fake wands.

Everything he passed made his heart rend and shatter, until he felt as though his whole body was an old rag that had been squeezed and wrung out too many times. Fred had once blown a hole in his dorm bed hangings while testing those Christmas Crackers; Fred had once made a second-year Gryffindor girl fall madly in love with Professor Flitwick when his love potion flask exploded at the breakfast table; Fred had once turned the entire Slytherin Quidditch team into canaries an hour before their match with Hufflepuff…

He reached the back wall and stopped, leaning on a shelf. Tears pricked his eyes; this was why he had wanted to come alone. He heard Lee and Angelina moving slowly up the next row. George rubbed his eyes furiously and rested his forehead against the wood of the shelf, feeling a Whizgigging Warbler tap wearily against his head.

A pair of brown arms wrapped around his chest, hugging him tightly. He heard a sharp sniff as Angelina laid her head against his shoulder. He paused a moment, then wriggled away from her and turned around.


“I’m not Fred,” he said hoarsely. “I never was Fred, I’ll never be Fred.” He felt everything he wanted to say to his mother and father and every last relative come shooting full force out at Angelina, who stood silently, tears sparkling in her eyes. “No matter how much we look alike, no matter how much we sound alike, or… or talk or walk or think alike, we’re not the same person. We’re not interchangeable.” Lee had come around the row of shelves and stood next to Angelina, his eyebrows snapped down at George’s raised voice. “You—both of you—all of you—you think I’m… I’m like Fred reincarnated or something, like I can be both him and me… But I’m not, I won’t…” He gripped his wand as if he expected to be attacked; red sparks spat out the end of it. “You can’t make me be Fred.”

“You git—” Lee began, but Angelina cut him off.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” she said flatly. “I never loved you the way I loved him. Yeah, you two look exactly alike, but believe me, after one gets over the temporary shock of thinking they’re seeing Fred, no one could ever think you were anyone but yourself.” She had meant it to be hurtful, but her voice broke halfway through, and tears began to stream down her face. She looked directly at him and said in a different, more anguished voice, “You said it yourself, George. You’re not Fred; you never were and you never will be.”

Gratitude burst forth from George like a spring flood, he leaned back against the shelves with both hands over his face, crying as he had not allowed himself to cry yet, not even when he was cradling his dead twin’s head in his hands two weeks ago. Two pairs of arms wrapped around him; the three friends cried unabashedly at the hole in their lives left by George’s twin and the solace they now found in simply being together, that some shred of normalcy was left after the ravages left by the war. Some arbitrary toy on a shelf registered their noise and began to wail as well, which set off the rest of its shelf, and soon every noise-making item in the store was adding its own sounds to the chorus of cries. George, Angelina, and Lee stood pressed together amid the mourning shop, their cries slowly turning into laughter at the ridiculous noise.


So:

Charas (c) JKR
One-shot (c) Deisi
Artwork (c) yours truly

EDIT: It won, yey! [link]

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=ShatteredSwords May 3, 2009, 5:22:23 PM
Oh this is just wonderful, really beautiful illustration of the story. I shed a tear or two *sniffles* :heart: I love the panels 4 and 5 best I think. Just lovely, and those tears flooding down George's face are beautifully done.
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Mood: Love ~maera-kyrie May 3, 2009, 5:23:46 PM
*sniffles* Beautiful work. I really like the shelves (yes. Out of all this, I notice the shelves first xD), the expressions, the tears (bwehhh), the second panel, and all the little noises. And the canary!Slytherins, of course. :D Brilliant stuff, coNs. ;)

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*coNstantine2530 May 3, 2009, 5:26:06 PM
Oh, thanks a lot! I'm very glad you liked it :hug:

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~ergosumkaryvah May 3, 2009, 5:26:32 PM
:iconcryingplz: So sad! But the comic is really well-done, it captures the story so well! :D

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*coNstantine2530 May 3, 2009, 5:27:31 PM
Oh, no, the shelves! *cringes* Terrible stuff, you mean xD But I'm very happy you like the rest :D

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You hack your way through the jungle and there comes a point where the guide says "get out your cameras. The gorillas are around the corner." I grabbed my sketch book. The guide looked at me like I was an idiot.
 -Glen Keane
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*coNstantine2530 May 3, 2009, 5:28:08 PM
Yeah, it IS sad :( Thanks for the compliment! :)

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You hack your way through the jungle and there comes a point where the guide says "get out your cameras. The gorillas are around the corner." I grabbed my sketch book. The guide looked at me like I was an idiot.
 -Glen Keane
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*maimerd May 3, 2009, 5:30:53 PM
oh god thats such a great story. c':
very nice comic piece of it.
great job. :3

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*coNstantine2530 May 3, 2009, 5:33:01 PM
Thanks a lot! :)

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You hack your way through the jungle and there comes a point where the guide says "get out your cameras. The gorillas are around the corner." I grabbed my sketch book. The guide looked at me like I was an idiot.
 -Glen Keane
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~juliann108 May 3, 2009, 5:40:48 PM
Awww, me conmueve *snif*
Me gusto la pintura, esta genial. La nariz quedo perfecta :)
Muy bueno :XD:

PD: El anteúltimo George se parece al amiguito cabezon de tu hermano LOL

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*solemnlyswear22 May 3, 2009, 5:52:18 PM
CUTE! :D

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