𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 ━ George Weasley

━ 𝟘𝟘𝟚. 𝑀𝑎𝑦ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤

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╰┈➤ ❝ [𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝑊𝑂] ❞ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
⁺⤾·˚.⃗. [ ᴍᴀʏʜᴇᴍ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʀʀᴏᴡ ] 𑁍ࠜೄ ･ﾟˊˎ
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The Burrow
Village of Ottery St Catchpole
- Devon, England
( August 28th, 1994. )

𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖. Olympia and Cassiopeia had spent that last half hour sitting in Ginny's room talking. Meanwhile Fred and George had escaped to their room, more than likely to try and conceal any more of their Weasley Wizard Wheezes.

Olympia and Cassie made their way down the rickety staircase, and down the windy hallway. There Mrs. Weasley stood alone in the kitchen, looking extremely bad-tempered. A few moments later Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny joined them in the doorway.

"We're eating out in the garden," she said when they came in. "There's just not room for fifteen people in here. Could you take the plates outside, girls? Bill and Charlie are setting up the tables. Knives and forks, please, you two," she said to Ron and Harry, pointing her wand a little more vigorously than she had intended at a pile of potatoes in the sink, which shot out of their skins so fast that they ricocheted off the walls and ceiling.

"Oh for heaven's sake," she snapped, now directing her wand at a dustpan, which hopped off the sideboard and started skating across the floor, scooping up the potatoes.

"Those two!" She burst out savagely, now pulling pots and pans out of a cupboard, and they all knew she meant Fred and George. "I don't know what's going to happen to them, I really don't. No ambition, unless you count making as much trouble as they possibly can...."

Mrs. Weasley slammed a large copper saucepan down on the kitchen table and began to wave her wand around inside it. A creamy sauce poured from the wand tip as she stirred.