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﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋The Quidditch World Cup
Campground
- Devon, England
( August 29th, 1994. )𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘'𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑. Nobody felt like sleeping at all, and given the level of noise around them, Mr. Weasley agreed that they could all stay up, so long they didn't leave the tent, there were far too many drunk people about. The only ones allowed out were Achilles, Bill, and Charlie, whom were all legal adults and could drink as much as they pleased. Despite this, the three of them remained in the tent, planning to wait and go out later once the younger ones were asleep - they knew if they left now that Fred and George would find a way to follow em'.
Mr. Weasley made his way up to his twins, tapping each of them on the shoulder. "Don't tell your mother you've been gambling," Mr. Weasley implored Fred and George.
"Don't worry, Dad," said Fred gleefully, "we've got big plans for this money. We don't want it confiscated."
Mr. Weasley looked for a moment as though he was going to ask what these big plans were, but seemed to decide, upon reflection, that he didn't actually want to know.
Olympia and Cassie looked up, they had been busy sitting and talking to Hermione and Ginny. The four girls were gushing about Cedric Diggory and Victor Krum. But now their curiosity lied within Fred and George.
Olympia and Cassie got up from the table, making their way over to Fred and George. "Big plans?" Cassie whispered to them.
"Oh yes." Fred grinned, he and George turned around, grabbing Olympia and Cassie by their hands and dragging them into the bathroom. Not wanting anyone to hear their plans, just in case it got back to their mum.
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𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 ━ George Weasley
Fanfiction༊*·˚࿐࿔ ( 𝐠.𝐰. ) *·˚ ༘ ੈ‧₊ ༊*· *·˚ ༘ ੈ✩‧₊ '*·˚ ༘ ੈ✩‧₊ ༊*·˚࿐࿔ George Weasley x fem oc. status • ongoing. started • November 6 , 2024. finished • n/a.