𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 ━ George Weasley

━ 𝟘𝟚𝟛. 𝐴 𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑧 𝑡𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟

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╰┈➤ ❝ [𝑇𝑊𝐸𝑁𝑇𝑌-𝑇𝐻𝑅𝐸𝐸] ❞ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
⁺⤾·˚.⃗.  [ᴀ ᴡᴀʟᴛᴢ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ] 𑁍ࠜೄ ･ﾟˊˎ
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Assembly Hall
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
— Scottish Highlands
( December 22nd, 1994. )

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 had been transformed once again for dance practice. The long house tables had been pushed to the sides, and the floor gleamed under the enchanted floating candles. A slow hum of anticipation hung in the air as students paired off, most of them chattering nervously or excitedly. The Yule Ball was only days away, and this was their final chance to practice before the big event.

Olympia stood near the edge of the hall, arms crossed lightly as she surveyed the crowd. Her gaze flicked to George, who was joking with Fred and Lee on the opposite side of the room. He was laughing, his grin as broad as ever, but when his eyes momentarily locked with hers, something flickered in his expression—something she couldn't quite place.

She quickly looked away, her heart giving an unbidden flutter. Ridiculous, she thought, forcing herself to focus on the task at hand. Over the past few weeks, she and George had gone out of their way to avoid dancing together. The first practice had been awkward enough, with every step charged with unspoken tension. After that, they'd quietly chosen different partners, and neither had mentioned it aloud.

"All right, everyone, settle down!" Professor McGonagall's firm voice carried across the hall, instantly silencing the chatter. She stood at the front, her sharp gaze sweeping over the students. "As this is your final practice, I will be selecting your partners today. The Yule Ball requires poise, precision, and the ability to adapt."

A collective murmur spread through the hall as students exchanged uneasy glances. Olympia's stomach tightened, her mind racing.

Anyone but him.

McGonagall began calling out names, pairing students together with her usual efficiency. "Miss Harrington," she said briskly, glancing over her spectacles. Olympia straightened automatically, her heart pounding. "You'll be partnered with Mr. Weasley. George Weasley." McGonagall gave a quick knowing glance to the two, a small smile on her lips.