𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 ━ George Weasley

━ 𝟘𝟚𝟡. 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝐷𝑎𝑦, 𝑊𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑦 𝑆𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒

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╰┈➤ ❝ [𝑇𝑊𝐸𝑁𝑇𝑌-𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐸] ❞ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-
⁺⤾·˚.⃗. [ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇs ᴅᴀʏ, ᴡᴇᴀsʟᴇʏ sᴛʏʟᴇ] 𑁍ࠜೄ ˊˎ
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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
— Scottish Highlands
( February 16th, 1995. )

                       𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍 had woken early that Valentine's Day morning, the light of dawn just barely peeking through the curtains of her dorm room. She was curled up in bed, a thick book balanced in her lap, its pages illuminated by the soft glow of her wand. The quiet was perfect, a rare slice of peace in the bustling Hogwarts castle. She glanced briefly at her sleeping roommates, Seraphina and Elvira, then back to her book, engrossed in the world on the pages.

A soft knock at the door startled her from her reading. She frowned, quickly closing the book and setting it aside. Slipping out of bed, she tiptoed to the door, mindful of her roommates. When she opened it just a crack, her gaze fell on George Weasley, his tall frame leaning casually against the doorframe. In his hand was a bouquet of wild flowers, their vivid colors bright against the dim corridor light, and his face was split into a grin so wide that it could only mean trouble.

"George," she whispered, stepping fully into the hallway and pulling the door shut gently behind her. Her brow was raised, but there was a smile tugging at her lips despite herself. "What are you doing here so early?"

"Hello, beautiful!"George greeted, his tone overly cheerful as he thrust the bouquet toward her. The mischievous glint in his eye was unmistakable, and Olympia couldn't help but laugh softly as she accepted the flowers. Their sweet fragrance filled the air between them.

"Thank you," she said, leaning up to give him a quick kiss. The gesture was brief but warm, and when she pulled back, she crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing playfully. "But honestly, George, don't act like I'm a bloody idiot. You're up to something."

His grin widened, if that was even possible, and he shrugged, feigning innocence. "What? Can't a bloke just bring his favorite girl some flowers on Valentine's Day without being accused of scheming?"