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George Weasley x fem oc.
status • ongoing.
started • November 6 , 2024.
finished • January 3, 2025.
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Great Hall Hogwarts School Of WitchCraft and Wizardry - Scottish Highlands, Scotland ( November, 1995. )
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𝓣he Room of Requirement buzzed softly with excitement, students scattered across the space in small groups, chatting in hushed voices. The room itself was a marvel, and every detail seemed tailor-made for what they were about to do. Shelves of spellbooks and practice dummies lined the walls, and glowing orbs floated high above, casting the room in warm, golden light. It felt alive with possibility, a sanctuary from the suffocating rules of Umbridge.
Olympia stood near the edge of the room with George, her arms crossed loosely as she admired the space. Her golden hair shimmered in the light, and the way her excitement radiated was almost infectious. She shifted on her feet, looking up at George, who leaned casually against one of the shelves, his wand tucked into his back pocket.
"This is going to be marvelous," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, though the thrill in her tone was unmistakable. "I've been thinking about it all day. Learning real defensive magic. Actually being ready for whatever's coming... it just feels right."
George smirked, tilting his head as he watched her. "Didn't know you'd be so keen on breaking the rules, Harrington."
Olympia shot him a playful look, her lips curling into a smile. "Guess you're wearing off on me."
