༊*·˚࿐࿔ ( 𝐠.𝐰. ) *·˚ ༘ ੈ‧₊ ༊*·
*·˚ ༘ ੈ✩‧₊ '*·˚ ༘ ੈ✩‧₊ ༊*·˚࿐࿔
George Weasley x fem oc.
status • ongoing.
started • November 6 , 2024.
finished • January 3, 2025.
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⁺⤾·˚.⃗. [ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴏsɪᴠᴇ ʙᴀᴋᴇ ᴏғғ] 𑁍ࠜೄ ˊˎ ﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋
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The Burrow Village of Ottery St Catchpole - Devon, England ( July, 1995. )
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𝑭red and George were rudely yanked from their sleep when the door to their room flew open with a bang. Olympia and Cassie stood there, hands on their hips, looking like they were ready to haul the twins out of bed by their ears.
"Bloody hell, you two," Olympia exclaimed, throwing up her hands. "It's two o'clock!"
Fred groaned, burying his face into his pillow. "In the morning?"
"No, in the afternoon, you slug," Cassie snapped, crossing her arms.
"What do you even want at this ungodly hour?" George huffed, his voice muffled as he pulled the comforter up over his head.
Olympia arched an eyebrow. "You mean the afternoon?" she corrected.
"Yeah, that," George mumbled, rolling over in bed. He peeked out from beneath the comforter, a goofy smile spreading across his face as his eyes landed on Olympia. Despite herself, she felt her irritation soften, a small smile tugging at her lips.
Fred, less charmed, groaned dramatically. "Is this some kind of intervention? Because if it is, let me sleep first."
"No intervention," Olympia said firmly. "But you two are going to help us."
