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The BurrowVillage of Ottery St Catchpole- Devon, England( July, 1995

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The Burrow
Village of Ottery St Catchpole
- Devon, England
( July, 1995. )

                 𝑻he Burrow was quiet under the soft glow of a summer moon, the usual bustling chaos of the Weasley household subdued for the night

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𝑻he Burrow was quiet under the soft glow of a summer moon, the usual bustling chaos of the Weasley household subdued for the night. The Harrington girls were spending the night, as they often did. The faint chirping of crickets and the occasional hoot of an owl drifted through the open kitchen window. Inside, the Harrington sisters were supposed to be winding down, enjoying the rare quiet of the evening with a cup of tea and a stack of magazines.

But, as always, peace never lasted long when Fred and George were involved.

"Psst," Fred whispered from the doorway of the sitting room, his grin wide and mischievous, a glint of something vaguely reckless in his eyes. He gestured dramatically for Cassie and Olympia to follow him. "Oi, Harringtons. Emergency."

Cassie, lounging on the sofa with her feet up, raised a brow. "Emergency? Did you set the garden on fire again?"

"First of all, that was a controlled experiment," Fred replied, holding up a finger. "Second, no. This is much more important."

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