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The Harrington's CottageVillage of Ottery St Catchpole- Devon, England( July, 1995

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The Harrington's Cottage
Village of Ottery St Catchpole
- Devon, England
( July, 1995. )

                             𝑻he warm glow of the Harrington living room flickered as green flames burst to life in the fireplace

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𝑻he warm glow of the Harrington living room flickered as green flames burst to life in the fireplace. Lucille Harrington stepped out gracefully, dusting off her coat and setting down her bag with a satisfied sigh.

On the couch, Olympia practically launched herself upright, quickly putting some distance between her and George. Her cheeks flushed, but she attempted to look casual. George glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, smirking slightly but wisely staying quiet.

Lucille smiled as she took in the scene. "Oh, you're all still here! How lovely." Her sharp eyes scanned Fred and George before they could even open their mouths. "You're welcome to stay, of course."

Fred and George straightened up in surprise, speaking in perfect unison. "Really?"

"Yes, of course!" Lucille said warmly, gesturing toward the landline on the wall. "Just make sure you ring your mum and let her know, alright?"

Fred stood, already making his way to the phone with the air of someone completely accustomed to the routine. "No problem, Mrs. Harrington. George, want to take this one?"

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