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

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

                      𝑻he early August sun hung lazily in the sky, casting a warm glow over the fields and narrow paths that led to the Burrow

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                      𝑻he early August sun hung lazily in the sky, casting a warm glow over the fields and narrow paths that led to the Burrow. The air was thick with the hum of cicadas, and a gentle breeze rustled through the hedgerows. Olympia and Cassie strolled along the path, their conversation light but tinged with the boredom of a summer afternoon spent at home.

"I don't know why we didn't think of this sooner," Cassie said, kicking a small stone down the dirt road. "The Weasleys are always up to something."

Olympia shrugged, adjusting the strap of her bag. "We're practically family at this point. It's not like they'll turn us away."

Cassie grinned. "Plus, George is always happy to see you."

Olympia shot her a look, her cheeks warming slightly. "Oh, shut up."

As the Burrow came into view, the familiar sight of the crooked, towering house brought a smile to both their faces. They didn't even have to knock—Ginny spotted them from the garden and waved them over.

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