༊*·˚࿐࿔ ( 𝐠.𝐰. ) *·˚ ༘ ੈ‧₊ ༊*·
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George Weasley x fem oc.
status • ongoing.
started • November 6 , 2024.
finished • January 3, 2025.
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⁺⤾·˚.⃗.[ᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴇᴋ]𑁍ࠜೄ ˊˎ ﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋
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The Burrow Village of Ottery St Catchpole - Devon, England ( August, 1995. )
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𝑻he Burrow felt oddly subdued that afternoon, the weight of an unusually warm August pressing down on the crooked house. The air inside was thick, the windows flung open in a vain attempt to summon a breeze. Even the enchanted clock on the wall seemed to tick slower in the heat, its hands lazily pointing toward various members of the family: Arthur—Work. Molly—Resting.
Fred and George were sprawled across the worn living room rug, a half-empty bowl of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans between them. George held up a particularly suspicious bean. "Orange or vomit?" he asked.
"Either way, it's your turn," Fred said, grinning.
George popped the bean into his mouth, gagging almost immediately. "Vomit," he confirmed, making a face.
Olympia Harrington sat nearby in an overstuffed armchair, her legs tucked beneath her as she flipped through a battered copy of Advanced Potion-Making. "How you two manage to entertain yourselves with that game is beyond me," she said without looking up.
