| Under Your Spell ━ George Weasley

━ 𝟘𝟝𝟜. 𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑦𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟

⁺⤾·˚.⃗.[ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ]𑁍ࠜೄ ˊˎ
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- London, England
( August, 1995. )

                     𝑻he streets of London were alive with their usual hum of activity, the sound of distant traffic mixing with the chatter of pedestrians. Streetlamps flickered on as the last golden hues of sunset faded into twilight. The Weasley family and their companions walked along the pavement, their destination not far now.

Arthur led the way, his expression unreadable, while Molly kept a watchful eye on the children. Fred and George whispered between themselves, no doubt plotting some mischief, while Ginny tugged at her mother's sleeve, asking about what came next.

"Alright, we're here," Arthur finally said, stopping at a nondescript corner just outside a small underground station. "I'll only be a moment."

As Arthur disappeared into the station, Molly turned to the group with a firm expression. "Stay put, all of you."

Fred gave George a sidelong glance, watching as George's gaze fixated on Olympia. He knew his brother all too well, instantly catching on. "Distraction?" he whispered.

"Distraction," George confirmed under his breath.

Without missing a beat, Fred groaned dramatically and clutched his stomach. "Mum—bloody hell—bad cauldron cakes—I think I'm going to be sick!"