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George Weasley x fem oc.
status • ongoing.
started • November 6 , 2024.
finished • January 3, 2025.
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Great Hall Hogwarts School Of WitchCraft and Wizardry - Scottish Highlands, Scotland ( September, 1995. )
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𝓣he cool evening air wrapped around the castle as Olympia, Elvira, and Seraphina made their way down the winding path toward the Black Lake. The grounds were alive with excitement as students filtered out from the castle, their chatter and laughter carrying over the gentle breeze. Strings of enchanted fairy lights were already twinkling near the lake's edge, casting a soft, silvery glow over the gathering crowd.
Elvira walked ahead, her outfit turning heads even in the dim light. True to her earlier description, she wore a sleek black satin corset top that hugged her figure, its edges lined with silver thread that caught the light with every step. The lace skirt she'd enchanted sparkled faintly, shimmering like stars against the night. Her thigh-high platform boots clicked against the stone pathway, adding to her already commanding presence, and her choker—a floating star charm—seemed to pulse with a faint glow.
"Tell me I don't look like a goddess," Elvira declared, spinning dramatically to face her friends, her blond hair fanning out like a halo.
"You look incredible," Olympia admitted, shaking her head with a small laugh.
"Over the top," Seraphina teased, though the amused glint in her green eyes softened the words. "But it suits you."
Elvira smirked, adjusting her choker. "You're damn right it does. Now, let's talk about the two of you."
