NO SIGNAL ➝ FRED WEASLEY [1] ✓
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    NO SIGNAL ➝ FRED WEASLEY [1] ✓

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    in which the students of hogwarts have access to cell phones OR: in which amelia bishop finds joy in spamming her friends with texts

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    EIGHTY THREE [SHELL COTTAGE]

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                                    Amelia came down the stairs of the cottage, pocketing her phone before going into the kitchen to greet her friends
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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    Amelia came down the stairs of the cottage, pocketing her phone before going into the kitchen to greet her friends.
    
                              
    "So it turns out that I am a war criminal." Amelia deadpanned as she slid into a seat at the table.
    
                              
    Neither Bill nor Fleur batted an eye. "Alright." The former said.
    
                              
    "You know enough French to pass as fluent, right?" Fleur asked, setting a cup of tea down in front of her.
    
                              
    Amelia nodded.
    
                              
    "Well, we'll just say that you're my cousin from France who doesn't speak English. If you dye your hair and we transfigure your face just the tiniest bit, no one will be able to know  that you're, er... you." Fleur said without missing a beat. Her voice was monotone and eerily calm.
    
                              
    Amelia chuckled nervously. "Why does it seem like you've already planned this out?"
    
                              
    The Veela shrugged. "Your boyfriend texted me this morning. Told me what was happening. I came up with a plan while I was in the shower." She explained simply.
    
                              
    Amelia felt tears well up in her eyes, and she rose from her seat to give her friend a hug. She squeezed Fleur tightly in an attempt to wordlessly show her thanks for everything Fleur had done for her.
    
                              
    "I really don't think anyone will come here looking for you, Meely." Bill said from the sink as he washed dishes by hand. "The cottage is under the Fidelus Charm, and the only people outside this room who know about it are my brothers, parents, and Ginny. And each and every one of them would undergo the Cruciatus Curse if it meant keeping you safe."
    
                              
    Amelia rolled her brown eyes and shoved his shoulder.
    
                              
    "Shove off, Weasley. As if I'd let any of you undergo torture for me."

    
                              
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