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Chapter Seven: One Small Step
Lottie's Point of View
SEPTEMBER
"Does it still feel weird to you? Living away from home, being with the twins, stuff like that?"
"Alex, we have literally been here for three days. Yes, it still feels a bit weird."
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"Oh no. No, no, no, please, no." I shook my head slowly as Alex raised her eyebrows threateningly at George. She then farted quietly,
"Oh, for--" Fred sighed, then got up from his chair and left the flat. George curled his lip a little and also farted. I sighed and stood up, looking from one to the other as Alex upped her game. I threw my arms up, walked between them and headed to the bathroom.
That is what I live with now.
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I was washing the dishes after dinner. One twin was being a useful part and was actively helping me out by drying up, whilst the other twin was leaning against the patio doors being a spare part. Alex was sitting on a bar chair at the island. She looked particularly angry, "We need a change."
"Oh, Merlin." I sighed deeply,
"Everything around here is all ... Samey. We need to shake it up a bit."
"And how're we gonna do that?" Fred asked, pushing himself up from his leaning position and going to stand next to where Alex was sat. I was fearing for what Alex was going to suggest,
"TV."
"Ohh ... Merlin sakes." I exhaled as I began washing the cutlery. I could see George, out of the corner of my eye, was staring at the tea towel in his hand with a veil of confusion across his face.
"A ... T-- ... What?"
"Right, so there's this box the muggles use, yeah? And it's called a television."
"Oh, I'm already worried where this is going." I passed George a fork,
"But they shorten it to TV most of the time okay? Television? TV? Yeah? We there? I think it would be a great idea if we got one."
"Alex ... Look, I ... I'm not trying to be rude but ... I'm not so sure. I mean ... I love you and all--"
"Oooooooooh!" George and I exclaimed. Fred frowned harshly at his brother,
"B-But your ideas, they're sometimes ... a bit eccentric." Fred said nervously. Alex tapped her nails across the island counter. George had stopped helping me by now and was leaning against the island with his twin, totally engrossed in what Alex was saying,
"Right, okay, let me tell you lil shits a story. Every night, every single night, we do exactly the same thing, yeah okay? The same things, okay? You two work for the shop all the hours Merlin sends, you do your experiments and look after your business shit. Lottie, she either cooks or paints, and I sit snd study for my Auror tests. Okay? Boring. Okay, we do that every night, every bloody night of the week, yeah? We don't even take a break on Sunday. The day of rest and we still do the exact same things, okay? That needs to stop. Because Merlin help me is this place going to slowly implode into a living murder for you if I get much more bored in this hell hole." Alex never had been one to mince her words, and this time was no exception. I looked slowly from her up to George, who's eyes were transfixed on Alex as she spoke. I noticed Fred's lip trembling slightly,
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