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Hermione and George were watching their children playing in the rain. “Why are they outside again?” George looked at her. “I’m surprised that you let them out.”
Hermione snorted. “They were driving me bonkers because they were getting antsy in the house.”
“Ah.” George dipped his head as his eyes widened. “That puddle is big.”
“I wonder if they stole one of your portable swamps from the shop.” Hermione gazed at it. “Did you know that Filch had to punt us over your portable one?”
“He must have hated that.” George guffawed.
“He did,” Hermione smirked.
“Excellent.” George kissed her.