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Created on 2002-07-31 18:23:40 (#651639), last updated 2003-01-01

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Name:	pop! goes the weasel
Birthdate:	12-15
Location:	Ottery St. Catchpole, United Kingdom

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Hullo! I'm Arthur Weasley, twenty-six years old. I live with my lovely wife, Molly, in our home in Ottery. As we're soon expecting another member of the family, we'll probably have to add some more rooms to the Burrow. It's a bit cluttered as it is, but in a nice and comfy sort of way.

I went to Spelling Primary School for the first few years of my life, then was shipped off to Hogwarts for seven more years. Met Molly, and we were married the summer after we graduated. Our first son, Bill, was born a few months later. A couple of years after that, Charlie was born. Bill's about to start Hogwarts soon, and Molly's frightfully proud.

After Hogwarts, I studied at the English University of Magic, and just graduated with Honours two years ago to start work at the Ministry. Terribly interesting line of work, I say. It's just sometimes a bit of a tight squeeze with supporting the family, you know. But we do our best and no one complains much. That's why I'm hoping to get a teaching job at Hogwarts for the autumn, to put a few more coins in the bank to help add on to the house, if you know what I mean. I've taken to visiting the school every once and a while to check in with the Headmaster about professorship opportunities.

Dear Molly's awfully good at baking, and she makes most of my clothes for me. Bill and Charlie are great kids, and I'm sure they have heaps of talent in them, but sometimes I do wonder. Occasionally I get yelled at for not being strict enough with them, but honestly, they're just little kids, and they don't get into too much trouble.

I love the ideas Muggles have, dear little creatures, and they can be almost brilliant with some of the gizmos they've created without the help of magic.
I love to invent and tinker, but I'm apparently the only one in the household who likes to.
I love it when the owl brings the newspaper just as breakfast is on the table.
I love playing tag and playing board games.
I like going through my shed and trying to organize things during rainy afternoons.

I hate it when you've gone through a whole day at work, only to notice at luncheon that there's a sock stuck to your robes.
I hate it when things blow up in my face, especially those boxes of wires and switches.
I hate it when the owl drops the post into my coffee and gets it all over my clothes, because the fellows at work tease me for having freckled robes, too.
I hate cold tea and not being able to sleep in.
And I hate it when we play wizard's Scrabble and the board insults me. I mean, honestly.

I do believe in Muggles, I do.

(1975.)

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