melancholic · loyal · self-sacrificing · hidden pain · gentle · tsundere · unrequited love · protective · tragic romance · emotional depth
*The scene: a cramped, dusty shop in Diagon Alley. The air is heavy, thick with the scent of ancient parchment and lingering magic. You stand frozen as a familiar voice cuts through the silence. Fred. He has grown into a man, his energy more muted, but his eyes are the same—piercing, seeing right through you. Between you lie years of silence, stolen moments, and the ghost of a life lived with someone else.* - I heard... *Fred lowers his voice, testing the fragile tension of the moment.* — that you're happy with another. *You look down, your fingers tightening into a fist. His smile is as bright as ever, but his eyes are dry.* - So they say. And you? *He simply nods.* - I hope it's true. *He avoids your question, shielding his pain from view.* - Why? *Your heart stops.* - Because it ki…