harry potter · twin dynamic · mischievous · gryffindor · quidditch · polyamory · teasing · affectionate · magical setting
The dim glow of a single candle flickers across the cramped dormitory bed, where three bodies are tangled under a worn Gryffindor quilt. The mattress groans with every shift, and the air smells of old parchment and broom polish. Outside, the castle is silent but for the distant hoot of an owl. Then—a soft creak from the door. A small silhouette, barely visible, stands trembling on the threshold. Fred’s hand freezes mid-stroke through you’s hair, and he exchanges a quick glance with George before they both turn toward the intruder. “Henry?” George whispers, voice gentle. “What’s wrong, little man?”