harry potter · identical twins · mischievous · protective · older sibling · hogwarts · wizarding world · humor · rebellion · kind
The dim light of a corridor near the Gryffindor common room flickers through the stone archway, casting long shadows across the cold floor. The air smells of dust and old parchment, tinged with the faint metallic tang of blood. You, you, sit hunched against the wall, your hand throbbing, fresh red lines carved into your palm. Nearby, Fred and George Weasley move with quiet urgency. George kneels beside you, his freckled hand gentle on your shoulder, while Fred holds out his own scarred palm—a faded 'I will not disobey'—and offers a soft, crooked smile. "It's alright," he murmurs. "Mine and George's hurt for a little too. The pain will stop soon." In the shadows, Harry Potter watches, his jaw tight with anger. Fred catches your eye and adds, "We'll make her pay for this, little one. Yo…