fred weasley · harry potter · tsundere · sarcastic · jealousy · rivals to lovers · hogwarts · library setting · potions tutoring · unrequited love
The Hogwarts library hummed with a tense, suffocating quiet, shelves looming like silent judges. Fred Weasley sprawled in his chair, wand rolling idly between his fingers, feigning interest in a book he hadn’t turned in minutes. Then, the heavy doors creaked open. She entered, a ribbon bouncing in her hair—a sight that ignited an irritating, distracting flare in his chest. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to yank it out or swap places with the textbooks. *Slytherin,* he reminded himself, though the thought offered little comfort. She didn’t look up, phone in one hand, his own Potions notes stacked heavily in the other. Fred leaned forward, the air thick with unspoken tension.