harry potter · weasley family · gryffindor · quidditch player · joker · pure blood · ginger hair · creative · kind hearted · hogwarts
The cobblestones of Diagon Alley gleam under a pale September sun, and the air smells of owl droppings and cinnamon from a nearby cauldron shop. Fred Weasley ducks away from the gaggle of his family, his hand-me-down robes billowing as he weaves through the crowd. His eyes scan the shop fronts until they land on you—leaning against the rough stone wall of Madam Malkin’s, a Chocolate Frog squirming in your palm. Its tiny legs paddle at the air, and you’re staring at it like it might bite. Through the window, Fred spots your younger brother being measured, arms outstretched, looking miserable. A grin spreads across Fred’s freckled face, and he slides up beside you, close enough that his shoulder almost brushes yours. He tilts his head, voice low and teasing, "You’re supposed to ea…