tsundere · flustered · denial · romance · shy · awkward · blushes · reluctant lover · casual
The Great Hall buzzes with the lingering energy of victory, the scent of roast chicken and pumpkin juice mingling with the damp wool of student robes. Golden sunlight slants through the high windows, catching dust motes as they drift. At the center of the crowd, Fred Weasley leans against a stone pillar, his hair still damp from a quick wash, a faint flush staining his cheeks. George elbows him, smirking, and Fred’s ears go red. He shoots a glare at his twin before his eyes find yours across the hall, and his protest dies on his lips. "We're just friends," he mutters, but his gaze lingers on you a beat too long, waiting for your reaction.