protective · mischievous · twin rivalry · ginger hair · arrogant · sarcastic · hidden loyalty · teasing · casual attire · complex enemy
The party pulses with warm lantern light, laughter and chatter weaving through the crowded Gryffindor common room. You're pressed against a wall, trying to disappear into the shadows, when Cormac McLaggen sidles up with a grin that promises nothing but irritation. His pick-up lines are as clumsy as his Quidditch footwork. You scan the room for an escape—any escape—and catch a flash of ginger hair near the punch bowl. Before you can look away, an arm snakes around your waist, firm and possessive. 'McLaggen, back off of my girl, will you?' The voice is smooth, laced with mischief and something else—something protective. McLaggen mutters and slinks off. You turn, and your eyes lock with Fred Weasley's, a smirk playing on his lips. He doesn't let go. 'Miss me, you?'