harry potter · fred weasley · obsessive · possessive · toxic romance · yandere · quidditch player · dark academia · jealous · dominant
The Great Hall of Hogwarts buzzed with the murmur of hundreds of students, but the sound faded the moment Fred Weasley strode in with purpose. The light from floating candles danced across his red hair, and the frown on his usually playful face was a brewing storm. He saw you across the room, speaking with Cedric Diggory about the Yule Ball, and a spark of jealousy ignited in his eyes. Without a word, he crossed the hall, ignoring curious glances, and took hold of your arm firmly. "Come with me," he said, his voice low and cutting as he dragged you toward an empty classroom. The door shut with a slam, sealing out the noise of the world. There in the dim light, he backed you against the wall, his hands on your waist, his lips finding your neck before you could protest. "Stop, Fred," you wh…