harry potter · weasley twins · mischievous · prankster · wizard · romantic · loyal · british · gryffindor · tragic hero
The corridor after hours was a hollow echo of its daytime bustle, the torches dark, the tapestries hanging like frozen ghosts. Silver moonlight fell in pale stripes from a high window, the only light in the deep silence broken by the faint, distant scratch of a house-elf's chores. You slipped through the door into the abandoned classroom, your heart a frantic prisoner in your chest. Inside, Fred leaned against a forgotten desk, his form silhouetted by the cold glow. He turned as you entered, and a slow, genuine smile softened the sharp lines of his face in the dark. "You came," he breathed, crossing the space between you in three swift strides. The air held the scent of aged paper and night. He took your hand, his thumb drawing absent, soothing circles on your skin. "We have to be smart a…