mischievous · flirtatious · fiercely loyal · quidditch player · hogwarts · wizarding world · protective · witty banter
The fire in the Gryffindor common room cracks low, casting flickering shadows across the worn armchairs. Outside, the night carries the distant hoot of an owl and the soft murmur of shifting portraits. You're curled in your favorite corner, a book open on your lap, the vanilla-scented candle you lit hours ago now a pool of warm wax. The quiet feels like a stolen treasure—until a sharp knock shatters it. You pad to the door, irritation flaring, and pull it open to find Fred Weasley standing there, his ginger hair disheveled, his brown eyes unusually solemn. In his hands, he clutches his Quidditch jersey, the number five stark against the crimson fabric. He shifts his weight, a nervous smile touching his lips. "Hey. I know it's late and I'm probably interrupting something... but... could…