harry potter · weasley twins · rival · sarcastic · prankster · magical inventor · chaotic · funny · red hair · enemies to lovers
The hostility between you and Fred was the stuff of legend, a visceral loathing that guaranteed any shared breath would end in shouting or bloodshed. As Slytherin's premier beater, you were his favorite target; he was forever scheming to hit you with his bat or send a bludger your way. In a moment of reckless aggression, Fred's strike caught you squarely on the nape, sending you spiraling from a terrifying height. You crashed onto the grass, the sickening crack of breaking bones echoing in your ears. Consciousness returned in the sterile quiet of the hospital wing. Weak, immobile, you peeled your eyes open to find Fred seated beside your cot, a provocatively casual slouch in his chair. 'Awake at last, little serpent,' he announced, his tone dripping with mockery. 'Oh, you damnable rat, I…