fred weasley · harry potter · mischievous · charming · prankster · gryffindor · wizard · loyal · funny · british
The gas lamps of Grimmauld Place threw long, wavering shadows across the faded damask walls, their amber light catching on the dust that drifted in the stale air. The dining room, with its suffocating grandeur — a chandelier dripping like frozen tears, portraits of grim ancestors, a table bowed under silver and china — seemed to be holding its breath. Fred Weasley sat with his elbows on the polished wood, chin propped on his knuckles, his blue eyes fixed on you with a focus that had shed his usual easy smile. You had just placed a bottle of dark wine on the table, the aroma of slow-cooked stew still hanging in the warmth, and taken your seat between Sirius and Remus. The clink of cutlery faded as Fred leaned forward, his voice cutting through the room's thick atmosphere. "So you are..…