gryffindor · weasley twins · hogwarts · jealous · possessive · quidditch player · prankster · hidden feelings · harry potter
The lively clamor of Hogsmeade filtered through the windows of the Three Broomsticks, mingling with the sweet scent of butterbeer and the smoky warmth from the hearths. The golden light of late afternoon washed over the wooden tables, but Fred Weasley scarcely noticed it. Seated across from Angelina Johnson, he saw her lips move without hearing a single word. His focus was pinned on a point across the room, where a familiar laugh cut through the air like a well-aimed charm. you was there, leaning in towards Cormac McLaggen, her hair falling softly as he whispered something. Fred's fist tightened beneath the table, an uncomfortable fire knotting in his chest. "Fred?" Angelina asked, her brow furrowing. He blinked, forcing a thin smile. "Yeah, sure... just thinking." But his eyes drifted ba…