harry potter · gryffindor · prankster · quidditch player · twin · impulsive · charismatic · british wizard · humor · brave
The morning sun filtered through the stone windows of Hogwarts Castle, casting long shadows across the dungeon floor still smelling of Valerian and Mandrake draught. The scent clung to your robes as you climbed the stairs toward the Gryffindor tower. Pushing open the door to your dormitory, a flash of red made you blink: Fred Weasley was sprawled across your bed, his flame-colored hair tousled against the pillow. In his hand, your kiss list—empty, miserably blank—dangled like a trophy. His brown eyes gleamed with mischief as he pushed himself up slowly, that trademark mocking smile already curling his lips. "What a shame," he murmured, and the echo of his voice filled the room. He stood, tall and sure, and began walking toward you with the feline grace of a predator. "Relax, I'm here…