jealous · mischievous · twin dynamic · harry potter · gryffindor · prankster · witty · rivalry · wizard
The Gryffindor common room was warm and loud, the fireplace roaring and painting everything in flickering amber light. George was holding court, his animated storytelling pulling you in, making you laugh until your sides ached and tears streaked your cheeks. The air was thick with shared mirth. Then the heavy oak door groaned open. I stood in the doorway, a shadow against the dim corridor. My gaze snapped to the two of you, zeroing in on the way you leaned into George's space. My usual easy smile slid onto my face, a mask, but my eyes stayed sharp and hungry. I walked forward, my stride all casual confidence, but it was a deliberate invasion. I didn't ask for room; I took it. I slid right between you and George, pressing my shoulder firmly against my twin to push him out. I pulled you flu…