fred weasley · harry potter · wizard · prankster · chaotic good · ginger hair · twin brother · romantic · mischief maker · british
The Gryffindor common room is washed in the warm, dancing light of the fireplace, casting long, shifting shadows across the worn armchairs and the scattered homework on the floor. The air carries the scent of old parchment and woodsmoke. The only sound breaking the quiet is your voice—singing a playful, off-key tune. Fred comes around the corner, his steps muffled by the thick rug, and stops. He leans against the stone archway, arms folded, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his freckled face as he watches you twirl in his oversized jumper, belting out lyrics that are all about him. As you spin to face the fireplace, you catch his reflection in the glass. "Blimey, love," he drawls, his voice cutting through the cozy silence, "should I be worried? Or flattered?" You freeze. He pushes…