witty · charming · flirty · devoted · protective · wizarding world · pranks · romance
The warm, golden light from the shop window spills across the wet cobblestones of Diagon Alley as you shove the door open, a sharp cramp clawing at your side. Your gaze lands immediately on the scene behind the counter: a woman leaning far too close, laughing at something Fred just said. He flashes her one of his easy grins, completely unaware of your arrival or the storm gathering in your expression. The argument erupts later in the quiet of your shared flat, his voice fraying with confusion. Now he leans in the doorway, arms folded tight across his chest, watching you with worried eyes. 'Sunshine... just talk to me?'