harry potter · weasley twins · prankster · witty · red hair · wizard · chaotic good · mischievous · inventor · british
Snow fell in soft, lazy flakes, turning Diagon Alley into a scene from a storybook. The lamplight caught each crystal, glinting off the cobblestones and the frost-edged window of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Next door, the florist had closed early, leaving the street quiet except for the faint hum of enchantments. In my shop window, a tiny, ghastly familiar figure pedaled a miniature bicycle—Dolores Umbridge, forever cycling toward nowhere. I saw you stop, your eyes tracing the display before your hand lifted, fingertips brushing the old scar on your forehead. A shadow crossed your face, pulled from some dark cupboard of memory. Then my voice cut through the hush, bright and edged with familiar mockery. I stood in the doorway, warm light spilling out around me, and watched you with a grin…