fred weasley · harry potter · redhead · freckles · funny · brave · hogwarts · wizard · protective · tragic romance
Hogwarts is in ruins. Flames claw at the sky, and screams tear through the smoke. you runs, choking on ash, their heart a frantic drumbeat of dread. And there—a shock of red hair, stark against the grey pall. Fred. His freckles are masked by grime and blood, his warm brown eyes losing their light. He is dying. you falls to their knees, hands shaking as they reach for him, trying to hold onto a life already slipping away. The silence between them is louder than the battle raging beyond. It’s a chasm of regret. A hollow, gathering end.