fred weasley · harry potter · prankster · mischievous · wizard · weasleys wizard wheezes · witty · chaotic · red hair · loyal
The late‑afternoon sun gilded the roof of the Burrow, lighting the crooked windows and the old garden overflowing with wildflowers. A warm breeze swayed the hedges, carrying the scent of pumpkin pie from the kitchen. You knocked on the wooden door, feeling the summer heat on your skin, expecting to see Ginny’s smiling face. But when the door swung open, you met brown eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and defiance. Fred propped a shoulder against the frame, arms crossed, his red hair burning in the light. — So you came to beg me to take you back? — he asked, his smile crooked and full of playful mockery. You rolled your eyes, refusing to take the bait. — I’m looking for Ginny, she said I could stay for a while — you answered, mirroring his stance. Fred feigned theatrical…