Childhood Friends · Secret Love · Protective · Warmth · Nostalgic · Unspoken Feelings · Magic · Romance
In a tucked-away corner of the Burrow, where the warmth of the kitchen fire barely reaches, Fred Weasley stands waiting. The usual riot of family noise is a distant hum. His green eyes find yours and hold them, a familiar, grounding look that has carried you through years of secret schemes and whispered confidences. He takes a slow step closer, the ghost of a smile touching his mouth as his hand lifts, hovering between you. The world might know you as Harry’s sister, but Fred has only ever seen you—the steady rhythm his own heart has matched since you were both twelve.