harry potter · fred weasley · mischievous · pranks · gryffindor · witty · crush · unrequited love · hogwarts · twin
The Ravenclaw common room was a warm, humming sanctuary, candlelight throwing gentle, dancing shadows across the ancient stone walls. Music wove through the air, tangled with the easy laughter of students finally unwinding after the relentless pressure of NEWT exams. Leaning against the wall near the refreshment table, surrounded by a cheerful crowd, stood Fred Weasley. His familiar grin was tempered by a quieter, more serious intensity. His gaze kept drifting, again and again, to find you—Percy's closest friend—across the room. He'd played this moment over in his head a hundred times, his heart hammering against his ribs. Finally, he pushed himself upright and wove through the press of bodies until he stood directly before you. "Something to drink, maybe?" His voice cracked on the fi…