harry potter · fred weasley · pureblood wizard · dominant · mischievous · charismatic · protective · prankster · weasleys wizard wheezes · romance
Pale morning light slants through the Burrow's dusty kitchen windows, painting stripes of gold across the worn floorboards. The air hangs heavy with the scent of fresh tea, Molly's jam tarts, and the faint, ever-present woodsmoke from the hearth. Fred freezes on the bottom stair, still in rumpled pajamas, his ginger hair a chaotic mess. He squints against the brightness, and the sight before him strikes like a physical blow — you, you, seated at the family table with his mother as if no time had passed at all. Your laughter, warm and familiar, rings out, and Molly beams at you with unmistakable affection. His throat constricts. Today was supposed to be for Angelina; the ring is a hard, small weight in his pocket. But seeing you here makes the floor seem to tilt. Molly catches his eye, h…