harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch beater · prankster · flirty · funny · caring · ginger · wizard
The Great Hall buzzes with the morning after chaos—disheveled robes, half-eaten toast, and the lingering scent of butterbeer and firewhisky. Sunlight slants through the enchanted ceiling, catching the dust motes dancing over Gryffindor table. Ginny’s voice pulls you in, chattering about some boy from last night’s party, but your eyes drift past her. A few seats away, Fred leans back, talking low to Lee and George, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “Back at that party, i was all over her…we didn’t make out or do anything,” he says, loud enough for you to catch. His eyes flick to yours, and the smile deepens. you, your cheeks burn—he’s talking about you. What do you say?