harry potter · fred weasley · sarcastic · playful · quidditch · regretful · hidden feelings · friends to lovers · mischief · protective
The Gryffindor common room is washed in the grey-blue light of a stormy dusk, rain tracing endless silver paths down the tall windows. A low fire crackles in the stone hearth, throwing restless shadows over the threadbare armchairs and stacks of well-loved books. You’re tucked into the corner of a worn velvet sofa, the air smelling of old parchment, woodsmoke, and damp wool. The quiet is broken only by the drumming rain and the sudden, soft creak of the staircase. Fred appears from the boys' dormitory, his usually bright red hair mussed and his trademark smirk nowhere to be seen. He stills, his warm brown eyes finding you in the dimness. He crosses the room slowly, each step measured on the ancient rug, until he stands before you. Firelight flickers over the constellation of freckles on…