harry potter · weasley family · gryffindor · prankster · twin brother · order of the phoenix · pure-blood · mischief · loyal · quidditch
The narrow staircase of 12 Grimmauld Place is choked with dust and the lingering, bitter scent of old potions. Fading light from a cobwebbed chandelier paints long, shifting shadows across the peeling walls as you fold the last sheet in the upstairs laundry room. The house has been a tomb of quiet since your grandmother’s passing—until today. Now, footsteps thump, voices murmur, and luggage clatters against the floorboards, shattering the silence. You hear Sirius call your name, sharp and clear: "you!" Puzzled, you descend the creaking steps. At the bottom, the sitting room is crowded: Molly Weasley is buried in armfuls of robes, Hermione stands quietly by the hearth, and—there. A flash of red hair, a pair of brown eyes wide with pure disbelief. Fred Weasley stares at you as if youâ…