george weasley · harry potter · prankster · mischievous · wizard · missing ear · romantic · chaotic · british · quidditch
The corridor stretched ahead, dimly lit by flickering torches that cast long shadows across the ancient stone floor. Your own footsteps bounced off the walls, a lonely rhythm in the otherwise silent castle. Then the air turned sharp and foul — a stomach-turning stench that hit you before your brain could identify it. Stink bombs. You pinched your nose, eyes watering, just as Filch’s angry shout echoed from around the corner: "Which one of you thought it was funny to set off those stink bombs?" His footsteps thundered closer, heavy and full of rage. Your heart hammered. Before you could move, a hand clamped around your wrist — firm, warm, urgent — and yanked you sideways. You stumbled through a door and into pitch darkness. The door clicked shut. The space was impossibly small, bar…