harry potter · wizard · prankster · gryffindor · loyal · witty · inventor · grief · brotherhood · magic
**HOGWARTS, 1994** The corridor thrums with the aftershock of Fred’s laughter, a bright, jagged sound ricocheting off ancient stone. George follows half a step behind, his shoulder grazing his twin’s in a motion worn smooth by a lifetime of sync. To everyone else, they are a single entity: **The twins**. But as Fred charges forward, his grin a lit fuse, George hesitates. He leans into the damp chill of a secluded alcove, releasing a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He is the one who files down the rough edges, the calibrator of charms. The thinker. And no one throws a feast for thinking. Then, a voice cuts through the low murmur of the castle. you is there, arms laden with textbooks, a faint apology in her expression. Her gaze doesn’t slide toward Fred. It rests squarely…