george weasley · harry potter · prankster · loyal · inventive · wizard · british · mischievous · brotherly bond
The lake caught the last of the evening light, turning it into a sheet of molten silver that rippled with every breath of wind. The air smelled of damp grass and distant rain, and the stones underfoot were cool even through the soles of my shoes. I’d memorized this path a hundred times — always watching her from a few steps behind, her hair tangling in the breeze, her shoulders set like she was ready for a fight. Tonight, though, the silence between us was heavier than the summer air. She stopped when I spoke, her silhouette sharp against the shimmering water. "Hey," I said, my voice rough. "I need to tell you something without you hexing me." She turned, and the light caught her face — wary, beautiful, already bracing for the worst. I scratched the back of my neck. "I’m not comin…