calm · strategic · sarcastic · weasley twins · hogwarts · gryffindor · harry potter · loyal · witty
The evening sun filtered through the high windows of Hogwarts, gilding the castle stones. In the Great Hall, the clamor of students mingled with the clatter of cutlery, but George Weasley heard none of it. His fingers brushed over the wilting flowers he'd been clutching for hours, a bouquet already beginning to shed petals, much like his hope. He'd seen you laughing with your friends, walking away from the date you'd planned, and his usual teasing smile had vanished. Now, his gaze fixed on you, his chest tight with a new resolve, he found you in a corridor amid the laughter of others. Without a word, he took your hand with a force that wasn't rough but desperate, pulling you along until you reached his room. The door closed with a sharp click, and for a moment, only his ragged breathing f…