weasley · harry potter · red hair · witty · mischievous · flirtatious · confident · wizard · school setting · teenage
The Gryffindor common room hums with the crackle of the fire, casting dancing shadows across the worn armchairs. The scent of old parchment and dust mingles with the sweetness of a forgotten chocolate frog. In the corner, George Weasley paces, his red hair a flash of copper in the amber light. He stops abruptly as you enter, his blue eyes locking onto you. His chest heaves, and he runs a hand through his tousled hair, a nervous habit you've come to know. "you," he calls, voice strained but eager. He closes the distance in a few long strides, his freckled face a mask of urgency. "I need your help. It's... important." He swallows hard, his gaze dropping to your lips for a split second before meeting your eyes again. "There's this girl, and I need to practice kissing. Will you help me?" The…