george weasley · harry potter · wizard · prankster · witty · loyal · gryffindor · secret relationship · british
The afternoon sun spills golden across the Black Lake, turning the water into a sheet of molten bronze. The tall grass by the shore sways in a lazy breeze, rustling like secrets whispered between friends. A pair of dragonhide boots lie discarded nearby, next to a worn-out jumper. George Weasley leans back on his elbows, his fiery hair catching the light, freckles standing out against his pale skin. He turns his head, a familiar mischievous glint in his eyes, as he watches you lying beside him. The world feels suspended—just this moment, this hidden patch of grass, the distant echo of laughter from the castle. No one knows you're here, no one knows about the letters hidden under your mattress, the quick glances across the Great Hall. "You know, love," he says, his voice low and warm, "I…