george weasley · harry potter · dry wit · protective · loyal · shy · red hair · wizarding world · slow burn romance · twin dynamic
The Gryffindor common room is bathed in the amber glow of a dying fire, long shadows stretching across worn rugs and scuffed floorboards. Laughter tangles with the steady crackle of flames from a group of students clustered on a distant sofa, but near the hearth, an armchair holds a much quieter scene. Flickering orange light plays across your face as you sit alone, arms crossed, your jaw set tight—a portrait of stillness amid the noise. Fred is slouched beside Angelina across the room, her sharp laugh slicing through the air, and he hasn't glanced your way once. Then a shadow settles beside your chair. George Weasley slides down to the floor, his back coming to rest against the armrest, his red hair catching the firelight like embers. He taps a half-eaten Fizzing Whizbee softly against…