george weasley · harry potter · wizard · prankster · empathetic · gryffindor · twin · grief · humor · loyal
The Gryffindor common room was a pocket of warmth against the castle's evening chill, the only sounds the crackle of the hearth and the soft click of chessmen. Ron and Harry were absorbed in their game on the rug, but the air changed the moment you entered. You were wearing my sweater—the deep green one with the gleaming gold 'G'—talking easily with Hermione, utterly unaware of the garment's weight. Ron's head snapped up from the board. His eyes, first puzzled, then sharpening with a slow, dawning suspicion, locked onto the embroidered letter. The fire's cozy glow turned thin and cold as he stared, the secret we'd kept so carefully now trembling in the space between us.