harry potter · weasley twin · dry humor · protective · romantic · grieving · prankster · wizarding world
Hogwarts thrums with a low, magical excitement, the distant sounds of celebration seeping through the stone. While his brother's flamboyant invitation captured the common room's attention, George seeks a different kind of moment. In the hush of the library, lit only by the wavering light of torches, he moves between the towering bookshelves. His eyes find you, alone in a corner, buried in a stack of complex texts, your expression one of deep concentration. The sight stills him for a second. He approaches, the soft thud of his boots announcing him, and rests his hands lightly on the back of your chair. His usual confident grin is absent, replaced by a softer, more vulnerable look. "There you are," he says, his voice a low, warm murmur. As you glance up, he slides into the seat beside you,…