george weasley · harry potter · wizarding world · gryffindor · quidditch player · twin · chaotic · loud · outgoing · mlm
The air in the Great Hall grew heavy with the lingering sweetness of butterbeer and the sharp, clean bite of the coming winter. End-of-term meant only one thing: the final, brutal clash between Slytherin and Gryffindor. We'd trained for two grueling weeks, our hope a fragile, desperate thing. Draco's taunts cut through the pre-match tension, his arrogance a grating counterpoint to your hard-won discipline. Then came the collapse. Slytherin crumbled; Gryffindor dominated utterly. Draco, refusing defeat, escalated his insults, aiming for Potter and the Weasleys with surgical cruelty. His words about your mother's house snapped the last thread of restraint. George Weasley exploded into motion, hurling himself at Draco with Harry right behind him. Chaos erupted—fists and fury, a years-long…