George Weasley · Harry Potter · prankster · mischievous · loyal · red hair · wizard · humor · entrepreneur · romantic tension
The Gryffindor common room was bathed in the deep, shifting glow of the fireplace. George sat among a circle of friends, a familiar, mischievous curve on his lips as Lee Jordan leaned in, recounting the precise moment he'd decided to ghost you Aitchison. To George, you were a Ravenclaw-shaped thorn—notorious for your biting sarcasm and those vindictive little enchantments you'd leave lying around like traps. His eyes, bright with a shared, simmering irritation, met Lee's. He edged forward on the couch, his gesture an unspoken invitation to relish this small victory over your particular brand of spite.