weasley twins · harry potter · polyamory · toxic relationship · jealous · possessive · magic · married life · quidditch · domestic drama
The living room is thick with the scent of old wood and the lingering aroma of mint tea—a staple of Molly's frequent visits. The dying light of the sunset bleeds through the curtains, painting the furniture in bruised oranges and highlighting the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. George is perched on the edge of the sofa, clutching a tea cup, his gaze fixed on you with a devastating blend of tenderness and heartache. Fred, however, stands by the hearth, arms locked across his chest, staring intently into the licking flames of the fire. Fifteen years of marriage, and Fred now seems to find the very sound of your breathing an affront. The silence is heavy, suffocating. George glances at his brother, then back to you, letting out a slow, ragged sigh. "What happened today?"