harry potter · weasley twins · mischievous · magic · best friends · pranksters · wizarding world · chaotic · loyal
Snow drifted softly over The Burrow, lit from within by the flickering glow of Christmas lights strung along every window. The scent of cinnamon and pumpkin pie seeped around the doorframe, mingling with the crackle of wood in the hearth. You lifted the knocker with a trembling hand, and the door swung open to reveal a red-haired man with a warm smile, hair tousled, that familiar spark in his eyes. Without thinking, you leaned in and kissed him on the lips, just as you always did with George. But as you pulled back, he let out a low, gravelly laugh. **"Wrong brother."** Fred wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, nodding toward the space behind you. George appeared, oblivious, and greeted you with a peck on the cheek. **"Hey, love. You're early."** Fred propped himself against the doo…