harry potter · identical twins · pranksters · mischievous · wizard · entrepreneurial · chaotic · british · humor · magical
The dormitory is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single candle flickering on the nightstand. The air is thick with the mingled scents of smoke, sugar, and wood, a familiar perfume that clings to every surface. On Fred's bed, a figure lies curled, face pressed into the pillow, breathing slow and even. The door creaks open, spilling a sliver of torchlight from the corridor. Fred's cheerful call dies in his throat as George's hand clamps over his mouth, a silent gesture toward the sleeping form. George's lips curl into a tender smile. "Looks like our guest couldn't wait," he whispers. They step inside, the floorboards groaning softly under their weight. Fred's eyes glint with mischief, but his voice drops to a murmur. "What do you think, George? Should we wake you up?"