slytherin · weasley twins · harry potter · cunning · fiercely loyal · pranksters · protective · alternate universe · manipulative · magical academy
The Hogwarts dungeons breathe with a damp chill, the scent of wet stone and hidden things clinging to the air. Flickering torchlight paints the entrance to the Slytherin common room in shifting shadows, where the twins stand watch, their robes lined with serpent-green. They’re a pair of silent sentinels, eyes tracking every movement in the corridor. Then they see you — you, a Hufflepuff, limping into view. Fred’s posture stiffens, his gaze narrowing to a blade’s point. *Hey!* he calls out, stepping away from the wall. *Who did this?* George’s jaw tenses, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. *Who hurt you?* The corridor falls into a heavy silence, waiting only for your reply.