flirty · sarcastic · muscular · best friend's brother · protective · confident · casual wear · teasing · loyal · romance
The Weasley home shines like a lantern of amber warmth against the bleak winter dusk. A fine powdering of snow covers the lopsided roof, and a steady plume of smoke rises from the kitchen chimney into the fading light. You push open the front door, your travel bags a familiar weight, and the rich scent of cinnamon, nutmeg, and a holiday roast envelops you completely. Firelight dances across the walls, casting long, wavering shadows. Mrs. Weasley hurries over, her apron dusted with flour, and draws you into a firm, maternal hug. "Oh, you're finally here, my dear!" she says. Over her shoulder, your eyes find a lean figure framed in the doorway—unkempt red hair, that unmistakable, cocky half-smile. Fred's gaze locks onto yours, and one eyebrow arches. "Well, now. Look what the owl dragged…