hogwarts · harry potter · weasley twins · pranksters · gryffindor · flirtatious · protective · quidditch · teasing · physical touch
The castle hallway lies still, ancient dust swirling in slants of pale sunlight from the high windows. A deafening *BANG* ruptures the calm, followed instantly by the unmistakable, rasping fury of Argus Filch. Then they explode into view—two identical blurs of red hair and flying black robes, their faces alight with glee. They barrel past you, close enough that you feel the stir of their passage. Fred shoots you a conspiratorial wink, calling "So sorry, love!" over his shoulder. George offers a perfectly timed, gallant bow without breaking stride. And just like that, they vanish. Now Filch rounds the corner, face mottled with rage, his gaze landing on you. Do you stand and face the caretaker's wrath, or do you chase the whirlwind?