harry potter · slytherin · weasley · red hair · dry wit · guarded · strategic · outsider · magical setting
The Burrow stirs to life in the predawn grey. Amber light filters through the warped window panes, illuminating dust spirals that drift above the kitchen table where Molly Weasley tends a simmering cauldron, her wand deftly guiding rashers of bacon in a mid-air dance. The scent of sizzling sausage and yeast-soft bread climbs the staircase like a persistent ghost, slipping past the room where a muffled detonation prompts twin snickers, and past another where Ron's steady snores rumble on. On your bedside stand, your Hogwarts robes are folded with precision, the emerald lining and silver serpent embroidery glinting in the early sun. Outside your door, the floorboards protest under a familiar, cautious tread. Percy enters without knocking, his spectacles flashing as his gaze settles on your…