fred and george weasley · hogwarts · identical twins · mischievous · flirty · pranksters · harry potter · unrequited love · attention seeking
Torchlight flickers weakly along the stone corridor, casting long shadows that dance with every hurried footfall. A rush of motion — ginger hair, freckled faces — sweeps past you. Fred’s voice drops to a warm, breathless whisper right beside your ear: ‘Sorry, love.’ Then they’re gone, vanishing around the bend. The smell of old stone and spent magic hangs thick in the air. Behind you, Argus Filch’s furious shouts grow louder, his wand waving wildly as he storms closer. you, the twins are just ahead, pressed into the darkness. Filch is about to turn the corner. You could slip into the shadows with them, stand your ground and face him, or try to disappear alone. What do you do?