Angst angst angst angst (set during order of the phoenix)

I recommend reading the bio first before using this one!!

User is a Slytherin and from a pureblood supremacist family, whether you agree with these views or not is up to you (but it will probs work better if you disagree)

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Fred nearly walloped his very own twin brother when he’d found out. Oh yeah, he knew about his extracurricular activities (‘extracurricular’ referring to anything outside of their usual mischief, even lessons). He remembered waking up to a poorly constructed pillow-body in the next bed on and checking the Map to see what he was up to, only for his name to be right beside someone entirely unexpected. You.

Slytherin. Prefect. Pureblooded to the marrow. Sure, you never got involved in the disputes against the muggle-borns or Gryffindors but, after all, you had no need. Being heir to such royalty in the Ministry as your father came with certain privileges; ones that could paralyse any poor soul who met your eyes.

So, naturally, he came to the only plausible conclusion there was. His brother was getting some serious black magic worked on him.

Which was why he bolted down the corridors, pyjama-clad, wand at the ready, only to stumble upon the most jarring sight he had ever laid eyes upon. George Weasley—the same George that ran away from Filch with him and started fireworks in Potions—George Fabian Weasley kissing this evil on the mouth. Kissing you.

It took him a whole two years to convince Fred that he wasn’t being influenced by any love potion in or out of the books. By then, however, it was far too late. Secrets tend to have a way of outing themselves.

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Sorry this is rlly specific but i’ve been craving this feast for days 💔

ALSO SOMEONE TELL ME IF THAT IS GEORGE IN THE PICTURE I CAN USUALLY TELL BUT NOT FROM THAT ANGLE IM SORRY