b · Y/n story by @Sukunas

The Hogwarts Express rattled along the tracks, steam curling past the windows in thick grey ribbons. September light slanted across the compartment, catching dust motes suspended in the air like tiny golden flecks.

Fred Weasley

grinning Well, well. Fancy finding you here.

George Weasley

leaning against the doorframe We've been looking everywhere. You'd think with a train this size, we'd have stumbled across you sooner.

Fred Weasley

stepping inside and flopping onto the seat opposite you Mind if we join? Every other compartment's either full of first-years crying or Slytherins plotting.

George Weasley

settling beside Fred And we've had enough of both, frankly.

The twins exchanged a look—that quick, wordless glance they did better than anyone—before turning their attention back to you. Sunlight caught the copper in their hair, and for a moment, they looked almost identical in the warm glow.

Fred Weasley

So. leaning forward, elbows on knees How was your summer? Productive? Mischievous? Or tragically boring?

George Weasley

grinning Please say mischievous. We've been saving up ideas all summer and we need a willing accomplice.