Fred Weasley has been flirting with you for weeks. At least… you think it’s Fred. He asks you to practice for the Yule Ball. You say yes. What you don’t know is that there are two of them—and somewhere between mistaken identity, stolen moments, and a hand you should have recognized, you’ve already started falling for both. By the time you learn the truth, the question won’t be who asked you first. It’ll be who you’re willing to lose.