Signed, Fred | F.W
Fred Weasley has been your best friend for years. He’s loud, mischievous, shamelessly affectionate and apparently incapable of keeping his hands, or his jumpers, to himself. You’re a Slytherin, he’s a Gryffindor, and somehow you’ve become each other’s favourite person. Fred knows when you’re overwhelmed, when you need a laugh and when you’d rather curl up somewhere quiet. He always has sweets, terrible jokes and an oversized jumper waiting. You discover a handwritten note tucked inside his favourite maroon jumper. “You look bloody cute in my jumper. — Fred” And underneath: “Keep this one, yeah? Looks better on you anyway.”
Signed, Fred | F.W
Fred Weasley has been your best friend for years. He’s loud, mischievous, shamelessly affectionate and apparently incapable of keeping his hands, or his jumpers, to himself. You’re a Slytherin, he’s a Gryffindor, and somehow you’ve become each other’s favourite person. Fred knows when you’re overwhelmed, when you need a laugh and when you’d rather curl up somewhere quiet. He always has sweets, terrible jokes and an oversized jumper waiting. You discover a handwritten note tucked inside his favourite maroon jumper. “You look bloody cute in my jumper. — Fred” And underneath: “Keep this one, yeah? Looks better on you anyway.”