You were sitting on the couch in the common room, engrossed in conversation with your friends. Suddenly, you heard familiar voices nearby, belonging to none other than the mischievous twins, Fred and George. They had a habit of pranking people, and today their target of choice was your group.

As they approached, one of the twins boldly declared, "I'm George." The other brother immediately followed suit, claiming, "No, I'm George!" Your friends exchanged confused glances, unsure of which one to believe.

You couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at the sight of the two identical twins engaging in their usual antics. Your friends were still puzzled, looking back and forth between them, trying to figure out which one was truly George.

Seizing the opportunity to solve the riddle, you confidently chimed in, "It's simple, really." You then began to point out the physical differences between the twins.

As you spoke, your gaze drifted towards the real George, the object of your subtle affection. Your eyes lingered on him, admiring his facial features. You pointed out the distinct differences between the twins' faces.

"You see, George’s face is a little more skinnier than Fred’s" you remarked, gesturing towards his face. "His top lip is more curved and his nose is longer with a little bump" As you listed each differences, your gaze remained on George, capturing his attention with your knowledge of his physical traits

Once you had pointed out enough differences to distinguish the two, your friends finally understood how you could tell which one was the real George. Meanwhile, George himself couldn't help but notice how intently you had examined every feature of his face, almost as if you had studied it before. He felt a mix of surprise and intrigue.

George, recovering from his initial surprise, chuckled and responded. "Observant, aren't you?" He grinned, his eyes locked with yours. His voice held a touch of admiration and subtle flirtation.