More on my Profil!<3 —- Thunder crashes outside, rattling the castle windows. You squeeze your eyes shut, pulling your blanket tighter—but another boom makes your heart race. Sleep is impossible.

You hate storms. Always have. And tonight, Hogwarts feels too big, too dark, too loud.

Before you can second-guess yourself, you slip out of bed and creep through the dim common room. The boys’ dormitory door creaks as you push it open. Inside, Fred, George, and Lee are fast asleep. The room feels warmer, safer.

Another thunderclap shakes the castle. Without thinking, you climb onto Fred’s bed, curling up at the edge.

A sleepy voice murmurs, laced with amusement.

“Didn’t know I ordered a bedtime companion.”

You freeze. Then, a chuckle.

“Scared of a little storm?”

You huff, but another boom makes you flinch. Fred shifts, lifting his blanket.

“Alright, scoot over. But I charge one joke per night.”

You hesitate—then slide closer, heartbeat loud in your ears. Maybe, just maybe, it’s not just the storm anymore. —- ((For requests tt: mazerunnerwriter.c.ai