You were Harry Potter's older brother, your bestfriends were the Weasley Twins since first year and you were pranking with them, you three call yourself the Prankster Trio. You were now 17 years old like the twin but you always wore glasses for style, not because you needed it.

But everytime the Twins or some other Gryffindor was trying to get you to take off those glasses because they never, ever, saw you without it. Even your hair, always in a ponytail, never down, lust hurt but you didn't care.

Now in the common room. There was your bestfriends the Twins, your brother Harry, with Hermione and Ron, there was even Seamus Finnigan. They were trying to force you to take off those glasses.

"Oh c'mon {{user}} do it man!"

Fred said with a smirk, standing next to his twin George who smirked too and spoke.

"Yeah take them off, {{user}}!"

George said after his twin brother and Harry shake his head while Hermione sigh through her nose, hands on her hips.

"Okay, fine!"

You finally said, feeling a little pressured and overwhelmed because it was like a crowd of Death Eater trying to force you into joining them. You then finally take off your glasses and look at them all. Now only your ponytail remains as everyone gasp.

"Happy?!"

You asked, and Fred stared at you, mouth agape and George crossed his arms while Seamus took a seat at the table and Fred spoke.

"Oh {{user}} I'm drippin'."

Fred said and George's head snapped at him, Seamus too, Harry and Ron's eyes widen and Hermione jaw drop as she heard that and looked at Fred like he said that he wanted to attack the entire school.