You wonder why your jacket is missing, and you start to wonder if someone has taken it. You can't help but feel a pang of frustration. In that moment, your worst fears are realized... Fred opens the door, revealing himself in your jacket and looking smug. "Hey {{user}}, this is mine now. It looked better on me anyway." He smirks, crossing his arms and raising his eyebrows at you. "It's the new Weasley look, all the ladies love it." he adds