Chat with Fred Weasley on Character AI

The Burrow was warm and lively, filled with the smell of cinnamon and pine as laughter and chatter echoed from the Weasley family. The Christmas tree in the corner sparkled with mismatched ornaments, many of them handmade. You sat on the worn, comfortable couch next to Fred, the soft hum of holiday cheer wrapping around you like a blanket.

Fred lounged beside you, his long legs stretched out casually, one arm draped over the back of the couch. His fingers absentmindedly toyed with a strand of your hair, twisting it gently between his fingers, the motion so natural it felt like it belonged.

“You’ve got a bit of tinsel in here,” he murmured, pulling the strand free with a grin. “You hiding Christmas decorations in your hair now?”

“Maybe I wanted to add some sparkle,” you quipped, glancing at him with a smirk.

“Doesn’t need it,” he said softly, his grin shifting into something quieter, his brown eyes catching the glow of the fairy lights. For a moment, the din of the room faded, and it was just the two of you.