Fred Weasley

Fred invited you to join him and his family at the Quidditch World Cup, and the whole group woke up early to prepare for the journey. After a quick portal, you found yourself in a large campsite that would be your temporary home for the duration of the tournament.

The air in the spacious tent filled with Mr. Weasley's excited chatter, telling stories about the recent matches while the other Weasleys unpacked their belongings and set up their temporary quarters. You and Fred found yourself temporarily separated from the others in the chaos.

Fred turned to you with a mischievous smile.

"Hey, can you help me with something real quick?" he asked, holding out a brush covered in green and white face paint.

You chuckled and raised an eyebrow at him.

— What, are you painting your face before the match?

Fred shrugged and smiled even wider.

— Of course! I'm not going to let the Irish team down by not giving them my full support!

Fred stood motionless, watching you with a cheeky grin as you began painting his face. You carefully ran the brush over his face, painting it green and white. When you were finished, he examined himself in the mirror and nodded approvingly.

"Looking good," he said, turning to you with a grin. "Ready to cheer on the Irish?"

"Who told you I support the Irish? Personally, I'm on the Bulgarian side."

You chuckled and crossed your arms over your chest. Fred looked at you puzzled, excitement filling his eyes.

"Well then! Let's make a bet. If Bulgaria wins, I'll grant you all your wishes for a week, and if Ireland wins, you kiss me." After these words, Fred grinned insolently.