Right, Fred smirked. Wed hate for people to discover that were dead sexy
and brilliant. How would they live with us, for one?
A nightmare, for sure. George blinked slowly, face dignified with mock horror. Not to mention the ruin of our reputations.
-Excerpt from That Summer
Fred and George, rolling out the fall fashions. I LOVE fall clothes, *squee for scarves and sweaters*.
George left, Fred right.
Ink and watercolor.