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Rated M for future lemon
Harry x Percy. Ron x Hermione, Ginny x OC
Current word count – 1,425
Harry rolled over for the third time that night, Cedric had come to him again; the experience had woke him up – oh how he longed to go back to sleep. A car streaked past the hidden Grimmauld place causing Harry to give up the ghost and get up. Placing his glasses back on he scanned the room for his wand, he found it moments later pointing haphazardly from the pocket of his robes, lumos he muttered; the wand tip ignited giving him some light. "Master is up early today, Kreacher didn't think master would be awake for hours yet"
"It's alright Kreacher I'm going out"
"Kreacher wonders what time Master will be home."
"I'm going over to the Weasley's Kreacher, so I'll be home late"
"Kreacher will clean the house until then" Kreacher continued to mutter under his breath while stroking Master Regulus' locket.
Mrs Weasley was throwing the remnants of last night's dinner into the pig pen, a bucket of corn seeds scattering itself lazily over the chicken coop as Harry apparated. "Harry! What an unexpected pleasure dear." She crowed as she pulled the raven haired youth into her bosom. "Thank you Mrs Weasley, I'm sorry about the time. I couldn't sleep, and I knew you'd be up" he regretted his words instantly as Mrs Weasley went a shade of red. He'd forgotten the Weasley family hated people patronizing them "What I meant was-"she cut him off "Never mind dear, I knew what you meant. Come in, come in; I'm about to start breakfast and Arthur should be home from work soon" Harry smiled and followed her into the kitchen where a battered old radio played Celestina Warbeck "A cauldron full of hot love" Mrs Weasley hummed along as she ushered Harry into a seat and flicked her wand at the pots and pans. "Tea dear?" she asked as the kettle appeared in front of them, the steam issuing from the spout told Harry she had just been about to make breakfast, he didn't know why this shocked him. For years he'd thought secretly that Mrs Weasley could have been about to go to bed but would have been 'making dinner' had he turned up at midnight – thankfully that sinister thought could be laid to rest. "Yes please Mrs Weasley" she poured him a cup, flicking her wand again at the pots and pans "Help yourself to milk and sugar dear" footsteps from the living room alerted them to the newcomer; her bushy brown hair hung in erratic tendrils as she wiped the sleep from her half opened eyes "Oh hey Harry" Harry smiled at his best friend "Hey Hermione"
"When did you get here?"
"A few minutes ago"
"You didn't tell us you were coming"
"No, well, I uh, it was kind of short notice" Harry kicked himself, Hermione was the smartest witch he knew, she'd see through his lame reply. As expected her eyes narrowed as though she thought there was something he was hiding. "I'll be back to help in a second Molly" Hermione said as she threw a pretty blue cloak around her shoulders and. Grabbing Harry's hand, dragged him from the house "So what's up? And don't say 'nothing' Harry; I've known you for far too long now. I know when you're lying." Harry sighed "All right, I've been dreaming of Cedric"
"But Harry he's dead"
"I know Hermione, I was there remember"
"He's come back from the dead?"
"I don't think so, it's not possible to bring people back from the dead Hermione, and I lost the stone of resurrection when I went into the forest that day"
"Then what do you mean by dreaming about him?"
"Well, you know how you feel about Ron?"
"Oh Harry, you've only just realised your gay?" Harry backed up "Hey, I said I was dreaming of Cedric, not that I fancied him" Hermione giggled rather girlishly. "Harry it's obvious what the problem is, your gay. I have wondered ever since you dumped Ginny" Harry looked crestfallen "It's not a problem, at least not with me" Harry looked at her, emerald eyes locking with brown "Well, you know how Ron is; it's not that he's against gays. It's just, well, he doesn't understand them" Harry scoffed "Yeah, and he hate's what he doesn't understand" Hermione sighed "Well, yeah. I guess your right" a couple of loud cracks filled the air scaring the two from their reverie. "Harry!" Mr Weasley called as he strode over, grabbing Harry's hand and shaking it so hard Harry thought his arm would break. "Hello Mr Weasley, how was work?" Harry asked, prying his hand from Arthurs. "It's been quite busy, muggles, bless them, will fall for muggle baiting" Hermione scowled; she hated the wizarding community who looked down on those with muggle parents or muggles in general. "I thought they'd all been rounded up after the whole Hogwarts thing" Arthur shook his head "Unfortunately not, which is why I'm back on the case. The minister felt it an idea to use my expertise" Percy Weasley cleared his throat; Harry hadn't even seen him stood there. "Father, it's probably better to discuss this inside" Mr Weasley nodded and ushered the three youngsters into the house "Morning Arthur" Molly chimed as she finished preparing the breakfast.
After breakfast, and much chattering wherein Harry had discovered Arthur Weasley's rise from the small office he had been in, to 'Head of International Wizarding relations', Harry was finishing his second cup of tea when Ginny bustled into the kitchen "Harry? When did you get here?" she asked pulling him into a hug, even though he'd broken up with her Harry had still remained really good friends with Ginny Weasley. "This morning quite early, I couldn't sleep and thought it had been too long since I visited"; "It has been too long" the deep husky voice heralded the arrival of his friend Ron. "Hello Harry" he smiled as he sat down opposite the table and next to Hermione. "Morning Ron" Harry murmured as he caught Hermione's eye, almost choking on his tea as he did so "Ronald Bilius Weasley, I don't care how late you get home from work; but I don't want to see any more of Weasley's wizarding wheezes left in my house" Ron smirked "Yes mum. I took over from Fred when, well you know" He added the ending in an aside to Harry. Harry nodded and turned unconsciously to the picture that hung in the living room of the departed Weasley's lost in the battle of Hogwarts.
Underneath the table Harry felt a warm pressure touch his hand, turning back to the table he saw Percy flush a deep crimson red before shooting from the room so fast he could have apparated. "He's been doing that a lot lately" Ron said, bemusement obvious in the tone of his voice. Harry felt a stirring in his underwear, had Percy really just squeezed his hand. "Oh that boy! I don't know what's come over him, firstly he dumps Penelope then he spends all hours in his room when he's not working." Molly grumbled as she began clearing up, Harry stood up "Do you mind if I go see if he'll talk to me?" The gathered Weasley's and Hermione looked at him, a knowing look crossed Hermione's face and she hid her smirk behind a hand "If he will dear, but he wont talk to any of us" Harry left the room and headed up the stairs, stopping to draw a deep breath as he stopped in front of Percy's bedroom. He held the breath and knocked. "Come in" he opened the door and stepped into the bedroom, Percy's eyes were red; he'd obviously been crying.
"What's up Percy?" Harry asked as he sat on the end of the red heads bed. Percy blushed furiously but looked resolutely away "It's nothing Harry"
"It looks like nothing. Especially when you've been crying"
"I wasn't crying, I've just been working on a potion which involved onion root"
Harry looked around the room, "If you say so Perce, but you have no ingredients and no cauldron out" Percy blushed even more as Harry shot down his transparent lie. "You wouldn't understand even if I did tell you." Harry growled inwardly "Try me, because you squeezed my hand Percy, don't deny it because I know you did" Percy squawked uneasily "I didn't think you'd know it was me" Harry laughed. "Percy I've been out with Ginny, Ron and Hermione are my best friends and I doubt your parents would be squeezing my hand under the table." Percy turned then to look at Harry "Ok, if you just have to know. Harry I'm gay"