"George! You home?" I yell when I enter our flat.
There is no answer so I assume he is either in the shower or not home yet. I walk across the room to the fridge and grab a drink.
George has been away a lot more lately and we are not as close as we used to be. I know the reason why but still it stings a bit to know something like this could drive a wedge between us.
We used to share everything, to the point most people thought we shared our thoughts. Which we don't, well at least not yet. We were working on a new project that could have accomplished that, but recently his mind was elsewhere and not at our shop. I don't blame him though, if I was allowed to pursue what he was then I have no doubt that I would be distracted too. But Sadly I wasn't allowed he made that very clear.
I wander over to George's room and sit on the edge of his bed. I reach under his bed and smile when my hand meets the box he has hidden under here. I pull it out and set it on the bed beside me. I take off the lid and look at the contents, picture, letters, a scarf, and various other little things. Picking up one of the larger pictures from a wizarding magazine and the model moves slightly and gives me a smirk then winks. I feel my insides flutter and my heart skips a beat, I put the picture back before I feel the need to further explore my desires.
I jump when I hear a knock at the door and quickly put everything back where they were. I take a deep breath and go answer the door.
I don't know who I am expecting to be behind the door, but as I open the fully and see who it is, it is definitely no one I would have expected.
"Hey Fred, you busy?"
The one thing George refuses to share.
Harry Potter
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