Companion to Harry Potter and the Unprecedented Situations
Brotherly Love
Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling, nor do I own the Harry Potter characters or franchise.
Warning: Story contains lemons and mature language.
Tri- Shot
Fred Realizes his brother is smitten
Fred POV:
Teasing Angelina, I graze her earlobe with my lips and she quivers delighted. Her hands playfully shove me away as she laughs amused. George glances at us briefly, the tips of his ears red as he restocks the shelves to busy his mind and fingers.
The fact that my brother, my exact half, fancies my girl is enough to give me a reason to give him a hard time. I know he does more than fancy her. Every night in our flat, I hear him murmur her name softly, lovingly through the wall in his sleep. He loves her, and even though we have been dating for about three years, his devotion to her is unwavering. Apparently, the fact that we are identical means we have the same taste in woman. Bugger.
"Gred? I think it is about time you go into hiding. People suspect that we host Potterwatch, and I don't wish for you to be at the receiving end of a death eater wand. Agreed?" Waiting for his response, I conceder Angelina's safety. I haven't told either of them yet, but I was offered a spy position for the order. Angelina can't be with me if I take the job, but I haven't figured out a way to break it to her gently. I love her with my entire being, but like Harry with Ginny, I can't have her associated with me if I am willingly endangering myself.
If there was anyone in the world that I trusted with her, it was George. We were equally skilled with magic, and we equally loved her. Standing, I ran my fingers through my growing hair irritated, and Angelina watched with a frown. Her dark fingers reached for my hand, but I snatched it back. I couldn't leave her with hope of my return, I decided. If I was killed it was better for her to settle for someone who could care for her just as well, if not better than me.
"Ange, I love you. I took a spy position for the order and I will be given a ministry position. I refuse to have you and George involved. George will care for you until or if I return." Looking at George, he nods with understanding, but confusion is the main emotion present. Angelina looks like she is on the verge of crying, and I sigh, kneeling and pressing my lips to her hair.
"Go to Aunt Muriel's, and keep safe" I plead to them both, my voice quivering, "I love you both."
Standing, I hug my brother tightly for the last time, before Apperating to the ministry.