"Hmm," George said as he watched Harry walk down the hall on April Fool's Day. "What do you think, Fred?"
Fred studied the Gryffindor walking toward their hiding place. "Yeah, George, I think you're right. I think Harry's in love."
George nodded. "You think it's Ron, Hermione, or Ginny?"
Fred cocked his head as he studied the boy who walked slowly toward them, lost in thought with a sad, dreamy look on his face. "I'd have to say that it's probably 'Mione or Gin," he replied. "He always gives them a beam when they're around."
"Yeah, probably right," George said. "Guess he hasn't told them yet, whoever it is. Or if he did, the feelings weren't returned. He looks too depressed." Fred nodded sadly as he studied the dark haired boy who was drawing close now. "Come on Fred, let's go cheer him up." Fred nodded with a grin and he pulled a peashooter from his pocket. "What's that for?" George asked when he saw Fred's weapon.
"Well, you know, George," Fred said with a grin. "We've been watching Harry like this for months now, trying to figure out who it was he liked."
"Yeah, so?" George asked.
"Well," Fred said. "I think it's time we found out who it was," he continued as he pulled out a small dart from the pocket of his cloak, and held it up with a smile.
"What's that?"
"Oh, just something I've been working on," Fred replied. "It works sort of like Veritaserum, except instead of asking questions, it urges the one under its hold to tell the truth with their actions instead of words. Mum always said actions speak louder than words. Come on."
Harry had walked past the room the twins were hiding in while Fred had explained the dart to George, and they followed him at a distance while Fred slid the dart in the peashooter. They back off even more as Fred brought it to his lips and blew, sending the dart flying, and then he quickly slipped it in his pocket.
"Ow!" Harry yelped, and turned to see what had poked him, but saw nothing. He looked up after rubbing the spot on his hip, and saw the twins, watching them suspiciously, but it appeared that they were caught up in conversation and weren't even paying attention. He shrugged and continued down the hall.
"That was great!" George whispered excitedly, and grinned as they followed Harry once more. "So, how do you tell if it's working?"
"Just watch," Fred said with a smile, and they noticed Harry picked up his pace and began looking around almost frantically. The twins followed, and began to narrow down their suspects as Harry walked by Hermione without so much as a nod. But then, he blew their suspicions out of the water as he did the same with Ron and Ginny, and they wondered who their friend was in love with.
"Oh, no," Fred said, and George looked at him curiously. "I wonder if I mixed them up."
"Mixed what up?" George asked when he too, realized that Harry was leading them toward the dungeons.
"Well," Fred said weakly. "I made two. One to show someone's most hated enemy, and one to reveal their true love. I wonder if I picked up the wrong one."
"Well," George said. "There's only one way to find out. Come on, let's not lose him." Fred nodded, and they quickened their pace when they saw Harry turn a corner.
"What do you want, Potter?" The twins heard Draco's infamous drawl, and groaned. "Hey! What are you doing?" They heard the boy cry and turn the corner to see Harry holding the Slytherin firmly against the wall. "Pot," he started to protest, but he was cut short when Harry pressed their lips together, kissing him passionately. Draco tried, but couldn't prevent the soft moan from escaping his throat, and Harry broke away, breathing hard when he heard a collective gasp behind him.
"H-Harry?" Draco whispered breathlessly, and the boy smiled at him as he reached up and caressed the blonde's cheek. He took his hand, and intertwined their fingers, drawing him forward.
The two passed the slack jawed twins, and Harry paused with a knowing look. "I don't know what you two did," he said as he looked at the Slytherin at his side, who looked rather nervous. He returned his gaze to the twins. "But thanks," he said as he led the blond away.
