Chapter four: the goat and the lion
"Great." Harry said as Fred entered the room "Just great." Harry stripped down to his boxer shorts and slipped into the makeshift bed next to Fred's leaving the actual bed for George and Lupin for when they got back.
"I don't think it's a bad thing." Fred said "You can stop yourself looking like yourself. Have people treat you normally for once."
"It also means I have another reason I'm different." Harry said as Fred lay down on the mattress next to Harry's and pulled up the covers.
"But try listing the things that make me a freak!" Harry said "One, I'm a Wizard, two, I'm bisexual, three, I defeated the greatest known evil in the world at the age of one, four, I actually LIKE school, five, I duelled with Voldemort and survived, six, I can speak Parseltounge, seven, I am famous, eight, I defeated a basilisk and now nine, I am a metamorphagus!"
"That's just superficial stuff." Fred said "Underneath the fame you are just an ordinary guy… Well I admit you are more then ordinary, you're courageous, noble, and generous and you have a great sense of humour…"
"If I didn't know better I'd say you were trying to comfort me." Harry said.
"It's the truth." Fred said and if you won't believe me I'll kill you." Harry laughed
"I don't believe you." Fred gave a pretend growl and leapt from his bed and wrestled with the young boy and pinned him down.
"Believe me or I kill you by tickle torture."
"Never!" Cried Harry dramatically. Fred released Harry and grabbed his wand.
"Avian!" he cried and the end of his wand turned into a feather.
"Nooo!" Harry said jokingly as Fred lunged at Harry and started to brush his feet with the end of his wand.
"No! Fred… Stop!" Harry cried as Ron opened the door
"What the hell is going on here?" He said
"I'm trying to convince Harry that he's perfect." Fred said
"Good luck." Ron said sighing and closed the door. "Tickle torture." they heard him say as a way of explanation to the others.
"Well that's a relief." They heard Molly Weasley say from the corridor "I thought he was killing him or something."
"Parents…" said Fred before heaving Harry onto his bed and pinning him there. "Admit it. You're a wonderful person!" he said threateningly.
"Promise not to tickle me again?"
"Promise."
"Fine! You're right!" Harry squirmed uncomfortably under Fred
"Success!" Fred said grinning. Harry tried to wriggle away and Fred quickly stopped him by putting his knees on Harry's thighs. Harry would never admit it to anyone but the simple act of wrestling with Fred was making him more then slightly aroused. Fred leaned down over Harry's prone form until their faces were only an inch apart.
"Fred what are you…"
"You admitted it yourself. You're a wonderful guy." Fred leaned his head closer and kissed Harry full on the lips. Harry started to protest before he found himself kissing back. He opened his mouth and felt Fred's tongue slip in. Harry pulled away sharply.
"Fred… I…"
"Sorry… I don't know what came over me…" Fred said
"Don't apologise, I kissed back remember… It's just that aren't you…"
"Taken? Nope."
"Never mind then." Harry said and leant in. Fred quickly cast a silencing charm over the room that would break when someone entered or left before pressing his mouth to Harry's. Harry moaned into Fred's mouth as the two rolled around, arms and legs entangled in each other Their tongues tangled messily, grinning mouths joining and merging quickly in mutual impatience and Harry thought that for once, things were finally looking up.
