I'm so sorry! I wanted to have this done yesterday but I was travelling most of the day so I wasn't able to finish till 1am! Since my reading week is over update are going to have to slow down a bit. I aim to post a new chapter every week on Wednesday.
I hope you enjoy Harry interacting with Fred and George.

WARNING: None

Again none characters belong to me. Enjoy.

Chapter 04

Slipping into the Great Hall with 10 minutes to spare before breakfast ended, Harry sat at the end of the mostly empty Gryffindor table and rubbed his hands over his bone tired face. His lesson with Madam Pomfrey ended just after curfew. He got a note explaining what he was doing out so late but if seen by Filch it wouldn't make a difference, so he ended up running all the way to the Fat Lady's portrait. All he wanted to do was fall into his bed and sleep but he still had to finish History of Magic homework. It wasn't overly complicated just time consuming. Once he finished it was early in the morning so he tried to get some sleep while he could but he just ended up oversleeping.

Pulling a plate in front of him he began to pile it with toast, bacon, scrambled eggs and fruit. He missed dinner the night before so he was quite ravenous, and with no time to run down to the kitchens without being late to Charms he had to brave the Great Hall.

A soft voice startled Harry out of his thoughts.

"Harry?"

Looking up he saw his nervous looking friend. "Yeah, Nev?"

"I wanted to…" Neville's face looked conflicted then he shook his head and gave him a weary smile. "It's nothing. I'll see you in class, yea."

Harry gave him a confused smile back. "Sure." He watched his friend leave, too tired to try and figure out what Neville wanted to tell him. So he pushed it the back of his mind to think about later and went back to eating his food until he felt a presence next to him. Peeking out from under his fringe he saw one of the Weasley twins sitting next to him, leaning against the table looking at him.

"Hello Harry."

"Err…hello?"

"I saw you sitting here alone and thought I'd come sit with you. I'm Fred Weasley." Fred held out his hand to Harry.

"I know who you are." Harry said a little wary and went to put his hand in Fred's to shake but Fred grasped it and pressed a gentle kiss to it instead.

Shocked, Harry just stared at him with his mouth wide open. Then he started to panic as his eyes darted around the now empty hall. Knowing that they were alone he calmed down and turned to look into Fred's playfully smiling face. Only then did he realize that Fred was still holding his hand.

Bush staining his face he pulled his hand out of Fred's and asked. "Why…why did you do that?"

"Because I wanted to." Fred's smile turned cheeky.

"I …" Harry was dumbfounded, though he was pretty sure Fred was just playing with him so he grabbed his book bag and stood. "I have to go, I'm…I'm going to be late for Charms." Without another word he rushed out of the Great Hall hoping he wouldn't get into too much trouble with Professor Flitwick. Maybe he should have just gone to the kitchens to eat.

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Standing on his tiptoes Harry tried to grab a book that was just out of reach. At times like this he cursed his relatives for how they treated him. The lack of proper food and bedroom while he younger really stunted his growth, he was the shortest boy in their year. Coming to Hogwarts did help his body development but the majority of the damage was already done.

A warm body pressed up against his own as an arm reached up to grab the book he wanted. Twirling around he came face to face with a familiar freckled face and bright red hair.

"Hello there Harry, my name's George Weasley. Do you need a hand?" George said not handing over the book but he backed out of Harry's personal space.

"Hi and err…thanks." Harry shifted uncomfortably and held out a hand. "Can I have the book please?"

George grin turned into smirk. "Sure." Taking large stride he walked away, making Harry rush after him. Thankfully he headed over to the table Harry had been working at, which unbeknownst to him was the same table the Weasley twins ambushed his friend the day before. Sitting down opposite to where Harry was working he perused through the book 'Common Magical Ailments and Afflictions'. "What class are you reading this for?" He asked as Harry snatched it out of his hands.

Moving around the table he cautiously sat in front of his half finished essay. Harry wasn't sure what was going on. First Fred talked to him that morning and now his twin, were they up to something? "It's not for a class per se. Madam Pomfrey is giving me lessons so I can become a Healer." Opening the book to the index he found the page number for the chapter on Scrofungulus. Flipping to the right page he began to read, making note on a separate parchment every so often. He heard movement across the table and he realised that George was still there watching him. "Um…do you mind?"

"Not at all." George smiled as a faint blush spread on Harry's face. He had no intention of leaving though. Seeing him blush just reinforced his desire to watch and spend time with Harry. It was a wonder it took him as long as it did to realise how adorable he really was.

Harry quickly ducked his head and pretended to read his book, he wasn't really sure what he should do. Insist he go away? Talk with him? Or ignore him? Deciding on the latter he concentrated on his work, George was bound to get bored sitting here with him sooner or later and leave. It was only a few minutes later he heard a chair scraping against the floor only for George to return with a book of his own. Though, if he actually read it was questionable.

They sat in silence for quite some time that Harry began to relax in George's presence; it wasn't until his stomach rumbled that he realized just how late it was getting.

"I should get going, dinner has probably started." Standing up Harry piled up parchment and books, tossing them into his bag. He planned on checking out 'Common Magical Ailments and Afflictions' before he left the library. "Um…Thanks, again, for getting the book down for me. I'll see you around." With that he turned to walk away but a hand grabbed his wrist and he turned to face George.

"It was my pleasure, Harry." George purred his name just causing Harry's face to turn a bright red. "I really enjoyed our time together, I hope we can do it again some time."

He fled.

Rushing out of the library, only stopping to check the book out with Madam Pince, Harry headed to the dorm to drop off his bag. 'Was he flirting with me!?' He thought, completely flustered. As the portrait hole came into sight he slowed his pace. To say Harry was confused by the events of today would be an understatement. The common room was empty when he stepped in so he proceeded right up the stairs to his dorm, tossing the bag onto his four poster bed. 'They're both probably just messing with me…I'm nothing but a big joke…'

With that he headed down to dinner.

To be Continued

Authors Note: I'll probably edit this chapter in the future.

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