For RavenclawSeeker19

NB: Louis is about a year older than James and Fred. I wanted him to older than that but it didn't really work if Victoire was born in 2000 and James was born (and, therefore Fred was as well, because I like the idea of them being the same age) between 2002 and 2005 (according to Harry Potter wiki at least). So in my head that means Dom's born in around 2001-2002, which would make Louis 2003-2004 which is about a year older than James if he's 2005 (but before 1 September so he's at least a year older than Al at school), all because we know Al must be 2005-2006.

'The Nifflers' are a Wizarding boy band. Pretty awesome stuff. 'Merlin's Socks' are a pop-rock-ish kind of band. They're cool. At least in my head they are. Oh Merlin, liking bands that I make up in my head – what has your life come to, dork, what has you life come to?

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

James Sirius Potter and Fred Weasley II, 6th Year

It was a quiet night during the summer holidays and cousins Fred Weasley and James Potter were staying with their grandparents at the Burrow. All of the Weasley/Potter clan had come over for Sunday dinner earlier that day but now it was midnight and almost all of the occupants of the house were asleep. Fred Weasley and James Potter, however, were above such an activity and were talking to each other in hushed tones, so as not to wake the rest of the household and receive a severe telling off from their grandmother.

"I'm telling you, he is." Fred told his cousin as they lay on their respective beds in Fred's Dad's old room.

"You have got to be kidding me." James snorted. "There is absolutely no way he is."

"Come off it," Fred said. "Did you not see him checking Pete out? Or what about that time we caught him staring at Tom? He likes 'The Nifflers'! He has a poster of Henry Bones from 'Merlin's Socks' in his room. Face it, Louis is gay."

"Liking a boy band and having a poster of a singer does not mean that someone is gay. You like Henry Bones and I swear Al's a closet 'Nifflers' fan." James replied. "I don't care if Lou is gay but personally, I fail to see where your evidence for this comes from."

"From observation!" Fred exclaimed loudly.

"Shhhh! You'll wake Mum or Grandma up!" James hissed.

They stayed silent for a few minutes, each lost in their respective thoughts.

"He's gay." Fred effectively shattered the silence.

"No, he's not."

"He is."

"He's not."

"Is."

"Not."

"Is."

"Not."

"Is."

"Are we really going to keep going with this all night?" James asked, his tone slightly weary.

"I'll go as long as I have to because I know I'm right." Fred said smugly. "We've caught him staring at or checking out guys far too much for it to be considered a coincidence. Fact of the matter is Louis is clearly gay."

"Fact of the matter is you're clearly insane. He's going out with Marie what's-here-face." James retorted.

"I thought it was Mary."

"No, it's definitely Marie."

"Bet you he doesn't even know because I'm 100% sure he's not attracted to her, despite the fact she's fit as hell, because he's gay." Fred said.

"You willing to bet on it, Weasley?" James asked, knowing it was the only way to get Fred to stop. Plus, James knew he was right and wouldn't mind having some more money (he'd had to spend most of his buying Lily a new necklace after he dented to the one she'd got for Christmas).

"Of course I am, Potter." Fred smirked. He knew he was right and although Louis might take a while to come out, he was confident it would happen (they were a very accepting family after all and he certainly didn't see the problem with Louis being gay).

"Name your price."

"Five galleons and you have to be my personal assistant for the whole day and do whatever I want!" Fred grinned.

"You mean you'll have to be my personal assistant for a whole day." James corrected.

"I know what I said."

"Shake on it?"

"Yeah."

They flapped their arms around for a moment, trying to find the other's hand in the darkness. After a few minutes of trying they realised one or both of them would have to move if they wanted to shake the other's hand.

"Shake on it tomorrow? It's too comfy here, I don't want to move." James suggested.

"Brilliant idea, James, brilliant idea." Fred agreed.

About a year later

It was just a regular Sunday lunch at the Burrow. Regular. That's what it was. Birds were chirping merrily to one another, the hot sun was shining down on them and the dishes in front of them were full of delicious food. The whole family was talking, of course, because that's what the Weasleys do: they talk. Mrs Weasley was talking to Bill, Mr Weasley to Fred and James, Lily to Albus, Rose to Audrey and Angelina, Hermione to Harry, etc. etc.

"How's work going, Louis?" George asked his nephew. "Not working you too hard, I hope. They do that to kids just out of Hogwarts."

"You'd know!" Teddy laughed. "I worked for you the summer straight out of school."

"It's good." Louis said, grinning lazily at Teddy's comment. "Not too hard, no...pretty relaxing most of the time."

"At the Daily Prophet, Lou?" Teddy asked. "That doesn't seem quite right."

Louis shrugged. "Maybe other people get stressed out, but I find it fine."

"You always were insane." Teddy laughed.

"He was like that at school." Molly said, joining in the conversation. "I was always a mess before exams and he just breezed through it!"

"Yeah, well you're like your Dad, aren't you Molly?" George grinned. "Always was a bit of a prat around exam time, weren't you, Perce?"

"I'll have you know that I was perfectly acceptable around exam time!" Percy retorted, but a slightly sheepish grin made its way on to his face nevertheless.

"Well I think it's good that you're not too stressed, dear." Mrs Weasley told Louis. "Stress stops you eating and goodness; you're skinny enough as it is."

"It's exercise, Grandma, don't worry, I'm eating right." Louis said, gesturing to his very full plate of food.

"Good!" Mrs Weasley nodded. "No girl will ever want to go out with you if your ribs are poking out!"

"Well as I'm gay, I wouldn't really say that's much of a problem." Louis said, all grace and charm. The grace and charm that only someone who was a sixteenth veela could really pull off.

There was absolute silence at the table. Every single person had heard what Louis said and was now staring at him, open mouthed. Surprisingly, it was Mrs Weasley who managed to speak first.

"Well no boy will want to go out with you if your ribs are poking out. It's the same with all genders; you've got to eat right!" She said knowingly. "Thank you for telling us, Louis." She added, smiling tenderly at her oldest grandson.

"Yeah," Bill agreed. "You know we love you no matter what." There were many loud agreements made at that statement around the table.

"Thanks." Louis smiled.

"Do you have a boyfriend, Lou?" Hugo asked, sticking his head out to look at his cousin from down the table. It earned him a whack on the head from both Rose and Lily who were sitting on either side of him. "What?" he muttered. "Simple question."

Louis laughed. On the outside he may look calm but of course he was freaking terrified of how everyone would react. It seemed there was nothing much to worry about at the moment, with his family.

Of course, in all the commotion that followed Louis's announcement, no one noticed Fred tapping James on the shoulder. No one noticed Fred smirking as James's face fell. No one noticed as Fred held out his hand and James put five gold coins into it, cursing under his breath.

Well Angelina did, but like most things with her son and nephew, it was usually best not to ask.

Author's note: Hello again! I hope you enjoyed the chapter. It was a bit tough writing this chapter, I've never written someone coming out before, nor have I ever experienced someone coming out. This is purely on what I felt would happen in this situation, with these characters and this completely wonderful family.

So yes! I hope you enjoyed it and thank you all for the lovely reviews and for continuing to put up with me!

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