Before we start this chapter, I want to dedicate this chapter along with the rest of my story to the following people:
To Beth: For not knowing Percy, Fred, George, and Ron [ along with the rest of the Weasley's but those were the ones that were mentioned. ] were related. I still get a crack outta that, Beth XD The same last name should have been a dead give away, if anything.
To Kate: Who yelled at me the first time at my 'suspenseful' ending, and roared at me to write more. Look I did.
To Layla, Dani, and the rest of my orchestra class: For making me laugh so hard that I thought I was going to pee my pants when we were discussing who George actually likes. o_o
By the way, my story hasn't been betaed so all mistakes in the last chapters, and this one, are all mine.
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"Thank goodness.." George exclaimed, rushing over from his pacing position. He knelt down beside Katie, leaning over him. "How are you feeling?" George asked sympathetically.
Fred, pushed himself up onto his elbows, grimacing as he did. "How do I feel? How do I feel.." Fred grumbled, angrily. As he rolled over, onto his feet, Katie and George backed away doing the same.
"You betrayed me George. Damnit, you knew I liked her!" Fred, thrusted his hand, motioning towards Katie. Fred felt like he could never trust anyone again. And he didn't care what his emotions were beckoning him to do now. " How could you, George?"
"Wait a second Fred, let me explain!" George protested, becoming just as irate as Fred was.
"Explain, what? You were kissing her. You can't mistake that!" At that moment, Fred flung himself towards George, taking a good swing at his face. George grasped his wrist, and did the same when the other arm came flying at him. Fred struggled, a moment, before letting his head drop, surrendering.
For the first time since Fred had come conscious, Katie spoke up. "Fred, please calm down. It's not what you think."
George forced Fred down onto the nearest couch. "Just sit and listen, okay, for once?" He released his hold on his twin, taking a few shuffles away from him. Just in case Fred decided to try and pelt him one again.
Fred, huffed agreeingly, that he would listen. Not that he would enjoy what he hear but at least he was getting some explanation for their actions.
"George is bisexual, Fred --" Katie began to explain.
"Katie!" George started to object.
"And he swings more towards guys --"
"Kaitlin Bell!" George squealed at her.
"What? You told me he didn't know, so I thought I'd get that out in the air!" She stammered back.
"You can tell her, but you can't tell me?" Fred griped from his seat on the burgundy sofa.
"There just some things , that I can't. But I can tell you, I was never after Katie. She's all yours, brother of mine." Katie flushed a shade of crimson, when George said this, glancing over to Fred. "She was helping me out."
"Helping you out with what?" questioned Fred, now sitting in suspense at the edge of the couch.
"Dating lessons." George stated simply.
"You picked the best person to do it with, huh?" Fred retorted sharply.
"I didn't think you'd ever find out--"
"But he lied to me saying that he told you, and you had no objection to it." Katie added, with a motherly glare, finishing George's sentence, even if that wasn't what he was meaning to say.
Fred leaned back against the couch, arms folded, quirking a very annoyed brow to his twin. "And why would you do something like that George?"
At that moment George became curiously quiet.
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"Seriously, Fred does?" squeaked a joyful Katie.
"I swear it," George replied, earnestly, placing a hand to his heart. He and Katie were situated on her bed, within her dorm room. The same one she shared with the other Chasers of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. The girl sat cross-legged, adjacent to the Weasley boy. She had a certain love-dazed look upon her face.
"But don't tell 'im I told you. He'd have my head, if he known that went out on a limb and slipped it to you, that he likes ya. We'll just say it was an 'accident.' if the time ever comes up." George continued, grinning prominently.
"I can't believe it. Fred Weasley.." Katie flopped backwards, dreamily, on to her bed.
George rolled over onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow. He smiled happily. " Likes you?" George chuckled, finishing her thought.
Katie peered over from her position on the bed, glancing to him. Her tone becoming serious suddenly.
"But that wasn't the only reason why you wanted to talk to me, privately up here, was it?" She interrogated.
"No.." George responded, dismayed, " It isn't.."
There were a few moments, an awkward hush fell over the both for them. After awhile, Katie tiled her head to one side, breaking the stillness. " Are you going to tell me, or will we sit here for the rest of the day in silence? Either way, it's fine by me." Katie remarked wittily.
George finally sat upright, clasping his hands in front of him. Breathing a heavy sigh, his whole body slouched over, his whole face becoming severely disheartened. " Katie, I'm -- I'm bisexual."
"What?!" Katie bolted up from her position, but in the process knocked her head against the top of the bed. She emitted a loud 'ouch' immediately after, hand to her forehead. She still was a shocked, besides the fact of her own little ' accident.' "George, I'm not the one you should be saying this too," She paused, dropping her hand down, although her head still throbbed with pain. "Maybe, you should tell this to Fred before --"
"Fred? Fred wouldn't understand!" George cried out before she could finish her statement. He turned his head to the floor, almost disappointed that he raised his voice.
" But George.." Katie began, softly, " Why? Why are you telling me this? What does this have to do with anything. Since it's obviously, you're going after a guy, at this point in time." She assumed, properly. If he had wanted to ask about the girl it would have been easier just to tell her that he fancied someone. But to blurt out his sexual preferences, it what only just to conclude it that way.
" I want you to help me." George answered, quietly.
"Do what?"
"I need to practice being in a relationship. I know that sounds idiotic, but I don't want to look stupid--"
"I understand." Katie said, kindly, resting a hand on his shoulder. " I'll do it."
"Really?" George sounded as giddy as a schoolboy. "I can't thank you enough!" He turned around squeezing her tightly. He let up, a bit, his face faulting. " I swear though I'm not just doing it to cop a feel off you. Promise."
Katie giggled lightly. " I know, I know. But swear that you'll tell Fred, so he won't get upset with you?"
" I will." He answered, although very unbelieving.
Katie shrugged, shaking her head, slightly disappointed with him. "Wait. " She said abruptly, a though coming to her mind, " Who is it?"
"Who is what?" George asked, puzzled.
"The guy you're after. Are you sure he even, swings that way..?" Katie replied, cautiously.
"I'm not sure. I'm just going to shoot for it. What happens, happens." He responded simply.
"Be careful, okay, George? I don't what you to loose your mischief making attributes. Fred would get lonely." Katie said, lightheartedly, with a smile.
"I'll try my hardest. I solemnly swear.."
" I know that George. No need to exaggerate it," Katie winked, " so are you going to tell me, or am I going to have to guess?"
"To be honest, Katie.." George had started, his expression becoming sadden at the thought, " It's..."
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"Hello? George..? Are you alive in there?" Fred was waving his hands around in front of his face.
George shook his head, he had drifted off. " Yeah, I'm fine.."
To Beth: For not knowing Percy, Fred, George, and Ron [ along with the rest of the Weasley's but those were the ones that were mentioned. ] were related. I still get a crack outta that, Beth XD The same last name should have been a dead give away, if anything.
To Kate: Who yelled at me the first time at my 'suspenseful' ending, and roared at me to write more. Look I did.
To Layla, Dani, and the rest of my orchestra class: For making me laugh so hard that I thought I was going to pee my pants when we were discussing who George actually likes. o_o
By the way, my story hasn't been betaed so all mistakes in the last chapters, and this one, are all mine.
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"Thank goodness.." George exclaimed, rushing over from his pacing position. He knelt down beside Katie, leaning over him. "How are you feeling?" George asked sympathetically.
Fred, pushed himself up onto his elbows, grimacing as he did. "How do I feel? How do I feel.." Fred grumbled, angrily. As he rolled over, onto his feet, Katie and George backed away doing the same.
"You betrayed me George. Damnit, you knew I liked her!" Fred, thrusted his hand, motioning towards Katie. Fred felt like he could never trust anyone again. And he didn't care what his emotions were beckoning him to do now. " How could you, George?"
"Wait a second Fred, let me explain!" George protested, becoming just as irate as Fred was.
"Explain, what? You were kissing her. You can't mistake that!" At that moment, Fred flung himself towards George, taking a good swing at his face. George grasped his wrist, and did the same when the other arm came flying at him. Fred struggled, a moment, before letting his head drop, surrendering.
For the first time since Fred had come conscious, Katie spoke up. "Fred, please calm down. It's not what you think."
George forced Fred down onto the nearest couch. "Just sit and listen, okay, for once?" He released his hold on his twin, taking a few shuffles away from him. Just in case Fred decided to try and pelt him one again.
Fred, huffed agreeingly, that he would listen. Not that he would enjoy what he hear but at least he was getting some explanation for their actions.
"George is bisexual, Fred --" Katie began to explain.
"Katie!" George started to object.
"And he swings more towards guys --"
"Kaitlin Bell!" George squealed at her.
"What? You told me he didn't know, so I thought I'd get that out in the air!" She stammered back.
"You can tell her, but you can't tell me?" Fred griped from his seat on the burgundy sofa.
"There just some things , that I can't. But I can tell you, I was never after Katie. She's all yours, brother of mine." Katie flushed a shade of crimson, when George said this, glancing over to Fred. "She was helping me out."
"Helping you out with what?" questioned Fred, now sitting in suspense at the edge of the couch.
"Dating lessons." George stated simply.
"You picked the best person to do it with, huh?" Fred retorted sharply.
"I didn't think you'd ever find out--"
"But he lied to me saying that he told you, and you had no objection to it." Katie added, with a motherly glare, finishing George's sentence, even if that wasn't what he was meaning to say.
Fred leaned back against the couch, arms folded, quirking a very annoyed brow to his twin. "And why would you do something like that George?"
At that moment George became curiously quiet.
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"Seriously, Fred does?" squeaked a joyful Katie.
"I swear it," George replied, earnestly, placing a hand to his heart. He and Katie were situated on her bed, within her dorm room. The same one she shared with the other Chasers of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. The girl sat cross-legged, adjacent to the Weasley boy. She had a certain love-dazed look upon her face.
"But don't tell 'im I told you. He'd have my head, if he known that went out on a limb and slipped it to you, that he likes ya. We'll just say it was an 'accident.' if the time ever comes up." George continued, grinning prominently.
"I can't believe it. Fred Weasley.." Katie flopped backwards, dreamily, on to her bed.
George rolled over onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow. He smiled happily. " Likes you?" George chuckled, finishing her thought.
Katie peered over from her position on the bed, glancing to him. Her tone becoming serious suddenly.
"But that wasn't the only reason why you wanted to talk to me, privately up here, was it?" She interrogated.
"No.." George responded, dismayed, " It isn't.."
There were a few moments, an awkward hush fell over the both for them. After awhile, Katie tiled her head to one side, breaking the stillness. " Are you going to tell me, or will we sit here for the rest of the day in silence? Either way, it's fine by me." Katie remarked wittily.
George finally sat upright, clasping his hands in front of him. Breathing a heavy sigh, his whole body slouched over, his whole face becoming severely disheartened. " Katie, I'm -- I'm bisexual."
"What?!" Katie bolted up from her position, but in the process knocked her head against the top of the bed. She emitted a loud 'ouch' immediately after, hand to her forehead. She still was a shocked, besides the fact of her own little ' accident.' "George, I'm not the one you should be saying this too," She paused, dropping her hand down, although her head still throbbed with pain. "Maybe, you should tell this to Fred before --"
"Fred? Fred wouldn't understand!" George cried out before she could finish her statement. He turned his head to the floor, almost disappointed that he raised his voice.
" But George.." Katie began, softly, " Why? Why are you telling me this? What does this have to do with anything. Since it's obviously, you're going after a guy, at this point in time." She assumed, properly. If he had wanted to ask about the girl it would have been easier just to tell her that he fancied someone. But to blurt out his sexual preferences, it what only just to conclude it that way.
" I want you to help me." George answered, quietly.
"Do what?"
"I need to practice being in a relationship. I know that sounds idiotic, but I don't want to look stupid--"
"I understand." Katie said, kindly, resting a hand on his shoulder. " I'll do it."
"Really?" George sounded as giddy as a schoolboy. "I can't thank you enough!" He turned around squeezing her tightly. He let up, a bit, his face faulting. " I swear though I'm not just doing it to cop a feel off you. Promise."
Katie giggled lightly. " I know, I know. But swear that you'll tell Fred, so he won't get upset with you?"
" I will." He answered, although very unbelieving.
Katie shrugged, shaking her head, slightly disappointed with him. "Wait. " She said abruptly, a though coming to her mind, " Who is it?"
"Who is what?" George asked, puzzled.
"The guy you're after. Are you sure he even, swings that way..?" Katie replied, cautiously.
"I'm not sure. I'm just going to shoot for it. What happens, happens." He responded simply.
"Be careful, okay, George? I don't what you to loose your mischief making attributes. Fred would get lonely." Katie said, lightheartedly, with a smile.
"I'll try my hardest. I solemnly swear.."
" I know that George. No need to exaggerate it," Katie winked, " so are you going to tell me, or am I going to have to guess?"
"To be honest, Katie.." George had started, his expression becoming sadden at the thought, " It's..."
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"Hello? George..? Are you alive in there?" Fred was waving his hands around in front of his face.
George shook his head, he had drifted off. " Yeah, I'm fine.."
