Chapter Four
Mixed Signals
Oliver spilled his soul out to Fred in that short hour walk. He explained how he didn't know what to do, how scared he was that he would get rejected, and how he hoped no one would find out about him and his crush. He had even made Fred promise at least seven times to keep quiet about the whole thing.
"Don't worry mate," said Fred, "I won't tell a soul."
Even though Fred was Oliver's closest friend, he still wasn't convinced.
"Fred, I'm serious. If anyone finds out about this I'm gonna be a laughing stock!" he said.
Fred looked at his friend in the eyes, "I promise I won't say a word."
This seemed to have been good enough for Oliver because after that he didn't make him promise anymore.
Soon enough midnight turned into twighlight and twighlight into dawn. They hadn't even realized how long they had been out until they saw the sun begin to rise behind the castle.
"Wow! We've been here all night!" said Fred, surprise in his voice.
Oliver laughed, "Yeah, guess so. How about we head back to the dorms before anyone wakes up?"
Fred smiled, "Yeah, okay. Before anyone notices we were both gone, TOGETHER, the whole night."
As they made their way back neither of them spoke. Neither of them even wanted to think about what the rest of the Gryffindors would assume if they realized they had been out the whole night.
Once they arrived in the Gryffindor Common Room, Oliver stopped. Fred noticed the lack of footsteps behind him and turned to face his friend.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Oliver sighed, "You weren't just being nice about the whole thing were you? You know, about how you said I could get Harry?"
Fred blushed slightly, "Umm, n-no of course n-not."
Oliver wasn't convinced. "You know you can tell me. I won't get mad. Honestly, I don't have much hope for this plan either. But you know? It doesn't hurt to try."
Fred looked at Oliver. For the first time in the past couple of days he could tell this wasn't just a silly school boy crush Oliver had. He knew it was much more than that. Much, much more. It made Fred jealous. He had never felt that way about anyone before and he was mad that Oliver was experiencing it first.
"Yeah, I guess it doesn't," replied Fred as he entered the boy's dorms and shut the door.
Oliver didn't go to sleep until later that morning, but Fred didn't notice since he was soon lost in his dreams.
* * * * * * *
[[[ Fred was walking through a dark hallway when he spotted a light. He walked toward it and found Oliver with his arms wrapped around Harry, lost in a kiss. Fred walked up to Oliver and slapped him. Suddenly Oliver turned into his brother George.
"What's wrong bro? Is Harry stealing your love?"
Fred punched Harry with all the anger he could possibly build up inside him. Harry quickly turns into Oliver and Fred realizes what he has done. He begins to sob when Oliver awakens and appologises.
"I'm sorry Fred. I didn't mean it. The kiss didn't mean anything!"
Fred gets up and runs away ]]]
Fred awoke startled. He was sweating under his covers. He quickly pulled them off and sat up.
'What the fuck was that?!?' he thought to himself, 'Me and Oliver?'
"Mornin' bro!" said a farmiliar voice.
Fred didn't even want to turn around. Especially after that dream. "What do you want," he answered angrily.
"Wow bro! What is wrong with you? I just said morning!" said George taken aback.
Fred sighed, "Nothing. Forget it. I'm gonna go take a shower."
With that he got up and left towards the showers. George was left to stare after his brother.
Once Fred made it to the showers he couldn't believe what he saw.
Fred's mouth dropped, "What the-"
Mixed Signals
Oliver spilled his soul out to Fred in that short hour walk. He explained how he didn't know what to do, how scared he was that he would get rejected, and how he hoped no one would find out about him and his crush. He had even made Fred promise at least seven times to keep quiet about the whole thing.
"Don't worry mate," said Fred, "I won't tell a soul."
Even though Fred was Oliver's closest friend, he still wasn't convinced.
"Fred, I'm serious. If anyone finds out about this I'm gonna be a laughing stock!" he said.
Fred looked at his friend in the eyes, "I promise I won't say a word."
This seemed to have been good enough for Oliver because after that he didn't make him promise anymore.
Soon enough midnight turned into twighlight and twighlight into dawn. They hadn't even realized how long they had been out until they saw the sun begin to rise behind the castle.
"Wow! We've been here all night!" said Fred, surprise in his voice.
Oliver laughed, "Yeah, guess so. How about we head back to the dorms before anyone wakes up?"
Fred smiled, "Yeah, okay. Before anyone notices we were both gone, TOGETHER, the whole night."
As they made their way back neither of them spoke. Neither of them even wanted to think about what the rest of the Gryffindors would assume if they realized they had been out the whole night.
Once they arrived in the Gryffindor Common Room, Oliver stopped. Fred noticed the lack of footsteps behind him and turned to face his friend.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Oliver sighed, "You weren't just being nice about the whole thing were you? You know, about how you said I could get Harry?"
Fred blushed slightly, "Umm, n-no of course n-not."
Oliver wasn't convinced. "You know you can tell me. I won't get mad. Honestly, I don't have much hope for this plan either. But you know? It doesn't hurt to try."
Fred looked at Oliver. For the first time in the past couple of days he could tell this wasn't just a silly school boy crush Oliver had. He knew it was much more than that. Much, much more. It made Fred jealous. He had never felt that way about anyone before and he was mad that Oliver was experiencing it first.
"Yeah, I guess it doesn't," replied Fred as he entered the boy's dorms and shut the door.
Oliver didn't go to sleep until later that morning, but Fred didn't notice since he was soon lost in his dreams.
* * * * * * *
[[[ Fred was walking through a dark hallway when he spotted a light. He walked toward it and found Oliver with his arms wrapped around Harry, lost in a kiss. Fred walked up to Oliver and slapped him. Suddenly Oliver turned into his brother George.
"What's wrong bro? Is Harry stealing your love?"
Fred punched Harry with all the anger he could possibly build up inside him. Harry quickly turns into Oliver and Fred realizes what he has done. He begins to sob when Oliver awakens and appologises.
"I'm sorry Fred. I didn't mean it. The kiss didn't mean anything!"
Fred gets up and runs away ]]]
Fred awoke startled. He was sweating under his covers. He quickly pulled them off and sat up.
'What the fuck was that?!?' he thought to himself, 'Me and Oliver?'
"Mornin' bro!" said a farmiliar voice.
Fred didn't even want to turn around. Especially after that dream. "What do you want," he answered angrily.
"Wow bro! What is wrong with you? I just said morning!" said George taken aback.
Fred sighed, "Nothing. Forget it. I'm gonna go take a shower."
With that he got up and left towards the showers. George was left to stare after his brother.
Once Fred made it to the showers he couldn't believe what he saw.
Fred's mouth dropped, "What the-"