Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or like, anyone else.
This fic is for Bethany, the biggest Harry Potter freak I know!
Red Magic
By Moon Without a Sun
Harry walked slowly down the corridor towards the Gryffindor common room. The Quidditch match had just ended, and Gryffindor had lost after Harry got thrown from his broom. He was just about to say the password when he heard the words "Petrificus Totalis!" echo through the hallway. Wait, did someone just stun me? Expecting Malfoy and his goons, he was surprised to see George walk up above him.
"'Ello, 'Arry. What're you doin' out so late? Oh, wait. You can't answer. But you also can't move..."
Before Harry realized what was going on, lips closed over his own. George then murmured the counter curse, releasing Harry.
"Goodnight, 'Arry."
George??? Wh-what the hell is going on????
I know, I know, it's short. But it will get better, and longer. I promise!