Disclaimer: I don't own HP, because if I did, there would soooooo be no girls and it would also be a cheesy romance novel.
Red Magic
By Moon without a Sun
The two boys followed the Transformation teacher down the hall to her office. Harry, afraid that he'd get sent back to the Dursley's, fidgeted nervously. George, spotting the younger boy's distress, reached over and grabbed Harry's hand.
"It's gonna be alright, 'Arry. I won't let anything happen to ya." Tears welled up in the famous wizard's eyes.
"How-how do you know that?"
"Because, I love you, 'Arry. And I'm not about to let anythin' happen to ya."
The tears spilled over Harry's cheeks, and he squeezed George's hand tightly, mouthing a silent agreement to the previous statement. They had reached McGonagall's office. They sat down, and turned to face the stern teacher.
"I'd appreciate it if you boys told exactly what it was that I walked in on a few minutes ago." While Harry's face flushed with embarrassment, George seemed to grow rather annoyed.
"Professor, 'Arry and I love each other and there's nothing any of you can do about that! And you can't make us leave 'Ogwarts for it, so I don't see the problem!"
"The problem, Mr. Weasley, is the other students. I doubt very much that your younger brother would have liked to walk in to find his brother kissing his best friend." She looked firmly at the two boys, her steady look making both boys rather uneasy. "The problem, boys, is that other students may not react kindly to this kind of relationship. It would be a first for Hogwarts, and I doubt that students, and most certainly their parents, would be very understanding." It was obvious from her words that she was referring to the Malfoys, who would undoubtedly object to Harry and George's relationship.
"Well, Professor, 'Arry and I will just have to take our chances. I'm sorry, but not even the Malfoy's can stop this."
"Is this your response as well, Mr. Potter?"
"I-I'd have to say that it is, Professor." With these words, the two boys, still hand in hand, turned and left the office.
"'Arry, are you sure about this? I mean, Malfoy's pretty mean to you already…"
"George, I've liked you for way too long. I am NOT going to let Draco Malfoy ruin this for me."
George smiled mischievously. He pulled Harry into one of the many hidden passages he was familiar with. He pushed Harry against the wall, pressing his lips passionately against the younger boy's.
"'Arry, you won't regret this, I promise."
Tehehe. Stay tuned, my favorite Harry Potter fan. I promise a nice lemon as a Christmas present.