A/N: Again I am so sorry for the delay in my updates. I am having somewhat of a hard time writing at the moment, but I am doing my best. I hope you like it and that you'll tell me anything you might want to comment on on the reviews.

Chapter 12

Soon we were getting busy in the kitchen. George let me be in charge of the spaghetti as he worked on the sauce. While he was working he told me about what he did and showed me different stuff about cooking.

My job wasn't hard, I just had to wait for the water to boil so I could put the spaghetti in.

For some reason I found cooking to be a lot like potion making.

George laughed as I said that and told me that I had a good point.

When the dinner was ready we both set the table. George even lit a candle in the middle of the table.

I could see that his hair looked really good in the candlelight. With a deep breath I sat down in front of him and gave him a small smile.

"So, I hope you enjoy this meal, and that you will remember how to do it in the future." He said and poured us some pumpkin juice.

"I am sure I will, if it is one thing I am good at it is potions, and seeing as this is not much different...really, I should be great at it!" I said with a smirk.

George made a face and I couldn't help but laugh.

This was starting out as a great night, I thought as I ate my food, talking about just about anything with George.

It was much more boring cleaning up after eating and cooking. I sighed as I put the dishes in the sink.

"Oh no ,Don't think you're getting out on the dishes Draco!" he said and hit my lightly with the kitchen towel.

I let out a small growl and took the towel from him, hitting him in return.

It wasn't long before I was helping out with the dishes, all the while splashing water at George, and him at me.

All in all, doing dishes maybe wasn't such a bore after all.

After that was done we relaxed in the sofa with two mugs of steaming hot butterbeer.

We sat there in silence for a while, it seemed like we were both thinking about what to say now. We both knew we had to deal with what happened at the Burrow, but neither of us seemed brave enough to start.

As it was, it was George who broke the silence after a few minutes of it.

"Draco, about what happened......I am not sorry for it. Infact, I liked it..." he said and blushed.

I looked at him and felt my heart flutter.

"I liked it too, more than you could ever imagine"

He looked up at me with a small smile.

"You mean that?"

I nodded.

"Yes I do. To tell you the truth, I've sort of had a thing for you ever since you were at Hogwarts." With these words I felt like I wanted to sink into the ground. I had not planned on saying this just yet. But somehow the words just came out of my mouth anyway.

George sat there in silence for a while, just looking at me with a puzzled face.

"So you are saying that you've known about being, you know, bisexual for that long.?" He asked while running his hand through his hair.

I swallowed and nodded.

"Yeah, I guess I have. Didn't you ever wonder why you might have heard from Ron about how different I started to become in my 6th year? That is when I knew for sure and I got scared and kind of kept to myself. Didn't even have the energy to bully your brother and Potter anymore."

He looked at me and smiled with a nod.

"Yeah I remember Ron telling me that something was up with you. He thought you'd joined the death eaters and had to keep a low profile while in school." His eyebrow shot up at this and he winked at me.

I just shrugged. It figures that Ron would have thought that about me. Even I though that about myself up until 6th year when I started to think for myself instead of listening to my father.

"So George, how long have you known?" I asked and almost held my breath.

"I've known since I was 15.That's why I didn't have a date for the Yule ball that year. I didn't want to go with a girl since I knew of no one that I liked at the time, and I didn't have the guts to ask a guy and let everyone find out just like that. Fred knew of course, but he would never tell."

This felt good, knowing George had known about this for this long, surely he must be ver secure about himself.

I smirked at him.

"I can imagine the talk around school if that had come out in the open. George Weasley, boyhunter!" I laughed.

He laughed with me and we made a toast with our mugs of butterbeer.

"To liking both genders and for being utterly sexy!" George said and I winked at him saying:

"I'll drink to that!"

Just as we were about to refill our mugs, Arthur Weasley joined us with a pop in the living room.

"Sorry to just pop in like this, but I have some news for you Draco!" he said and went and sat down on a chair in front of us.

"It seems that your father has issued that you are to be found and killed on the spot. From what we at the order gather, your father is afraid that you might slip and tell us secrets of his and of the deatheaters since you know a few from hearing them around the house."

At these words I felt myself getting paler and paler. I did not like this. I knew my father was angry with me, but not to the point of wanting me killed. His only son.

Surely his time in Azkaban must have made him even harder and more evil than he was before, and that is saying something.

"What am I supposed to do now?!" I asked ,trying to sound steady in my voice and not show how scared I was in my face. From Arthur and George's looks, I failed at that.