George woke up the next morning, looking down at me with big brown eyes. He smiled when our eyes met and leaned down to brush a strand of red hair out of my face and kiss my forehead. "Wake up, sleepyhead! It's the day for me to initiate the first phase in my Weasley Special!" He wore his trademark "twin grin". I had the same one.

He hopped off of the bed in only his pajama bottoms and started searching for his school robes. I check my watch and realize that we've missed breakfast. Oh well, I too get up, naked and pull on some boxers. George looks up at me; he's already finished dressing. "Come on, you've got to go to Quiddich practice, and I've got to uh… Well, I've got to go." George winked and grabbed his bag; which looked unusually full - with something more than books.

"So, you're still not gonna let me in on this master plan of yours?" I pouted as I finished throwing on my clothes. "Well", George started, "it's supposed to be a surprise. Remember?" George laughed and then started out the door. "Wait!" I called and almost bumped my head on the bed as I hopped up with my bag.

"I thought-"

"You thought! I told you last night, remember?"

I thought back for a moment. "When you had that spell on us?"

"Yep!" George said cheerily. "That's not fair!" my ears were turning a nice maroon and I was loosing my patience.

"It's a surprise"

"A surprise for you, Fred, you git!"

"Oh - I - sorry." I turned redder still, and looked down at my feet, slightly….well really embarrassed. "Hey", George tilted my chin up with his fingers, "I love you." George teased me by ghosting his lips over mine. I felt a spark. George smiled and turned on his heel to run down the stairs. Damn him. What on Earth could it have been? It didn't matter then, I had to get out to the Quiddich pitch. I grabbed my maroon robes and broom and headed out to the pitch.

Harry and Ron were already out there. "Hey! Where's …. the other one of you?" Harry called as I made my way to the locker room. "Oh, George is busy. I don't know if he'll be able to make it today." I sounded uneasy. They must have noticed. Harry lifted an eyebrow and Ron's smile drooped. "Well - er - alright, here comes the others, lets change and get out there and fly!" Harry rallied.

The practice session was not a good one for me. Ron blocked 12 out of 14 goals, Harry found the snitch with ease and I…well, I got hit in the back with two bludgers. They reeeeeally hurt. After practice, Harry congratulated every one and announced that our next practice Thursday night. After everyone changed and started back to the castle, Harry called me back. He was with Ron. "Fred, listen, I've noticed a slight - er - change in you these last couple of months. Whatever was wrong, though, seemed to have worked itself out though, until now." Harry sat between me and Ron on a bench in the locker room.

"Yeah, what's wrong, Fred? I've never seen you without George. And you weren't doing so well out there today." Ron twiddled his thumbs and looked down at his feet. Well, there's no point in lying to them. They're so damn persistent…"Well, I- uh- I'm just worried about me and George's relationship." Fred spat out. "You'll always be twins, and you guys are the best of friends. You don't have anything to worry about. I'm sure George would choose your friendship over any girl, if that's what you're worried about." Harry said.

I still looked rather down, but quite amused at Harry's advice. "Harry…I don't think he means their relationship as twins…" Ron trailed off towards the end. Harry's head shot up and a large grin spread across his face. "I knew it!" Harry laughed. "That's 10 galleons from Neville!"

"Wh - What! You knew all along?" I almost fell over.

"Of course. I was just trying to let you figure it out for yourself. You two are always doing things that - er - brothers wouldn't… normally do, even for twins"

"Like?"

"The cuddling. That's really all I need to say."

My eyes were wide with realization. What brothers cuddled to comfort each other? What brothers held hands virtually everywhere they went? What brothers sometimes slept with the other to make sure that he was okay? "I see." was all I could say in the end. Ron and Harry just laughed at the expression on my face. "You have nothing to worry about! He loves you very much and I'm sure nothings going to change that." Ron patted me on the shoulder and together, we made it back to the Gryffindor common room. I was feeling better than I had in weeks.

When we reached the common room, it was full of people, who were all talking unusually loud. It gave me a headache and after talking to Dean and Seamus I decided to go on upstairs to go to sleep. George was waiting for me in my bed.

"Finally!" George smiled and motioned for me to join him. I did. "Hey, Gred." I said into his neck as I climbed on top of him, boxer clad. "Mmm, hi Forge." he kissed the top of my messy, red hair and held