Harry groaned into his pillow and brought a hand up to clutch his head. He heard chuckling nearby and frowned, trying to process the noise. Squinting he lifted his head up and locked gazes with Fred.
"Morning." Fred said cheerfully. Harry blinked and took in his surroundings. He was in Fred's bedroom, in his bed, wearing nothing but his boxers, this didn't look promising.
"Hi." He croaked.
"Want some water?" Fred asked. Harry nodded and Fred passed him a glass. Taking a couple of grateful gulps he frowned at Fred.
"Em, why am I . . .?" he trailed off gesturing to Fred's bed then to his state of dress.
"You were trying to piss Ron off." Fred said.
"By . . .?"
"Dragging me in here, locking the door and making noises that probably made Hermione pass out, to make him think we were 'fornicating'." Fred said, there was something in the way he said it that made Harry think there was a story behind why he chose that word, but his head hurt to much to even think about listening to the explanation so he didn't ask, although he had a vague recollection of yelling something along those lines Ron last night.
"What did he do?" Harry asked.
"Screamed and hollered."
"Nothing new then."
"Nope. You ready to go downstairs? I'm starving." Fred said.
"You go, I need to take a shower." Harry replied.
"Erm, I would, except no-one can seem to unlock the door after you locked it yesterday."
"Did I use magic?"
"You didn't use your wand." Fred said. Harry frowned and got up, walking towards the door. He put his hand over the lock and concentrated hard, a second later the door made a small clicking noise.
"There." He said.
"How'd you-?" Fred asked, Harry just shrugged, he didn't really know himself. "Cool." Fred muttered.
Harry walked into the bathroom and heard Fred open the door and assumed he'd left. He turned the shower on, undressed and got in letting the hot water pound onto his aching head and tired body. His head snapped up when he heard a familiar voice yelling his name. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist he stuck his head round the bathroom door.
"Harry!" Ron yelled at him.
"What!" Harry snapped.
"Are you even gonna' explain yourself?"
"Explain myself? For what?" Harry asked innocently. Ron glared at him. "Go away Ron, I'm taking a shower."
"Fred in there with you?" Ron growled.
"No. Why would he be?"
"Harry! I saw you yesterday, I heard you for cryin' out loud! Along with the rest of the house!"
"You think if I was really gonna' sleep with your brother I'd let the rest of the house hear? Use your brains Ron!" he said tersely.
"So you didn't -?"
"No, I like girls Ron."
"But you . . ."
"Enjoy winding you up."
"You like girls?"
"For the most part yeah."
"Oh good, hang on, for the most part?"
"Goodbye Ron!" Harry said as he shut the bathroom door again.
When Harry eventually went downstairs for breakfast, the Weasley's and Hermione were crowded into the hall. They all eyed him warily as he came down the staircase. He smiled brightly at them.
"Good morning!" he said cheerfully. He stepped off the bottom step and found himself standing next to Mrs. Weasley, the perfect chance to play Boy Wonder. "Mrs. Weasley," he began apologetically "I am so sorry for my behaviour yesterday." He said and looked down at his feet.
"That's quite all right Harry dear." Mrs. Weasley said kindly and put a hand on his shoulder. "We understand you're going through a tough time at the moment."
"Perhaps next time you could come and tell us when you're feeling down, instead of drinking your problems away." A stern voice said from the kitchen doorway. Harry turned to come face to face with a serious looking Remus Lupin.
"Sorry." Harry muttered pitifully, inwardly cheering himself for such a wonderful performance. Remus raised a doubtful eyebrow at him before nodding.
"Okay Harry dear, we must be off, but Remus is living here now and Fred is going to stay with you so you won't be on your own." She said smiling at him.
"Thanks Mrs. Weasley." he said politely. He smiled and waved politely as they left in a horde of 'Bye Harry!' and 'See you at school mate.' and a 'Make sure you do all your homework Harry.' from Hermione. He sighed heavily when Remus shut the door and shuffled into the kitchen and dropped heavily into a chair.
"How's the head?" Fred asked.
"Better." Harry mumbled. "You got me out of there before I did anything truly horrifying didn't you?" he asked.
"Erm, yeah, kinda. There were a few harsh words, but once they got over the shock no-one was that bothered." Harry raised and eyebrow at him.
"Not that bothered? Maybe I should shoot my mouth off when I'm coherent, they might be bothered then." Harry said.
"Probably." Harry sighed explosively, then looked at Fred and grinned.
"What are we doing today then?" he asked mischievously.
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