Love Affair

Harry Potter was a boy with many secrets. Quite a few of them his best friends did not even know, and he had no intention on telling them. His friends were very unaware of his love life, thinking that he simply didn't have one. But they were wrong, Harry was in fact very very in love. Harry was in love with both Fred and George and had been since he first laid eyes on them. They were tall, funny, and had the sexest bodys on the whole plant. But Harry hid his love for them thinking that it was wrong to love them, they were guys, and they were twins, not to mention that they were two years older.

It was at the end of his fourth year at hogwarts when he accidentally slipped up. He had been an emotional wreck having just witnessed someone being murdered and having seen the dark lord return. He had stumbled into the Gryffindor Common room to find it empty besides the twins, he ran into their waiting arms crying. They had held him as he cried and even cried with him. Not realizing the consequences that were sure to come he had kissed them both drowning himself in their comfort. He had not thought it through or planned it, it had just happened, and happened and happened.

Over the summer he had found himself looking back to that moment quite often, he had convinced himself that they merely kissed him back to help him in the emotional state he was in. He was convinced that they could not feel anything for him in real life. These thoughts depressed him but he could not help it, he thought that he would never even have a chance.

On the night that he arrived to the order, he could not sleep. He didn't know how he was going to be able to see them every day for the rest of the summer. All he could think about while being around them was how good their lips felt on his, how soft their touch was. So he lay there in the silence cursing himself for being so stupid as to kiss them.

"Harry, are you still awake?" He heard Fred's voice whisper quietly, his eyes snapped open in surprise, then he answered by sitting up.

"We need to talk to you privately, can you come with us up to our room for a bit?" George asked quietly, at his words Harry shivered, but nodded. He followed them quietly up to their room and sat down on one of the beds.

"Harry, we want to talk to you about before school ended," Fred started.

"we are really sorry for taking advantage of you." George continued.

"It was wrong,"

"you were vulnerable."

"We didn't mean to,"

"it just happened."

"We are so so sorry Harry." They finished together, Harry gapped at them for a minute.

"But, but you weren't taking advantage of me, you… you didn't even kiss me. I kissed you… I kissed both of you. I should be the one apologizing, I mean I had been a wreck and you two shouldn't have had to take care of me let alone kiss me back when I had decided to throw my head out the window." Harry said giving his own apology.

"Harry, what are you talking about?" They asked him.

"I have been in love with both of you since the moment I first saw you, but I know it's wrong because you're older and you're twins and It's like a crime or something to love twins because they are brothers and they look exactly the same. I know that I'm not supposed to love you so I did my best at hiding it, until that night. I was so stupid, with everything that had happened, I just didn't think, I just needed you both so much." Harry said tears forming in his eyes, the twins looked at each other in shock for a second.

"Harry, are you saying that you love us both?" they asked the shock clear in their voice, all Harry could do was nod. Then they both ran up to hug him. "Harry, you have no idea how happy that makes us, we love you too." They both said hugging him as closely and tightly as they could.

"Are you telling me that you both love me too?" Harry asked the tears could be heard in his voice, they nodded their heads against him and he gave a sigh of relief.

After a few hours of just laying in each other's arms Harry regretfully broke the silence. "So how is this going to work? I don't want to make you ever jealous with each other."

"That's the weird thing, you see Fred and I have talked about this a lot," George started.

"and we aren't jealous at all by the idea of the other with you,"

"we only get jealous when we think about other people with you."

"We think it might be a twin thing." Fred finished.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"Don't get freaked out or anything it's all hypothetical, but" Fred started.

"it like we share a soul, it's a common thing people say about twins,"

"that we share a soul."

"But then there's our soul mate,"

"they would love us both because they love our soul,"

"and we would both love them because we love them with our soul."

"We wouldn't ever be jealous because they're the others soul mate too." Fred finished.

"So you think that we might be soul mates?" Harry questioned.

"Don't freak out, it's just a theory." George said quickly, a bit nervous.

"No, no… it makes sense and would definitely explain a lot. I had always thought it was wrong to love you both, because it wasn't fair to you or something. But this does make it seem a bit less like I'm wronging you. I can't help love you both because I love your soul, I can't help but loving you both equally and fully. It makes sense." Harry sighed in content as he pulled them both closer and drifted off to sleep between them.

Harry had then started sneaking off to their room once Ron was asleep and falling asleep in their arms. They had started to find out their preferences, and the like. Harry liked to do the more heavy stuff with Fred, like full on snogging. But with George he liked the softer things like a kiss on the forehead or simply just staring into each other's eyes as their feet were wrapped around each other. But that didn't mean that he didn't like when he did the heavier stuff with George or the softer stuff with Fred. There was just more when they did it like that, and he wasn't the only one to feel it either the twin agreed with him wholeheartedly.

Once they got back to Hogwarts Harry tried to sleep in his dormitory on a bed by himself, but he just couldn't do it. He couldn't even fall to sleep, he felt too cold, too lonely. The next morning as he went down to the Great Hall he saw that Fred and George looked just like he felt, horrible. He sat down across from them groggily starting to feel a little bit warmer. He stuffed his plate with warm food and saw Fred and George doing the same. The whole time while they ate Harry was caressing Georges legs with his feet trying to help him at least a little bit.

Harry and Fred had brought their book bags with them while the others had all left them in the Gryffindor tower, leaving the two alone. They snuck into one of the secret little knocks and started snogging heavily gasping things like 'never again' between kisses. After they both were satisfied Fred explained to Harry that George had felt somewhat better after breakfast and had said he could manage until later when he hoped that Harry could work on homework with him as in snuggle. Then they both agreed that from now on Harry was to sneak up to their dorm and sleep with them, for the sake of all of their sanity.

They continued on like this as the year started to pass. Harry sneaking up into their room at night and them sneaking in little chances to snog or play with each others feet while no one was watching. They knew that they couldn't let anyone find out for it would surely be frowned upon. None of them had been in a serious relationship before so they were all fine with going slow and taking their time before they went too far. Fred and George knew that Harry was still very young and was not ready for that quite yet, and to be honest neither were they. They loved Hermiones idea to have Harry teach them how to protect themselves, because first they would get to actually learn something useful and second they would get to spend more time with Harry.

It was the first night of break when Harry had his nightmare about their father, they woke up Ron, Hermione, and Ginny telling them that they had fallen asleep in the common room and Harry had woken them up their with the nightmare. They all told Dumbledore the same. They were all sent to Grimland Place to wait and find out how Mr. Weasley was later. But the three boys were definitely not prepared for what they found.