"George" said a voice in George's dream. He recognized the voice as Harry's and he opened his eyes. As he shifted in his bed and tried to adjust his vision he could see Harry's hair in the dark.

"Lumos" whispered Harry and the light lit up George's bed, then he did a silencing spell around George's bed before he sat on George's bed and shut the curtains. "Harry… What is it?" George asked, he knew this was a risk for them but it seamed that Harry didn't care for now.

Harry looked at him with his green eyes, but the love he used to have when he watched George was relapsed with fear. George, who knew his boyfriend usually didn't become scared, except for the Dementors last year. He immediately raised himself up and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"What happened?" he asked and Harry seamed to decide of what he supposed to say. For a few times it seamed he was going to say something but became quiet again. George didn't want to push him but he really wanted to know why Harry was scared.

"D…" Harry started after a moment, "D-dragons…" he finally said. George didn't know what to say, he thought Harry was joking first but when Harry didn't change his expression, he wasn't joking.

"It's our first task… Dragons…" Harry didn't looked at George, he had placed his wand beside him and it did became more darker making Harry's profile be lit up. George was quiet. He didn't understand how Dumbledore or the other teacher's in Hogwarts could expect Harry to survive this. He got a feeling that neither Madame Maxime nor Karkaroff wouldn't care if Harry ended up as dinner.

"We are suppose to get something from the Dragon's nest… Your brother Charlie is here" said Harry and George looked surprised first but then when he thought about it, it wasn't a huge surprise. "Figures" George said and rolled his eyes.

They became silent again and after what it felt like five minutes of silent, Harry lay beside George's body and snuggled against him. George had his arm around him and the other arm around Harry's waist. He hadn't realized that Harry was in his pajamas already, he thought that Harry probably went to his bed first but couldn't sleep and went up to George.

"What am I suppose to do?" Harry said like a whisper, even if there was a silencing charm around them. George thought about many things how he could help his boyfriend. The spells Harry had learned this past three years wasn't that strong or it would only make the dragon more irritated. George knew that Harry was a strong wizard for his age but…

But then something hit George!

"Your broom! You could use your broom, Harry!" Harry sighed "We are not allowed to take things into the cage…" George knew there was a spell Harry could use but he had to train. "Right, you can't take you broom with you, but what if the broom came to you?" George said with a smile. Harry seamed to think about it but didn't respond.

"There's a spell called Accio, which allows you to summon anything to you!" he said and Harry seamed to get it. "If you learn how to use Accio you could use it to call upon your Firebolt, when you meet the dragon!" Harry suddenly got a sad expression on his face.

"But George… I don't know how to use that spell…" he said and looked down like a hurt kitten, this made George heart to explode and he tilted up Harry's face so he could kiss him. George had never felt this feeling before but he knew what it was. He was in loved…

He loved Harry Potter…

If someone would say it to him that he was going to be in loved by Harry Potter, he would have laugh right into their face. But now when he thought, the first time he had meet Harry was when he helped him at kings cross. He didn't know by then, but when he saw that little buy struggling to get his trunk on to the train, he had felt drawn to him. He thought that the boy was cute but he didn't say anything to Fred or anybody else.

How would it sound like? George Weasley thought that Harry Potter was cute? A random prankster thought that the Boy-Who-Lived was cute and adorable?

He had pushed away those feelings but then last month… It was like he had retrieved something he didn't know he had lost.

George broke away from Harry, watching him becoming red and George smiled and placed a kiss on Harry's forehead.

"I will teach you, Harry don't you worry!" he said and Harry looked up to him. He smiled and kissed George again. He didn't leave George that night, he feel asleep on George as George held him protectively in his arms. Of course Harry turned him on, but he didn't want to rush it. He wanted wait for the right time and place. He also wanted to wait to tell Harry that he loved him, it had only gone a month and he was sure Harry didn't felt the same yet.

Man, what he was wrong!