A/N: Sorry! Stuff has just been so busy here in RL. I know you guys have been anxious for some F/G action. It's coming real soon. I mostly have my chapters outlined, so don't fear. Oh and this chapter has a guest pairing and a guest POV which are important to the story line. But don't worry I wouldn't make you guys suffer through a hetero pairing. Enjoy.
P.S. Thank you to everyone who has been reviewing. I love them!
Fred's POV:
I put down the letter I'm reading and grin. George is going to be so excited that Harry's visiting the burrow for the summer. While we aren't in Harry's year, George and I are quite fond of him as he's always a good sport for testing some new Wheezes on. I throw a clean shirt on and run downstairs to find him.
"Hey mum, have you seen George?" I ask as I dash through the kitchen.
She looks up from the laundry that she's doing and tells me he's out in the garden doing some work. I smile, thank her, and wander out to find him. I discover him bent over and red faced trying to coax a particularly aggravated garden gnome out of the ground. I stifle a laugh and walk up behind him.
"Having fun?" I inquire. He turns around to glare at me.
"Not really," he huffs. "You were supposed to help me." George informs me grumpily.
"Sorry." I shrug apologetically as he turns around to work at the gnome again. Honestly, I'm not really that sorry though and I'm sure he knows that too. "I have some news you'll like though." I offer. George turns around to look at me. I have stifle another laugh when I see he's got more dirt on his face than freckles at this point.
"Well?" he asks crossing his arms.
"Harry's coming today! Actually he should be here shortly." I tell him excitedly. His face brightens considerably and he grins at me before he walks over to clap me on the back.
"I better get cleaned up then." he says and begins to shake the loose dirt from his hair. I yell in protest when he tries to get dirt on me too. I chase George back into the house and he heads upstairs just as someone tumbles out of the floo.
"Harry!" I call pulling him off of the floor. George calls out a hello from upstairs.
"I never did learn to land on my feet." He grins sheepishly. I shuffle him away before my mother can smother him and help him bring his things up to Ron's room.
"Ron is out with Dad right now but he should be back soon." I tell him and turn to leave when he stops me.
"Would you mind keeping me company for a while? I just. . .don't wanna be alone." he mumbles while a faint blush creeps over his cheeks. I clap him on the back and sit next to him.
"No problem there, Harry. George is getting cleaned up now so I've nothing to do anyway." I answer cheerfully. Nodding his head in thanks he smiles at me and we begin to chat while George finishes his shower.
George's POV:
After I finish my shower I walk back to my room and grab some clothes so I can find Fred and Harry. Strolling down to Ron's room I find Fred sitting with Harry on the spare bed and jealousy whips through my rib cage and burns in my stomach. Fred has his arms wrapped around the smaller boy while Harry's head is tucked into my brother's shoulder. Tears burn at the edges of my vision and I let out a shaky breath. Fred raises his head when he hears me and Harry turns to face the doorway. Fred's smile falters when he sees my expression and I storm away before he can say a word.
Fred's POV:
Releasing Harry I lean back and rub my hands across my face. Harry takes off his glasses and cleans them on his shirt and turns to watch me before asking me what had just happened.
"I dunno." I groan. He just sits quietly for a moment while I sit there and try to figure out what did just happen.
"Fred?" Harry says trying to catch my attention. I sigh and sit up so I can talk to him.
"Yeah?" I mumble.
"Ron told me there was something weird going on between you two for the last couple weeks. Did you wanna talk about it? Sometimes it helps." he tells me, parroting my earlier words from when he had broken into sobs over Sirius. I'd felt so bad that I'd pulled him into a fierce hug before George had walked in. Biting my lip I consider his offer. Can I trust Harry with what's really been going on? I ponder it for a moment and when I look at him and see the familiar sincerity in his eyes I know Harry is probably the one person who would understand.
"Yeah. Thanks." I smile. "It's kinda complicated though." I warn him. He just laughs good naturedly.
"I think I can keep up." he grins. So I tell him about everything. How I fell in love with George and how I don't know how to stop feeling the way I do. How it's so dangerous that my heart beats for the only person I can't have.
"How do you know that?" he says suddenly.
Blinking at him owlishly I ask "Know what?"
"That you can't have him." he clarifies. "How do you know that for sure?" he demands. I shake my head.
"Even if he did want to be with me no one would accept us. We're brothers, Harry. Twins at that." I point out. Tears form at the edge of my vision and I brush them away before Harry can see them.
"You know one of my best relationships was a secret? No one ever knew about us." he whispers while gazing off.
"Who was it?" I ask quietly.
"Cedric." he states simply and my eyebrows fly into my hairline. He chuckles at my reaction. "Yeah, I'm sure you weren't expecting that."
"Not really" I respond honestly. "I didn't even know you were gay." I remind him.
He turns to the window before continuing. "I'm not. Gay, that is. But how do you think the wizarding world would react if they found out their Golden Boy liked girls andboys?" He sighs sadly.
"Probably not that well" I grimace.
"So, of course we couldn't tell anyone. But we were still so happy. Even if we had to hide. It was right for us." he states vehemently. I look over at him.
"I thought you dated Cho last year though." I ask him. His expression darkens and he scowls before answering.
"Cho was Cedric's cover. I was so miserable after he died that I went to talk to her because she was the only other person who knew Cedric like I did. It was stupid but after we talked our relationship grew out of a need for comfort more than anything else. It was a mess." he mumbles. Tears make their way down his cheeks again.
"I just missed him. You know?" he chokes. I hug him tightly. He sighs and shakes his head. Rubbing his face to wipe away the tears he looks me in the eye.
"Sorry about that. Look, Fred, you can't help who you fall for. Remember that, okay?" he advises me as he gets up to stretch and walk out of the room to leave me with my thoughts. I sit there for who knows how long before I decide to get up again. I glance towards the garden on my way down the hall.
"You can't help who you fall for." I sob quietly.
George's POV:
Days pass before I speak to Fred again. At first I'm too angry to speak to him about what I saw and then I just become too embarrassed. I don't even know if he and Harry are anything more than friends but I'm too afraid to find out. I know I can't have my brother to myself but the thought that he's possibly in a relationship hurt bad enough without the added sting of him being with another guy. Fred tries to get me alone several times but I brush him off with a lame excuse every time until he finally corners me in the shed one night. I'm just putting my broom back on the rack when he spins me around and slams me into the wall. Fred's angry face comes into view before he pokes me in the chest with his finger and demands to know what the hell my problem is. My face contorts in anger as I spit at him that him and his secrets are my problem.
"What bloody secrets?!" Fred shouts.
"You and Harry! When did you two love birds shack up together, hmm? You used to tell me everything and now you're keeping things from me!" I yell. Fred just chuckles darkly and releases me. I rub my chest when he moves back. He stares at me until I can't help but to fidget uncomfortably.
"What?" I demand glaring at him. He just laughs bitterly and shakes his head. He walks to the door and turns back just long enough to tell me that I need to talk to Harry before slipping out and leaving me in the dark.
Harry's POV:
How I ended up the twins personal council is a mystery. But I find myself listening to George spill his guts about his brother where his brother sat only days before. Of course this is only after I assure him that Fred and I aren't dating. He tells me everything while crying quietly. How he fell in love with Fred and how he doesn't know how to stop feeling the way he does. How it's so dangerous that his heart beats for the only person he can't have.
"How do you know that?" I ask him and I have sudden sense of déjà vu'.
He blinks at me and asks "Know what?"
"That you can't have him." I clarify. "How do you know that for sure?" I demand. He shakes his head.
"Even if he did want to be with me no one would accept us. We're brothers, Harry. Twins at that." He points out. I watch him quickly brush away tears. So I tell him what I told Fred about Cedric. I explain how sometimes others aren't going to understand your choices but that he shouldn't let that get in the way of what he wants. He doesn't speak after that so I get up to leave.
"Look, George, you can't help who you fall for. Remember that, okay?" I advise him before stretching and walking out of the room to leave him with his thoughts. I'm almost to the stairs when I hear a quiet sob.
George's POV:
"You can't help who you fall for." I sob quietly.
A/N: Phew! That was my longest chapter yet. I think I earned my reviews this time. *waits patiently*