A very insistent pounding was pulling Colin from his slumber. He rolled over in has half asleep/half awake state, and collided perfectly against George's chest. He sighed against it, content to go back to being completely asleep, but the pounding grew louder.

"Colin! Are you in there? Open up!"

It took Colin a full two seconds to register what he was hearing. His eyes shot open.

"Colin!"

Colin, now fully awake, shot up in bed. He began searching frantically for his wand. "George! Wake up! We forgot to unlock the door!" George snapped out of sleep as well, fumbling with the covers.

"Geesh, don't they know how to do a simple 'Alohomora'?" George located his wand first, wrenched the hangings open, and cast a quick and silent spell at the door.

Four disgruntled boys fell into the room. "Colin, why…" the boy halted in his tracks, staring wide eyed at the sight before him.

Colin looked at George, who was sitting back on his ankles, thankful that he had thought to grab a pillow to cover his lower-half. Colin himself was tangled in the covers enough to be decent. He looked back over to his dorm mates. They were all staring wide eyed between him and George, apparently lost for words.

"Um…hey guys…sorry about the door…we, um…forgot to unlock it…" Colin said nervously. When his roommates continued to stare silently at them, he plowed on. "This is George Weasley," he indicated George with a wave of his hand and a nervous look. "And George, these are my roommates…Clint…Vinson…Thomas…and Emmett." Colin was relieved as one by one, his roommates came out of their daze. They gave George shy looks and even shyer hellos.

Clint, the loudest of the bunch, was the first to speak up. "McGonagall isn't so happy about you skipping class…we tried to cover for you mate, but…"

"She saw you two in the hall together before class, so it was hard to convince her that you're sick…" Emmitt, the friendliest of the boys, explained.

"I wouldn't miss History of Magic, though, mate," Clint advised. "I bet she'll check to see if you skip that one, too."

Colin groaned, "Thanks guys. Did she give homework?"

"A bit. We were all going to work on it in the common room if you want to join us." Emmett asked. "George, you can come, too…I'm sure I could use your help."

Colin narrowed his eyes as Emmett looked at George hopefully. Is he seriously flirting with my naked boyfriend?

"Yeah, sure…just give us a few minutes, yeah?" George answered.

"Cool!" Emmett was way too pleased for Colin's liking. "I'll save you a chair!"

George arched an eyebrow at Colin as Emmett practically bounced out of the room, followed by the rest.

Colin was wearing a stony expression when they all left, yet it only served to make George laugh, "Come here, baby."

Colin crawled over to George, but the pout never left his face. "He was flirting with you," he stated as he wrapped his arms around George's neck, straddling the pillow on his lap.

"You act as if no one ever flirts with you," George reminded him with a gentle nip to his lips.

Colin's eyebrows shot up, "I…" he blushed as he realized that George made a valid point. "I'm sorry, I was just jealous."

George kissed him properly, then whispered against his lips, "It's okay. I love how protective you get…" Colin pressed their lips back together, slipping his tongue into George's mouth. It was George that stopped the make out session, causing Colin to whimper.

"We have a study date with your roommates," George pointed out. "Let's get cleaned up."

"Okay," Colin sighed, crawling from George's lap. His feet hit the floor and he winced at the pain he felt in his bottom. "Fuck. You really did a number on me," he smiled at George.

"Perhaps we should use the ointment how it's intended to be used," George stood from the bed, searching his pockets for the tube. "Lay down on the bed."

Colin lay face down on the bed, waiting for George.

"Think of Umbridge naked or something, because there will be no fucking after I apply this," George laughed, gently spreading Colin's cheeks.

"Gross! Ew! God George! I'll never be able to get an erection again after that image!" Nevertheless, Colin arched his back as George tried to apply the ointment in a clinical manner.

"You don't want to be all sore and worn out tonight, do you?" George reminded him as he loaded more ointment on his finger and pushed into Colin.

"Mmmm," Colin moaned as George rotated his finger, coating his insides well. When George removed his finger, he continued, "I suppose you're right."

"I am. And you'll thank me later. Now, come on. Let's get dressed." He swatted playfully at Colin's bottom, causing the younger boy to jump.

"Fine," Colin grumbled, getting up off the bed. They managed to get cleaned and dressed in a decent amount of time, Colin having only slightly begged for sex. He was actually surprised that George didn't give in, but he knew he really would be glad when his ass wasn't aching later.

Doing Transfiguration homework with the four guys he shared a room with, but rarely ever spent time with, wasn't bad at all. Colin was amused to find out that George was very good at Transfiguration, and he was actually a good tutor.

Emmett made sure he sat on one side of George, where he could flirt effortlessly. Clint, Vinson, and Thomas cast looks of amused sympathy at Colin when this happened. Colin thought he did an excellent job of keeping his jealousy under control. Of course, it didn't hurt that George would lean in for a kiss, or to nibble on his neck, whenever Emmett's efforts became too obvious. His roommates would laugh outright at that, causing Colin to blush.

George offered to walk the entire group to their History of Magic class, but Colin refused, wanting to take of advantage of this rare turn of events.

"Being a poof seems to have made them like me a lot more," he whispered to George as they shamelessly kissed goodbye in the common room.

George snickered at the comment before kissing Colin deeper, pulling him closer.

"They probably liked you before…they just understand you more now…you were really moody before you let me hit it."

Colin gasped and put on his best indignant face. "I was not moody!"

"Yes. You were," George pulled Colin in for another kiss before Colin could respond.

Colin moaned into the kiss, forgetting momentarily where they were.

"Get to class. I'll see you after," George broke the kiss, but didn't let go of Colin.

"Yeah…I'll see you later," Colin stood on his toes, pecking George quick on the lips. He turned to walk away, but George tugged his arm, pulling him back. "Wha-"

"I love you," George smiled down at him.

"Love you, too," Colin blushed and bit his bottom lip to keep his grin from spreading embarrassingly wide.

"Go on. You'll be late." George tapped his bum in encouragement.

Colin walked towards the portrait hole, where his roommates were waiting for him. Vinson was looking at the ceiling, and Clint and Thomas were trying very hard not to laugh at Emmett, who was practically drooling at the scene between George and Colin. Colin just rolled his eyes, sharing a laugh with his roommates.

Colin was trying very hard to not look over to the corner of the Gryffindor common room where George and Harry were. George had been absent when Colin had returned from History of Magic, so Colin has settled down with his roommates, along with Ginny, to do his homework. Just when they were wrapping up, George had walked in with Harry. They had both waved from across the room at him—George added a wink that made Ginny giggle and Colin blush. Now he sat trying to read over his Charms essay that was due the next day, but unable to focus. What are they talking about? Tonight. They have to be talking about tonight. What are they going to do to me? Oh what—

"You know, Harry is like a brother to George," Ginny interrupted his twitchy train of thought, "I seriously doubt they're flirting over there."

Colin looked at her for a moment, confused. Then he caught himself, "Oh…no, I didn't think they were flirting…I just…um…" He really couldn't come up with an excuse quick enough.

Ginny studied him for a moment before she smiled and continued, "You know, I was really shocked when I heard the rumor about you and my brother."

"Re-really? But George said that his family knows about him and Fred," Colin wondered.

"Oh, I wasn't surprised about him being gay!" Ginny laughed, "I was shocked to hear that you are."

"Oh. Yeah, I think a lot of people were shocked. Everybody sees me as this little boy—I think they actually forget that I'm fourteen," he smiled shyly at her, meeting her eyes.

"I think you and George make a cute couple…and don't take this the wrong way, I'm not hitting on you, I promise! But…he's really brought the sexy out of you," she quirked an eyebrow, humor alight in her eyes.

Colin laughed outright—he couldn't help it. "Oh my gosh—are you serious?"

"Um yeah! A lot of guys are taking notice of your-" she paused, "—how should I put this?" she asked herself.

"You could just spit it out," Colin offered with a grin.

"A lot of guys are noticing that you're quite fuckable," she finished.

Colin started to laugh, but it was instantly stifled by his blush. Ginny, however, laughed loudly at the look on Colin's face. "You look so shocked to hear that!"

"What guys think that?" Colin couldn't help but ask.

"All I'm saying is, I wouldn't get too close to a certain Gryffindor boy in your year while showering; and some of the guys in Harry's year have been talking about you—Ron told me!" She smiled, looking proud of having unloaded so much juicy gossip.

Colin didn't get to respond, as George walked up between the two.

"Ginny, quit trying to get him to dump me, please?" he asked his younger sister.

"Of course I wasn't doing that! But he has a right to know what a hot commodity he's become." Ginny's quick tongue could rival George's. Almost, Colin thought, smirking, causing him to miss George's retort.

"Whatever, George…" Ginny said before turning to Colin, "I'm heading down to dinner, you coming?"

"Uh, yeah…sure, Ginny." He glanced at George.

"Oh don't worry, your boyfriend can come too—but he's sitting with our year today!" Ginny demanded.

"Alright, alright…you don't have to get testy, little sister." George answered.

The three walked to the Great Hall together, laughing and joking. Colin couldn't remember the last time he had been so happy. He moved closer to George, slipping his hand into the taller boy's. George smiled down at him, squeezing the small hand in his.

That night, Colin paced his room. He was showered and dressed in dark jeans and a deep red shirt; the outfit having only come together after several changes. His nerves were raging to the point he couldn't seem to breathe properly, and he couldn't be still (hence the pacing).

He halted his repeating steps as the door was opened and George stepped into the room.

"Hey," he smiled, approaching Colin.

"Hey," Colin relaxed completely into George's arms, closing his eyes. "I'm so nervous," he quietly confessed to George's chest.

"I can see that," George answered, carding his fingers through Colin's hair. "You have no reason to be nervous, though. I've spoken to Harry-"

"About what?" Colin's head bolted up, wide eyes observing George.

"Calm down. We just discussed your…preferred position…"

Colin groaned and dropped his face back into George's chest. "This is so embarrassing," he mumbled.

"Actually, I think Harry was quite pleased with the news, and not very surprised…" he paused to kiss the top of Colin's head before he forced the smaller boy to look up at him. "He's quite eager, as well."

"He…he is?" Colin asked, looking into George's eyes.

"Yes, of course! You're very sexy. Have you not been told that enough to know it?"

Colin simply smiled and rolled his eyes. "Should we be going soon?" he asked.

"Ah—well…me and Harry think it is best if you go down now, ahead of us." George was barely suppressing a smile, and Colin didn't miss the mischievous glint that appeared in his eye.

"Why?" he slowly asked, showing his skepticism.

"Harry's told Malfoy to meet you there early. He said that Malfoy would be great at putting you at ease. And—honestly," he added, now unable to keep the smile from his face, "I rather like the idea of walking in on the pair of you blondes…"

Colin's mouth was hanging open, but he recovered quickly. "You…and Harry—of fuck—you want me and Draco to…to-"

"—to talk," George interrupted, "or make-out, or fuck, whatever you feel like doing. Just meet him and…go with the flow. Can you do that?" he gently asked.

"Yes," Colin gave George a small smile, "I can."

George answered him with a kiss.

"So…when do I need to head there?" Colin asked when they had split apart.

"Right now, actually."

"Whew, okay…" Colin quickly pecked George a final time on the lips before skipping around him. "But don't get mad when you walk in and his dick is in my mouth." Colin laughed at the expression this statement earned from the red head before he closed the door behind him.