The Weasley kids and their partners were all gathered round Harrys’ house, again. He could hear them talking and laughing downstairs whilst Harry stayed on his bed with a book.
“Come on, just pick dare, would you dickhead!” One of them yelled.
“I don’t want to. And as I am the oldest, you cannot tell me what to do. So, na!” Came the response.
Harry just sighs and picks up his phones and headphones. Just as he is about to click play there is a knock at the door.
He calls: “Who is it?”
The door opens, and in walks Hermione. “It’s just me. Don’t ask me why I knocked to open our own bedroom, because I do not know myself. But I came up here to ask, do you want me to kick everyone out?” She questions as she enters the bedroom and shuts the door.
Shaking his head, Harry opens his arms. Lying down beside him, Hermione rests her head on his chest as his arms come around her. Taking a deep breath for a moment, Harry can smell his friend's lavender hair wash.
“I don’t want you to kick them out” he mumbles into her hair. “I just wish Theyweren’t here.”
“Oh Harry, it’s okay. Why don’t you join us for a bit? The twins and I will stay with you.”
“I’m good, Hermione. I do not want to see them. I think I’m just going to stay here with music and the orange tree.”
“If you are sure?” Hermione says as she rises and stares at Harry.
Harry nods his head whilst smiling. “Go have fun babe, I’ll just be here.”
Hermione smiles before standing and leaving the room, closing the door quietly behind her. Harry knows she’s made it back to the living room when cheers and calls of her name start up along with the request for more drinks. Sighing, Harry puts on his headphones and loses himself in his book.
After a few chapters Harry’s door opens again. Without looking up he states: “I still do not want to come down Mione”
“Well, I guess it is a good job we are not”
“Hermione and have food then isn’t it?”
The twins replied using their twin telepathic speech. Looking up at them, Harry smiles.
“You are life savers! Give me the food.” He holds his arms out expectantly. Laughing George passed over a plate while Fred got on one side of Harry and George got on the other. The three of them laid together, nibbling on the snacks that they brought up for a few moments.
"How'd you know I was hungry?" Harry question3d.
"Dude, you are our best friend so,”
"We know things about you before you even know about them."
"Ha, gay." Harry nervously chuckles in reply.
"Yes, yes we are. Now, are you going to join us downstairs? Before you say anything. We know. But out of them all, Blaise and Bill are too engrossed in each other. Draco dumped Theo yesterday because they wanted a quick shaggy with someone else last night. Fleur has been kicked out because they were arguing too much and the final two, Seamus and Neville have already left. So, are you coming?"
"Wait, are you serious Fred?"
"He is being completely serious. Additionally, we've had 5 people ask between us two and Hermione where you are tonight. Just come down, half an hour max. Please" George whined "please" utilising the full effect of his puppy eyes.
"Fine, fine. Half an hour and that's it though." Harry stood up, placing the plates on his side table. “Now, you two gonna bugger off so I can change?”
Looking at each other than back at Harry the twins spoke in unison. “Nah, we thought we’d stay and watch you.”
Scoffing, Harry replied. “Dream on, you are not the weasleys that get to see me. Now fuck off.”
Fred and George left the bedroom, wagging their eyebrows and laughing. Harry, meanwhile, walked to his wardrobe and changed out of his pyjamas.
Taking a deep breath, he walks down the stairs. As soon as he’s spotted, the rest of his friends swarm around him. Ron makes it to him first and throws his arm over his mate’s shoulder and says “Hey Harry, where have you been?” He slurs.
Slipping out under Ron’s arm, Harry makes his way over to the twins who are lounging on the sofa. He tosses back an “I’ve been around” to Ron as he takes a seat. Leaning back and closing his eyes Harry silently kills the twins in his mind.
“We know mate,” Fred starts.
“But look how happy you’ve made the family showing up.” George ends the sentence.
“I know, I know. It’s just. I don’t want to be happy right now. It’s funny I could pick 'em in a line up nowadays I reckon. But ask me when one on one and I would have no clue.”
“Oi, stop being such a downer Harry. It’s a party!” Hermione called.
“Exactly.” Harry deadpanned in reply.
“C’mon, what would you like to drink?” George questioned.
“Jack Daniels and coke.” Harry and Fred said together.
Smiling, George replied, “I should have known.”
As George turned around Harry yelled. “Wait!” Turning back around George waits for Harry to speak, which he does. “I will go get them.”
“Are you sure Har?” George questioned.
“Yeah, I want to go. You got me food, I’ll get us drinks. And you are always saying I need to try new things.”
Standing up once the twins nodded, Harry walked into the kitchen. Nodding his head along to the beat of the music, he got down four cups and a tray so he could carry the drinks safely. Grabbing a can of coke, he cracked it open and poured it into one of the cups for himself. Turning slightly to grab the Jack Daniels for his friends, Harry heard someone walk up behind him.
“Why hello there beautiful, still on the sober life I see. Why don’t you spice that glass a little and we can dance the night away.”
Closing his eyes, HArry takes a fortifying breath before speaking. “Hello Draco. The answer is no, now please leave me alone.”
“A little self-obsessive aren’t you?"
"I'm self-obsessed? Damn. Have you met yourself?"
"What's going on here?" A deep voice questioned from the side.
"Go away weasley." Draco says.
"I don't think I will, are you okay Harry?"
"I'm okay Charlie, thank you." Harry says as he moves away from the blonde haired man.
"Yeah, we are okay Charles. We were having fun. So fuck off." Draco snarked.
“Firstly, you sound like my mum calling me Cahrles. You do not want to be here. Secondly, with the way Harry is trying to move away from you, I do not think I will fuck off as you so sophisticatedly put it Draconis.”
In a tantrum, Draco stomped his foot like a child and replied, “That is not my name!”
Charlie only smirked in reply. “And Charles is not my preferred name either, your point? Harry, are we leaving?”
Nodding his head rapidly, Harry allows Charlie to pull him away from Draco.
Walking back into the living room, Charlie decides to speak up. “I am glad you decided to come down in the end. It is nice to see you again.”
Blushing Harry replied, “thanks, it has been a while since we could all get together again.”
“Yeah it has, I wish schedules weren’t so busy, but you know how it goes.”
Laughing, Harry nodded. “You're looking well though, with your old jewеls and your dirty, red, bed hair.”
“Hey! It takes a while to look this good. You just effortlessly do it, but the rest of us need to style ourselves.” Charlie retorts.
“I do it effortlessly?” Harry cluelessly asks.
“Yeah, effortlessly.” Charlie whispers in reply, whilst looking at the younger male.
Locking eyes Harry embarrassedly changes the subject and questions. “Hey you have your country tour coming up soon right? Are you older weasleys looking forward to it?”
Closing his eyes for a second, Charlie nods. “I don’t know about the other two but I know, whilst I am excited and all, I am dreading having to live in a cramped space with my younger siblings again.” looking around the room at everyone there, Charlie's eyes catch on his six siblings and what they are doing. A small smile comes onto his face. “Yeah, I can already tell I'm going to hate them all after the first hour.”
Looking at his best friend’s older brother, Harry smiles to see the love on his face. “I can see that.” he replied to Charlie’s musing. “It’ll be good though, six weeks of getting yourself out there. Playing music, no one to hold you back.”
“That's true, I just hope for mum’s sake we don’t end up killing each other.”
“You wouldn’t. You may argue but you all mean so much to each other.”
“Yeah, that is true. What about you? With Fred and George gone, and Hermione coming up occasionally to see Ronnie, what are you going to do?”
“Work.”
“Oh come on, Harry! You can’t just do that, it’s so boring.” Turning to look at the smaller man, Charlie suddenly gets very excited. “I have an idea, why don't you come visit us for a long weekend at some point? You can see us perform, maybe sing a few songs yourself? It'll be great fun!”
“I’ll think about it. Promise. It does sound good, I will give you that.”
“Hey Charlie!” a yell interrupts their conversation. Looking up quickly, as if they are startled animals, the duo sees Percy and Aubrey by the TV. “Help us set up the karaoke would you?”
Turning back to Harry, Charlie says, “I guess this is my call. I will see you later for a dance, okay?”
Nodding Harry watches the older man walk off. However, thinking he is alone, he whispers to himself: "Oh, goddamn, not again. Not another rockstar." But the twins overhear, and looking at each other, they walk up to Harry and grab his hands, dragging him back to Harry and Hermione’s bedroom.
“Hey, what are you doing? Let go! You are the ones who wanted me there!” Harry struggles against the twins' vice-like hold.
Once in the room, The twins point at the bed and say in sync. “Sit, we need cuddles and the gossip.”
Gulping, Harry sits like he is told and lets the twins grab hold, manoeuvring him until they are in a cuddling position that is comfortable for them both.
“Well?” Geroge asks.
“Well what?”
“Well what he questions Forge. Well, are you going to tell us about your crush on Charlie!”
“I don’t- what- no- I-” Harry stutters for a second. Tightening their arms, the twins just wait and cuddle their younger brother for a second. “Okay, fine. I guess I have a type and Charlie is hitting the boxes at the moment. Happy?”
“No!” Was the immediate response. “We want more. We are your best friends, I am surprised you didn’t tell us right away.”
“Well that's because there isn't much to tell. I just like him and he just sees me as yours and Ron’s younger best friend.”
“Harry, it is Charlie, I doubt that very much.” Fred replies.
“Now we are letting go until we hear it all.” George states next.
"Ugh. Fine. He just helped me out of a situation I was in, that's all."
" Oh god, what happened?" George probes.
"Nothing much, just Draco being Draco."
"I'll kill him!" Fred exclaims.
"Oh no you won't. I'm enjoying this hug." Harry retorts. "We are staying here, going to sleep, and Cuddling till morning."
And they did exactly that. Not even waking up when Hermione is carried in by and equally drunk Ron.
The best thing for Harry, was that the next morning, due to the alcohol and all the dancing they'd done, the twins didn't even remember their final conversation.