Shattered Souls • Hedric

Chapter Thirteen

Severus was trying to enjoy the delicious waffle breakfast that Harry made, but said boy was driving him crazy. Harry was pacing back and forth next to the table, chewing on his nails. Harry was dressed in a pair of skin tight black jeans, emerald green, long sleeve form fitting shirt that Alice said he looked sexy in, and a pair of black dragon hide boots that Bill had gifted him. He had a clear contact in his good eye and a black patch over his blind eye. His silky black hair, which no longer went in every direction, was pulled back with a silky green ribbon and came just below his shoulders. Fred's jaw had hit the floor when Harry came down the stairs carrying Leora, and George had wolf whistled.

" Potter, sit down!" barked Severus.

Harry squeaked and lunged for his seat next to the bassinet. He looked down at his precious daughter whom he dressed in a stunning tiny, pale green dress, that was decorated with light pink flowers, white tights, and a pink flower hair-bow. He knew that Cedric wouldn't remember but he still wanted his little girl to look pretty for her daddy. Harry dropped his head and stared at his trembling hands that were resting in his lap.

" What is wrong, Harry?" Severus could tell that there was something more then Cedric's lost memory bothering Harry. Severus rolled his eyes when Harry mumbled something under his breath.

" Speak up boy!" barked Moody.

Harry sighed and lifted his watery eyes to those at the table. " I'm ugly." he softly whispered.

Fred about choked on his waffle. He has had a crush on Harry since Harry was twelve. He didn't think there was a kinder, sexier man on earth. He was so jealous of Cedric when Harry and Cedric first discovered that they were soul mates, but he quickly got over it and embraced the brotherly relationship he could have with him. Still, if given the chance, Fred would happily fill Cedric's shoes for him.

George chuckled and patted Fred on the back. " You all right there brother dearest?" George knew that Fred had it bad for Harry. He felt terrible for Fred, because Harry was someone he could never have. Even if Cedric had died, Harry would have never been able to love Fred the way he did Cedric.

" Why the hell Potter do you think that you are ugly?" asked an exasperated Severus.

Harry just sat there opening and closing his mouth like a fish. " Look,,, look at me! Thanks to the loving care my aunt and uncle gave me I'm a shrimp at only 5'4, I'm nothing but bones, my face is covered in scars." Harry held up his hand. " I know they are fading, but they are still there. My back is covered in whip marks, I have an ugly patch covering my eye like a wanna be pirate, and I jump at every noise. I'm a right bloody mess."

Fred put his fork down and approached Harry. Standing over him staring at him, Fred sighed and picked up the bassinet. " Follow me Harry." he said in a strained voice.

Harry looked around the table then locked eyes with George. George just shrugged his shoulders and winked at Harry. Harry looked back to Fred, giving him a sheepish smile, he stood up and followed Fred out of the dining room and into the living room. Fred took a seat and pulled Harry down on to his lap.

Harry snuggled into his much larger brothers 6'3 frame and lowered his head. Fred put his finger under Harry's chin and lifted his face to his. " Harry, you are beautiful. You are so beautiful that you don't even notice those scars." Fred laid his hand over Harry's heart. " Not only are you beautiful on the outside, but your just as beautiful on the inside. Do you know how rare that is?"

Harry sniffed and tried to lower his head. " Your just saying that because your my brother. Who would want to get close to this scarred face and kiss it?"

Fred stared into Harry's gem green eye. He knew it was wrong but he at least wanted to experience it once. " I would." he whispered. Leaning in he captured Harry's lips with his own. Harry was so shocked that he didn't think to pull back. He gasped when Fred licked his bottom lip. Fred took advantage of the gasp and slithered his tongue into Harry's mouth. Harry moaned and closed his eyes. He knew he shouldn't be allowing Fred to kiss him like this, but it had been so long since he had been held like this. Tentatively, Harry started kissing Fred back, rubbing his tongue against Fred's. Both boys moaned into each others mouths enjoying the kiss.