DUE TO ISSUES I HAD TO UNPUBLISH
Harry was currently sleeping. Sleeping in his boyfriend's bed in Gryffindor tower. In Gryffindor tower with his boyfriend spooning him.
But, something was about to go very wrong. This is because a certain red headed rat came barging into the room at that very moment.
"Hey, Geor- WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" Ronald Weasley screeched.
Harry and George jolted awake, staring blearily at him. They did jump out of bed, however, when they realized the situation.
"Hello, Ronald." George said. "Fancy seeing you here."
>{AT THE SAME TIME;WITH FRED AND DRACO}<
Pansy burst into her best friend's dorm only to see a tuft of red hair in his bed. So, she did the resonable thing and yelled.
"DRACO'S GOT A BOY IN HIS BED!!!!" And all hell broke loose.
Draco and Fred jumped up as soon a Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle burst into the room.
"You shagged a Weasley?!" Theo said, aghast.
Fred smirked.
"Correction, Nott. He got shagged BY a Weasley."
Pansy cackled and Blaise facepalmed.
"Really?" Crabbe said, rolling his eyes.
"Yes, really." Fred said, sitting up.
"Damn, you're ripped." Theo said, impressed. "How?"
"I'm on the Quidditch team." Fred says, pulling on a pair of jeans. "Wood gives everyone an eating chart, workout schedule, and sleep schedule for everyone to follow. Angelina's ripped, too."
He said the last part to Pansy and she bushed.
"You have a crush on Johnson?!" Goyle exclaimed.
"I-I- W-well-" She flushed brighter and looked down, nodding.
"If it's any consolation, Marcus is dating Wood." Draco said, finishing getting dressed. "And Theo wants to date Spinnet."
"Wow, thanks for exposing us." Flint said, coming out from the shadows.
Everyone jumped and stared at him. Fred waved.
"Hey Flint." He said, smiling.
"'Sup, Weasley." Flint replied, smirking a bit.
Everyone looked from Flint to Fred and back again. They blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. Then they all facepalmed.
"Wait, so Gryffindor and Slytherin don't actualy hate eachother?" Goyle asked, looking confused.
"Some of us do," Wood said, also coming out of the shadows. "Most of the older years are either secretly shagging eachother, secretly dating eachother, or are related."
"What the fuck? Is the whole Gryffindor Quidditch team in my dorm???" Draco asked in an exasperated tone.
"No, but we should probably get dressed and down to breakfast." Fred said, casting a tempus charm. "It's already eight thirty."
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-{Helping Potter}-
Fanfiction(Slow updates due to my plumetting mental health.) (Temporary HIATUS) Harry Potter realizes that all of his 'friends' are using him. When they find out that he knows, they threaten and abuse him, saying they'll kill him if he tells anyone. He eventu...
