Memories (Frarry)

Chapter 5

"Harry wanna hang after your classes are over?" asked Fred as he fell into step with the teen. Harry gave him an apologetic smile "Sorry mate. I'm meeting Cedric, we're talking about the tournament. I'm trying to find a way to help him." Fred's smile faltered a bit "Oh, alright. Maybe tomorrow?" "Maybe. Though i promised to hang with Hermione and study. Really sorry. We still got our lunch though right?" "Right."

Two days later and they still hadn't had their lunch. Soon it was the day of the first task and Fred went to find Harry to wish him luck. He found the teen in a tent pacing. "Oh look! The floor opened up!" Harry yelped and jumped causing Fred to laugh. "Fred." groaned harry "That's the name. Whats got you wearing out the floor?" "I'm about to face a bloody dragon and you ask me that!?" Fred shrugged "Trying to lighten the mood." the younger sighed and slumped "i know. I'm sorry. I'm just really nervous." Fred walked towards him "it's ok to be scared harry. All of us are at some point in life. I know i am whenever i leave Georgie alone with Snape. I always think he'll use him in a potion and give it to me. Torture really." he heard a chuckle and smiled "There you are." "Thanks." "No problem mate. It'll e alright. I know you can do it." Fred groaned out a breath when he was roughly embraced. He wrapped his arms around harry and buried his face in the mop of raven hair. Harry relaxed in his arm and mumbled "i missed you." "Missed you too Harry."

And the night Harry celebrated getting the egg. Once he escaped the crowd he left the common room and headed for the dungeons. He didn't get far before he was pulled into an alcove. When he opened his mouth to protest he felt a hand cover it. He looked up from the fit chest to the grinning face of Fred Weasley. He rolled his eyes and waited until he saw two prefects pass and finally Fred dropped his hand. "Wanna go to the Astronomy Tower? No one checks there." "Sure." he replied and followed his friend.

They both took a seat at the edge of the balcony. "So...how're you feeling?" Harry let out a soft sigh looking up at the sky "Honestly? Tired. I'm just plain tired. Tired of being expected to do all this. This tournament. Killing Voldemort. Tired of being expected to get hurt and just pick myself up again. Tired of all the expectations. And I'm tired of people that only want me to fight so they don't have to. I'm sick and tired of a world that don't care how i feel as long as they get what they want. I'm sick and tired of people that only notice my wrongs and not all the suffering. I'm just bloody tired of being their Hero." when his face turned to Fred, Harry had tears streaming down his cheeks.

Reaching out a hand Fred gently rubbed the tears with the pad of his thumb. He offered Harry a warm smile "Well then, sleep. Sleep and I'll watch you. I'll keep you safe until you're ready." And Harry let go of his tears clutching the older boys chest and sobbing, then crying. Fred pulled him onto his lap and comforted him with soft words and hands before sleep took over the younger body.

Harry took a deep breath and shook his head "You can do this. You're Harry Potter. You can do anything. you fought a dragon. You've got this." "Harry! Mate!" came Georges voice form down the hall and he slumped turning around. When he saw Fred's red face and sighed "I can't do this." "Can't do what?" "Nothing George. What's up?" he twin grinned and pushed his other half forward "Come on Freddie. Tell'em." When Fred blushed brighter Harry raised a brow "Tell me what? That he became a tomato?" George laughed "No. Guess what?" "What?" "Freddie's got a date tot he ball!" and Harrys world shattered and his face dropped "What?" "Yea, Angelina?" "On the quidditch team?" "That's the one mate. Aint it cool?" Fred glanced at him and Harry forced a grin fighting back the tears "Yea. God that's so cool mate. I'm happy for ya." Fred smiled back "Thanks Harry. You got a date yet?" Harry shrugged "Not yet. Thinking of asking one of the Patel twins but you never know." "Ah! You shy little Harrykins?" teased George ruffling his hair and they laughed. It was ok, not like Harry thought he had a chance anyway. 

"Harry? Harry are you alright?" came the soft voice of Hermione. Harry wiped his eyes and looked up at her form his place in a hidden alcove " 'mione? What you doin here?" her eyes softened "Looking for you silly." she replied as she took a seat next to him. "Why?" "I heard from Ron that Fred's going to the ball with Angelina." Harry stiffened "So?" "I see how close you two are. How you sneak away when you think no one sees you. I'm so sorry Harry."  she put an arm around his shoulders and he leaned into her crying.

"Why are all you Weasley boys so damned daft?" said Draco with an exasperated sigh. The boys looked offended but Molly laughed "I believe they get it form their father dear. Arthur wouldn't know a lady that fancied him if she kissed him on the lips." Ginny, Harry and Hermione laughed along while Arthur glowered. "Can we just go on with the story please?" asked Charlie with a frown. "Oh love it's alright. It didn't take you that long to figure us out." said Hermione with an amused smile. "Yea, ya know, only like...what? A few years?" teased Ginny and they laughed again with Draco snickering. "Moving on." ground out Ron. "Sorry mate. Well next we go to the actual ball."

Harry sighed as his date walked away from him. He sat next to Ron and they glanced at one another "Bored?" asked Harry "A little. Bet i would have been dancing if i went out with a bloke." hiding his surprise Harry smiled "Me too. Oh look Malfoys standing alone. Bet you five galleons you can't get him to dance with you." Ron smirked at the challenge and stood up wiping his dress robe off "You're on mate" Harry gapped a smile as he watched Ron talk to Malfoy and drag him to the dance floor. "Bloody hell." he muttered to himself. As he watched his best friend dance with his enemy his eyes drifted along the dance floor until they stopped at a couple. Fred was grinning and dancing with Angelina as she giggled and pulled him closer. harry felt his throat constrict and his eyes burn. he couldn't take it, he couldn't be here anymore. So he stood up and slipped out of the Hall sitting on the stairs and letting the tears fall.

He heard footsteps approach him and looked up wiping his tears "Harry? Mate you ok?" 'Great. Just who i need.' "Nothings wrong Fred. I just wanna go to my room." he replied standing up. Clearly not satisfied Fred took hold of his arm "You're lying. whats going on? I'm worried." Harry scoffed feeling his sadness overcome with anger and jealousy. He ripped his arm away and spun to the older boy "Just go and play with your girlfriend would ya?" Fred seemed confused and hurt "What?" "Come on. You looked really happy with her in your arms." "Angelina?" Harry glared at the soft way Fred said her name "Yea. Go and dance and laugh and smile with her. Leave me alone." Suddenly the older boys face seemed red "Me?! Whats your problem?!" "Nothing! Go fuck her for all i care." now they were both glaring at one another "Why are you suddenly angry about this huh? You seemed right down happy when George told you." Harry laughed lacking humour "Yea. And i still am. You can dance with whoever you want. Not my problem." "Exactly." said Fred blinking "So why are you yelling at me for?" Harry didn't answer and walked away, leaving Fred to stare after him.