Title:Did you steal that?
Warnings:gayness
A/n:my second favorite ship also from Tumblr
Word count:431
There's a scarf sitting on Lee's bed when he clambers in after Transfiguration. It's not his scarf, that's for sure - his wardrobe is as Gryffindor as they come, and what's on his bed right now is emerald green and silver, clashing horrendously with his bedspread.
"Lee, did you get your book?" Fred's voice flits up after him, and then he hears heavy footsteps, taking the stairs two at a time.
Fred bursts into the room, gasping dramatically, before Lee nudges him over with a well-placed elbow. It sends long limbs sprawling back over his bed - normally such a sight would be a promise of fun times ahead, but now, Fred just looks like an overgrown giraffe.
Lee informs Fred of his comparison, much to the Weasley's chagrin.
"Ouch. My love hath wounded me." Fred follows Lee's gaze back to the scarf, and a bright grin breaks over his freckled face. "Ah, you noticed."
Lee furrows his brow. "Did you steal that?"
"People need to take better care of their laundry." Fred responds, shrugging and feigning nonchalant. He whips the scarf into a gaudy swirl around his neck. "Does this bring out my eyes?"
Lee snorts as Fred bats his eyelashes at him. "Sure, that and your freckles."
"Well, you do love them so."
He pulls the wool off of Fred's neck, tickling his boyfriend in the process. "I don't think you've explained why you have a Slytherin scarf quite yet."
"The championships coming up." Fred begins, lacing their fingers together and swinging their arms cheerily. "Wood's on edge, has a bloody squad around Harry all the time. Aaaaaand."
"We're going to charm the scarf so the next Slytherin who wears it gets rainbow skin for a week?"
Fred laughs, warm and affectionate and eyes glittering with promise. "You're the best partner in crime I could ask for."
"Oi." George appears in the doorway, arms crossed. "Get a move on, you two. And I heard that, dear darling twin of mine."
"Sad to say I've replaced you." Lee teases, throwing the scarf so it lands on George's head and covers his face. They all know that it's silly to even think about actually replacing one or the other - George is George, and Lee is Lee, and Fred loves them both, albeit in different ways.
"Okay, lads," Fred summons the scarf over, throws an arm over Lee's shoulder and appraises the cozy knitwear with a thoughtful glance. "What color skin should Montague start off with?"
"Pink."
"Green."
Fred whoops, triumphant. "Both it is then."
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Q:song listening to right now?
A:Rocking around the Christmas tree(don't judge)
Also pls watch the video abovementioned I laughed so hard
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