Of Sweaters and Sniggers.

Of Sweaters and Sniggers (inspired by septemregnasansae)

When Harry had first come out at the Burrow, everyone had been more than supportive. Although he was in a steady relationship with Ginny, he had needed to get the information off his chest. He was bisexual, not straight, and he needed that to be heard by his family. He was so incredibly relieved that it was all over and behind him now.

It had been years, and now there was no more war, no more living in secrecy and fear. Life was good.

And then it wasn't. Because it was almost Christmas, and the boredom was slowly getting to Harry. It started out as an itch and soon turned into a full fledged urge for mischief.

The first time it happened was quite innocent. Harry hadn't even thought of it as a prank. Some of them had been casually sipping hot coffee (yes, they had gotten a Muggle coffee machine and Arthur had been so excited Harry thought he might have burst on the spot), when someone cracked a joke and they all laughed heartily. Harry looked affectionately at Ginny and then at the rest of the guys and grinned.

"Y'know, Gin, I love you and all, but if Bill wasn't married, I'd go there."

And then Bill winked at him from across the table and Ron just sort of exploded.

He gawked back and forth between them and then-

"STOP IT. JUST STOP. YOU CAN'T HAVE ALL MY SIBLINGS SO DON'T YOU DARE TRY, HARRY."

It was at this point Harry realized the true majestic scope of this newfound Thing that Provoked Ron and immediately took it upon himself as his best friend to assume the role of being as aggravating as possible. 

 He gave Ron's hand a nice placating pat. "Not all of them Ronnie, you can have Percy alright?"

So now Ron is fuming, and Ginny is smiling, but best of all George has joined the others and is openly laughing for the first time in a long time, and Harry knows what his new mission must be.

The second time it happens, Harry carefully exchanges his Weasley sweater for Charlie's two days after Christmas, and sees the fun ensue.

As soon as he pads down the steps with his hair all messed up, Ron stares at him and narrows his eyes.

"Hah, mate you must have been really sleepy to manage to put on the wrong sweater in the morning. Anyone can see that's a 'C' and not an 'H'."

Harry shrugs and out of the corner of his eye, watches a knowing smirk slide onto Bill's face.

That' when Charlie comes down wearing Harry's sweater. Ron stares a moment. Then he looks back at Harry, before swinging around to face Charlie again.

A look of horror dawns upon him and he waves his hand accusingly between the two of them.

"You-y- but- but he- and you- I -"

Bill takes this as his key to step in and drapes his arms lazily around each of their shoulders.

"Now, you really shouldn't mind sharing Ron, we are family you know."

And that is enough to put even Ron off his bacon. 

(A very impressive feat indeed.)

By the third time, practically the whole family is in on it, even Hermione, although she manages one to get one disapproving tut before giving in, because the opportunity to prank her husband so thoroughly is too good to miss. 

George brings home some Amortentia from Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes and they all pass it around the table, discussing their favourite scents. When it comes back to George, he smirks slightly before taking a heavily exaggerated sniff.