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Tarnished Lion	By : InvidiaRed Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 56639 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
Disclaimer: I make no money off of this fanfiction. Harry Potter and its world isn't mine. Any and all resemblance is entirely coincidental. Again, All fun and practice.

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Harry slowly came too.
Awareness trickled in and Harry sat up.
He had lost control. His hands managed to find his glasses that he hurriedly found his wand on the floor and he gripped it with mounting panic.
He blasted himself and the twins with a scourgify. He grit his teeth as the feeling of a wire brush being applied liberally to himself and them.
The scent of sex hung heavy on the air and as Harry walked to desperately to find clothes. His clothes, that he felt their cum sliding down his thighs. Even as he opened his window to let the air in.
Harry blinked his green eyes and held his head in his hands. It was stupid, just so stupid.
What had he been thinking??!
They did not stir. “Rennervate!” Harry tottered.
He couldn’t wake them. Harry pushed down his burgeoning panic. There was one spell Barty did teach him.
Harry took a deep breath and he let it out slowly. He shakily pointed his wand at George.
“Finite Immunda!” A shadow raced from his wand and impacted George’s body. Harry blinked and he saw a darkness preventing the shadow from landing.
His bed shuddered and the ground groaned. Harry felt the pressure build. It grew difficult to breath as if his magic was pushing all the air out of the room. Rushing air swirled around him as loose parchment fluttered about cast about by the sudden wind.
There was a sudden Whoosh! his dark charm collapsed suddenly.
Harry was flying and then he hit his wall with a lurch as he slid down. The ringing in Harry’s ears died long after everything went back into focus.
Whatever he had done….
He couldn’t undo it. He had never heard of one’s spellcraft fighting off a counterspell like he had just witnessed.
Fred and George were stuck like this perhaps forever… Harry couldn’t lift his own curse.
Harry sighed, He could feel the bruises forming. If it was anything like imperio..
“Wake up, and get dressed.” Harry roughly rasped. Fred and George immediately woke and started pulling on their clothes as though they were little more than puppets.
Harry didn’t know how to even begin to fix this. Harry rubbed the sides of his head. He felt a headache coming on.
He knew how to do that practiced deception. That wasn’t something he could forget. It seemed etched in his brain.
“Act normal.” Harry commanded.
One of the perks of the imperius curse that made those under it hard to detect. Was that the curse actively aided the victim. Harry could only hope it was the case. He needed all the help he could get.
“Harry, we’ve decided to make you our business partner.” George stated.
“Act more normal.” Harry demanded. Fred shuddered for a moment.
“Harry, Me and George talked it over and since you gave us the earnings. Would you be our business partner?”
Harry nodded.
That sounded closer to Fred. He’d do his best to make sure this illusion would be masterfully maintained by cursed enhanced acting.
The moment he crossed the threshold of his bedroom. It was taxing every time. It was agonizing, like a papercut touching lemon juice but every time the cut went a little deeper.
He went to the loo. He just ruined the lives of the twin brothers of his best mate. There was no coming back from this.
What the hell had he’d been thinking? His reflection offered no help. Just the accusing stare of his own green eyes.
Harry took his time to find his friends. The door was ajar.
“Hermione, I’m telling you something is wrong.” Ron’s voice resounded and Harry stopped and listened.
“Oh, now you’re just noticing. Every year, we have been to Hogwarts. Harry’s been in danger. Did you think there wouldn’t be consequences Ron?”
“Harry, more than likely nearly died fighting a resurrected Voldermort! You just don’t walk away from a near death experience like that scot free.” Hermione responded.
Ron went quiet for a moment.
“Why is he shutting us out Hermione? We’ve been there for him every time. Why now?" Hermione’s voice went low.
“Because Ron-“She stopped for a moment.
“He’s a good person.” She said softly. Harry couldn’t breathe. His breath hitched as he stood just outside the threshold.
“Every year, something has happened to one of us.” Hermione explained. “And you Ronald Weasley, Were a right arsehole to him this last year. It is obvious to anyone paying even a cursory attention. He’s not some fame seeker, He doesn’t want it, doesn’t seek it. But it comes to him anyway.”
She sighed.
“I know Dumbledore told us not to write to him this summer. To protect him from the lies the ministry is spewing against him. But, I think that was a mistake. Harry is still a person and he needs his friends.”
She sounded regretful and even pained by the admission.
“We have to do better Ron. We have to protect ourselves. Because, If something happens to us, I don’t think Harry can forgive himself if anything happens to us if he is even a little involved.”
“With the ministry’s weight just bearing down on him like that. Its not something, even an adult can deal with for long.”
There was a long moment of silence.
“We’ll do better. I’ll do better.” Ron reluctantly agreed sheepishly.
“He won’t have to worry about us. Even if I have to stay up late to practice spells.” Hermione laughed. “I help you with you homework already Ron.” They both laughed.
“I’m not that bad, And neither is Harry.” Ron stated. Hermione agreed.
“No, you aren’t. Partly because I make you both do your homework.” Ron scowled.
“Just because we aren’t the brightest of our age. Doesn’t make Harry or me Trolls in comparison. We try Hermione, You’re just… Just beyond us. You’re gifted magically, you’re intellectually talented and we’re…”
Ron stopped.
“We’re just average.” Hermione sounded pained.
“I’ve never wanted you two to push yourselves too hard. I just want you both to do your best. I’ll… I’ll apologize to you both if you feel like I’m expecting you to achieve at my level. It isn’t healthy to try to compete with my academic achievements.”
Ron sounded stunned.
“Truly?” He asked.
Hermione nodded. “Truly.”
Before her attitude came back full force.
“That doesn’t mean you both get to slack off. If either of you do, I’ll stop helping you with your homework.”
“Your terms are acceptable.” Ron acknowledged.
“So what do you think Fred and George went apparating all over the place and putting mum in such a fit?”
Harry released the breath he didn’t even know he was holding.
He loved his friends. So he knocked.
“Ron? Hermione?” He pretended everything was fine as he closed the door behind himself.
“I have something to tell you.” There was his best mates, red hair, freckles. There was his mouse haired brightest witch of his generation.
His best mates.
“I’m going to be a business partner for Fred and George.” Harry stated. There was a moment of silence as they looked at each other.
And then the questions started.
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