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Unexpected Attraction	By : ariablack Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2404 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(Harry Potter does not belong to me. It belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling.)

Unexpected Attraction

By Aria Black

Chapter 3: Unexpected Discovery
Fred couldn�t understand it. The sudden change in George was unmistakable. He just� looked so happy, as if he had found someone to finally lift the pain he was holding on his shoulders.
But who could it be? He never saw him with any girls that he could remember, since his brother was being secretive as of late.
�Who is it that he could be hiding?� Fred asked himself silently, biting his thumbnail in thought. Could it be Angelina? No. Even though George and Angelina had stayed friends after their breakup, he never saw nothing more than a brother-sister relationship between them since then. �Bloody hell! I can�t figure it out!�
�Can�t figure out what?�
Fred spun around in surprise, dropping his broomstick. George was leaning against the locker, his eyebrow raised in curiosity. �What is it that you can�t figure out?� his brother asked again.
�I� I can�t figure out how Oliver made that amazing save today,� Fred said quickly, leaning over to pick up his broom.
He jumped again when he felt George�s hand drop on his shoulder. �Nice try big brother, but you never were good at lying,� he said, chuckling softly as he went over to his locker and began pulling his street clothes on.
"Okay baby brother, spill. What's happening that's made you so happy?"
George paused for a moment before pulling his shirt on. "Can't a guy be happy once in awhile?" He grabbed his jacket and put it on as well. �I�m heading out, I�ll see you later, okay?�
Fred stared at his brother for a moment. "What?! Going where!?"
�Somewhere.� The door shut behind George, leaving Fred alone.
Fred stood there, staring after his twin long after he was gone. "Well, bloody hell, what was that all about?" he muttered to himself, making a mental note to talk to George about all of this when he came back.
�Maybe he�s finally be able to move on with his life.�
Fred jumped, turning from his spaced out place to see Oliver. "Whoa, don't sneak up on people like that."
�Haven�t you noticed that since Lee died George hasn�t been himself at all?� Oliver asked as he came in and put away his broom.
He blinked, nodding. "Well, of course. But Lee and George were always close friends. It had to of nearly killed him to lose someone so close."
�Well, he�s finally been able to move past losing his friend, and start living life again,� Oliver pointed out. �You know he blames himself for not stopping the bludger that killed Lee.�
Fred looked away. "He isn't the only one. I should have tried harder myself. It was... something both of us believed was our fault."
Oliver put a hand on his friend�s shoulder. �You both need to stop blaming yourselves,� he said softly. �What�s happened has happened. You need to think about the fun times you had with Lee, and not think about the bad, or else� you�ll never get past it.�
Fred drew in a deep breath before nodding. "You're right Oliver. I suppose what happened can't be changed and Lee would possibly beat both of us if we kept pouting over it, right?"
Oliver laughed and patted Fred on the shoulder. �That�s the spirit mate! Just think that way, and be happy that George is no longer blaming himself, and has moved on.�
"You're right Oliver. I should be happy, shouldn't I?" He then looked away and laughed softly. "How about we go to the bar tonight? My treat?"
�Sure thing. Hell, we might even meet some girls there.�
Fred didn't really perk up at those words. For some reason, women just didn't get to him as they once had. "Yeah, sure," he replied, with freined enthusiasim.
Oliver wrapped an arm around his friend, grinning. �Come on mate. Let�s go make a night of this.�
He laughed and nodded. "Of course. I've just got one small thing to take care of. How about I meet you at O'Malley's in an hour?"
�Sure thing mate. I�m going to take a quick shower and then head over. See you then.� With that said, Oliver headed to the shower room.
Fred sighed and headed off to his room. He had things to take care of before he could go meet Oliver. Now if only he could figure out why that thought made him so happy.
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�Hey Draco, I�m back!� George called out as he walked into the lush house. He should couldn�t get over how nice it was.
He set his Quidditch stuff on the ground and looked around the house. �Hey Draco, where are you!�
Draco stepped out from the wight room, a light sheen of sweat crossing his bare chest. A towel hung around his neck while low riding sweats rested on hips. He used an edge of the towel to wipe sweat from his brow and some of the blond strands that had stuck there.
Gray eyes lit up as they landed on George. "Hey, I was just working on losing a little extra weight. How was the match?"
George felt himself flush slightly before smiling and walking over to the other. �We won, what did you expect? And what�s this about losing weight?� He poked Draco�s chest slightly. �You barely have any fat on you as it is.�
He smiled, a rather charming one at that, and shrugged. "No clue. I just felt a bit of exercise was in order. Yet I didn't doubt anything less from the best Quiddich team around."
George laughed as he headed to the kitchen, opening the fridge and pulling out two bottles of water. �Don�t say that in front of Oliver,� he joked, handing one bottle to Draco. �He�s got a big enough head as it is.�
He accepted the water thankfully and opened it, taking a deep drink from it. His throat worked as he swallowed before he stopped, looking toward George. "All right. No telling Oliver that his Quiddich team is the best. What can I say?"
George jumped slightly, having been entranced with how the way Draco drank his water. �Hm? What did you say Draco?�
He laughed softly and waved a hand in front of his face. "Earth to George? You there?" He then lowered his hand. "I should go change if this is going to make you seem a little dazed."
The redhead caught the other�s hand before he could leave. �And take away the great view?� he teased. �How often do I get to see Draco Malfoy all hot and sweaty?�
He smirked. "Be careful there Weasley or I might have to deflate my own big head."
�That�s going to take a lot of deflation.�
Draco's eyes widened before he playfully swatted George's arm. "And what's that say about you, putting up with someone who's ego is so inflated?"
�It much mean my head�s pretty big if I think I can handle it,� George said, laughing before taking a drink of his own water.
Draco laughed at that. "So we are a couple of men going around with large heads. However do we fit in the same room?" he asked in a teasing tone, one that never would have been heard back during his days at Hogwarts.
�Not sure. It�s a miracle, that�s for sure.� George couldn�t remember the last time he did mindless banter like this. Probably since Lee. He still wasn�t sure if his meeting with Lee was real or not, but he did know for sure since did, his chest felt lighter, as if Lee took the weight of guilt he felt away.
�It�s my turn to cook dinner isn�t it?� he asked as he put his bottle down and opened the fridge again. He looked back at Draco, still smiling. �What are you in the mood for?�
"Oh surprise me. I'm gonna go take a shower before I begin to ruin your cooking with my smell."
George laughed again and held his nose. �Please do. I�m surprised the flowers haven�t died yet with the way you smell.�
Draco raised a single eyebrow at that. "First you say you like me this way and now you don't. I don't know weither to be insulted or not." He them moved close and kissed George's cheek. "I'll be quick."
George watched Draco leave and, still smiling, started to pull out things for dinner. He and Draco were taking their relationship slowly, which he liked, but maybe it was going a little TOO slow. So far all they had done was kisses on the cheeks, maybe a few times kiss on the lips, but that was it.
�I need to do something that�s going to pick this up a bit,� he said softly to himself as he started cutting up vegetables for the teriyaki stir-fry he was going to make. �But what?�
Suddenly an idea came to him and he grinned. Tonight they were going to at least get to third base, even if it killed him.
Draco stepped into the shower, letting the warm water run over his body. He had felt terrible at being caught working out and had honestly worried George had found him a bit ripe. Yet he had to admit, he enjoyed being with George.
In a way, he wanted to be closer to him. In another, he was worried of taking it too far too soon. He found himself enjoying these little moments, and knew he'd hurt terribly if he ruined it by being over eager.
Washing up quickly, he stepped out and dried off. Pulling on a fresh pair of black jeans, he padded out of the bathroom, towel over his head rubbing his hair dry as he came out to see how George was doing.
"Everything ok?" he asked, drops of water occasionally falling from his hair to trail down his chest, only to disappear under his waistband.
�Yep, dinner will be ready in a few minutes,� George said as he stirred the meat and vegetables in the wok, keeping an eye on the rice. �Mind setting the table?�
He nodded, letting the towel fall about his shoulders. He then got out the plates and began setting the table, his hair delightfully messed up. "It smells wonderful."
�It�s about the only thing I can cook decently,� George replied as he turned the wok on low and moved it to the table before going back for the rice. �Lee and I had to eat this a lot since he couldn�t cook worth shit.� He stopped for a moment, letting the memory wash over him. No matter what he tried to cook, Lee always ate it, even if it tasted awful. Lee never wanted to hurt him in any way. It was one of the things he had loved about him.
Draco felt a soft smile cross his lips. "He was very good to you, wasn't he?" he asked, noticing the soft look on George's face.
�Yes, he was�� Grabbing the rice cooker, George brought it to the table and looked at Draco with a soft smile. �Are you ready to eat?�
"Starved actually. Even if this will all mean more time in the weight room at some later date," he teased, his gray eyes warm as they flicked over George's face.
�Good, because I made enough.� They sat down and each served themselves. Picking up his chopsticks, George smiled slightly. �Hope I don�t make you sick with my cooking.�
Draco smirked, one from his old days in Hogwarts. "I'll be sure to tell you before I keel over."
�Ha ha.�
He laughed as well, before taking his own chopsticks and beginning to try some of the food that was placed before him. After his first bite, which he took his time on to really taste it, he grinned. "I do believe I'll live, Weasley. Not to mention, I think I've come to be addicted from a single taste."
George felt his face flush and looked down at his plate. �Thanks�� he said softly before starting on his own plate.
Draco said nothing else as he set about showing that he was indeed hooked to the meal. He ate diligently. It was delicious and he ate all of it without stopping. When he was done, he put down his chopsticks and took a drink of water before looking across at George. "See, told you."
George laughed as he cleared the plate and the put the leftovers away. �Hope you saved enough room for dessert.�
Draco's eyes widened. "Dessert as well? How did I get so lucky?"
�It�s not all that. It�s just chocolate mousse,� he said as he pulled out two bowls of the rich chocolate dessert.
At that, a single eyebrow raised up, almost fading into his hairline. "I see. Should I worry about this then, seeing as you did mention you can't make much."
�Oh just hush and eat. I can make more than just stir-fry, you twit,� George said, giving his boyfriend a mock glare.
Draco grinned and took a small spoonful of the mousse before leaning in close and pressing a small kiss to George's lips. "I'm certain you can do many things well, George. You just don't want to at times."
George smirked when he noticed some mousse on Draco�s upper lip. �Oh, you mean like this?� Cupping the other�s still slightly damp blonde hair, he pulled him closer and flicked his tongue over the lip, licking the chocolate away slowly.
A shiver raced through Draco's body at the touch of his tongue on his upper lip. The slow, sensual glide of that warm, wet muscle was almost maddening. A soft moan passed his lips as he did that and Draco's gray eyes were soon covered as his lashes drifted downward.
Almost shyly, Draco let his own tongue slip out from between his closed lips to tease the one tormenting his own. The touch of tongue against tongue was soft, almost testing, but he enjoyed it all the same.
George let out a soft moan before pressing their lips together fully, slipping his tongue into Draco�s mouth as he did so.
His groan was caught in his throat as he simply let the kiss wash over him. His tongue met with George's in his mouth and teased back. Occasionally even going so far as to tease him slightly back toward the inner cavern of George's own mouth.
Finally, needing air, George broke the heated kiss, breathing heavily. �W-wow�� he murmured. �That was��
"Amazing," he finished for him, drawing in much needed air.
�Do we� want to continue this?� George asked softly, not wanting to move too fast.
Draco looked into George's eyes, one hand coming up to brush a stray lock of red hair from them before letting the hand trail down to caress his cheek softly. "I... don't want to be rushing you. We... I don't really know... your preference." He wanted more than anything to take this a little further, but without really knowing if he liked being in control or being controlled... or even if he liked sharing that role... it was all important to Draco. He didn't care either way, but George might, and that was what Draco cared about.
George smiled and turned his head to kiss the palm of Draco�s hand. �I like it either way,� he murmured softly against the warm skin. �So if you�re up to it, we can do it both ways if you want.� He let his tongue stroke the palm slowly, enjoying the taste that was Draco.
He shivered at that touch of his tongue against his bare palm. His breathing hitching slightly. "I... I just... needed to know. Both is... more than fine with me..."
�Let�s move to somewhere more comfortable then,� George said, pressing a kiss to the palm.
He moaned and stood, but instead of moving to another location, he stepped right up to George once he was standing as well and pressed a deep kiss to his lips. His tongue teased along his lips, seeking entrance.
George groaned softly before parting his lips, curious, and more than eager to see what the blonde would do.
The inner cavern of George's mouth was sweet and warm. Each sweep of his tongue over the roof of the red head's mouth seemed to send bolts of desire through his body. He wanted the man, much more than he could ever admit. Desire flashed through his veins to pool in his groin. His arms wrapping around George so that he could stroke sensual patterns along his back.
Shivers of pleasure ran though George�s body as warm fingers found their way under his shirt. Letting his own fingers explore, they traveled over Draco�s bare arms slowly before moving to the front. His chest was smooth, it quickly getting hot as he traveled over it. Lightly, almost teasingly, he traced his fingers over already taunt nipples, his own tongue continuing to explore the younger man�s mouth, enjoying the taste of teriyaki and Draco.
Draco eventually broke the kiss, but only to trail hot, moist kisses along his jaw and throat. When his mouth reached the pulse in his throat, he lightly began to suck at the skin. His tongue smoothing over it before his teeth lightly scraped over it.
As an after thought, Draco pulled back and his smokey gray eyes were glazed with passion as they met George's. "Who gets top position tonight?" he asked, feathering a soft, almost non-existent kiss across those tempting lips.
George�s own eyes were darker as he looked back at Draco. �I think you should,� he murmured, his hands still moving down his lover�s chest. �I was enjoying the fact you took control for a moment there.�
Draco's lips quirked up into that smirk everyone had come to hate in school and leaned back in nip once again at George's throat.
"Oh, if you were enjoying that moment, then allow me to give into every hot fantasy you've instilled in me for quite a while now." Draco's hands then trailed down, caressing his firm ass cheeks before giving one a playful smack.
George gasped softly and felt the jolt of the smack go right to his groin. �Hot fantasies huh? What sort of fantasies are you talking about?�
Draco smiled and with a wave of his hand, George's shirt slowly was pulled off his body with unseen hands. "Oh, one's were I had you gloriously naked, sprawled out on my bed, while I proceed to explore every place on your body to my content, very slowly." He purred, as he trailed his lips from the slowly darkening stain on his neck where he had sucked, to his chest. Eventually his hot mouth found a nipple, lapping at it with deliberate slowness.
�That� sounds really good�� George said with a groan, gripping the table behind him. �Too bad we�re missing the bed��
Draco lifted his head, all the while his smirk remained in place. "Oh, have you forgotten we're wizard's George? How hard is it to have a bed where the table now is?"
�It�s easy to forget a lot of things when you�re doing that to me,� George said hoarsely as he waved his own hand, and a bed suddenly appeared, but he�d forgotten he had been holding onto the table, and fell backwards onto the soft mattress. �Woah!�
Draco's smirk, if possible, got wider. "Oh, how kind of you. I've always wanted Weasley served on a bed. But there is something wrong with this picture." With another wave of his hand, the pants seemed to fade from George's body as if they had never really been. Draco might have been a bad boy growing up, but never let it be said he wasn't paying attention. He learned his magic well.
Draco groaned at the sight of a naked and sprawled out George. His own pants becoming terribly uncomfortable. "Mm... now I'm in the mood to eat." Crawling up onto the bed beside George, he began at the top of his head, kissing it before trailing kisses over his face and ears. He kissed him briefly on the lips before teasing his lips down along his throat and over his collar bone.
Blue eyes fluttered shut as George let out a soft sigh of pleasure. �Mmm� Can�t believe our first time is going to be in the kitchen�� he murmured teasingly as his hand blindly found Draco�s arm, enjoying the warmth radiating from him.
Draco smirked and began trailing kisses along one of his arms, spending some time teasing at his elbow before moving downward to suck on each finger. Once he was done with that arm, he moved over to the other.
"Is there a problem with that?" Draco asked as he began the same treatment of that arm.
�Not at all�� George said with a smile, enjoying the feeling of Draco slowly worshipping his body. �Just feel like, since we didn�t get to eat our mousse, I�m your dessert now.�
Draco lifted his head once he finished with the arm and his eyes fairly gleamed. "Mm... while I admit I never thought I'd get to have you for dessert, I'm not complaining in the least," he murmured, bending down to begin exploring his chest. He traveled up and down, along his stomach and even teasing his tongue in and out of his belly button. Yet he avoided the nipples for now.
George noticed. �Nnnh� Draco�� he moaned, his fingers curling into the blanket as he arched his chest slightly, silently begging the other.
He grinned. "I thought you liked my hot fantasy?" he asked, trailing back up his chest before lightly letting his tongue flick out to tease a single nipple.
�I do� just as long as it doesn�t drive me mad�� George groaned out, his head falling back against the pillows, bright red hair contrast against the white fabric.
Draco smirked. "Aren't you already mad, Weasley? After all, you're about to sleep with a Malfoy," he murmured, right before he took the nipple he had been teasing fully into his mouth, sucking the tight peak.
�NNNNH!� George cried out as pleasure shot through his body. �I�m out of my bloody mind, but I don�t care!� he gasped out
Draco smiled, this time a soft, sweet one before moving over to the other nipple, softly beginning to tease it. He lapped at it first, before sucking the tight bud into his mouth. Once there, he began to nip at it ever so sweetly.
�Ahh� Draco� oh god�� George�s brain slowly turned to mush as the other slowly made love to him. �Feels so good�� he whispered, his hand tangling itself into the soft blonde hair.
He pulled away after one more nip to the peak before he trailed back down to his hips. Once more, he began to tease over the body. Hips, legs, behind the knee, and even the ankle and toes were all places he took time tormenting and teasing. he teased the left leg first, all the way down, before moving over to the right leg and slowly working his way back up. Once he reached the hip, he moved toward the leaking erection, which he still had yet to touch at all.
�Nnh�� George�s eyes were covered by his arm, his breathing deep and heavy. He didn�t know how much of this could take. It felt so good� so blissfully, sinfully good�
Draco smirked and without touching the erection, he flipped George with a wave of his hand but made certain his cock wasn't hurt by the action. He then began kissing from the back of his neck, down one arm, up the other, and then slowly down his back.
"Has anyone ever really taken the time to savor all of you, George?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Need echoed through it, even though he was still partially dressed.
�Draco�� George let out a soft hiss of pleasure, his fingers gripping the pillow. �You�re enjoying torturing me, aren�t you?�
Draco stopped once he had travled over his hips and down his legs. Once more, he had avoided the sensative area of his ass. He lifted his head, tilting it to the side.
"Am I torturing you? I thought I was worshiping." That said, he dipped his head, without warning, and ran his tongue between the firm cheeks, light caressing the small pucker he found hidden within.
�NNNNH!!!� George�s hands whitened as he gripped the pillows so tightly they threatened to rip the fabric. �If this is worshiping, I�ve died and gone to heaven!� he gasped out, raising his hips and pushing back against the hot tongue.
Draco trailed his hands up over the firm cheeks, before spreading them. "Then welcome to heaven, George. I aim to keep you here a while." That said, he dived in, his tongue beginning to lap eagerly at the hole. Once the outer part of the pucker was slick, Draco began to push his tongue past the tight ring. Resistance met the push of that pink muscle for a moment, before yielding, allowing Draco to push in as far as he wished, teasing his lover's entrance with teasing thrusts.
A loud sound filled the room as George felt the tongue push inside him, but he wasn�t sure who the one was that made it. �God� ah� Draco�� he moaned, his heart threatening to jump out of his chest. His lower half dropped closer to the bed as his legs spread slightly more, giving the other better access. �More� oh god, please don�t stop��
Draco smiled and kept up the steady in and out rhythm with his tongue. Once he was certain it was fairly ready for more than just his tongue, he pulled back and waved a hand, conjuring a bottle of oil. He took the bottle in hand and opened it, before pouring some on his hands and rubbing them together. He then waved his hand, making the bottle float above George's ass. It the tipped, pouring a little across the puckered opening. After that, he made the bottle vanish.
A single finger pushed inside, teasing the inside carefully. Once he was certain George could take it, he slid in a second finger, moving to widen him further.
By this time George couldn�t hold back the whimpers escaping his throat even if he tried. He was so close� �Draco� please� I can�t hold on much longer��
"Do I need to prep you more, or can you take it now?" he asked, already using the same spell on his pants that he had used on George's.
�I�ll be alright� just hurry,� George bit back a cry as Draco�s fingers left him, but he knew something MUCH better would replace them.
He slicked up his cock with his oiled hands and settled behind George. He pulled up his lover's hips and with a single thrust, he pushed inside. Once he was fully seated inside, he stayed there, waiting for George to give him some sign that he was all right. He leaned over him, softly licking and kissing the back of his neck, trying to keep from moving in the delightfully tight passage prematurely.
George had to quickly reach down and squeeze himself, just barely keeping himself from coming all over the bed. God, it had been so long. With Lee, it had always been amazing, and he would never forget the time they spent, but right now, right at this very moment with Draco� nothing could surpass the pleasure he was feeling right now� or he WOULD be feeling right now, if only the blond would do something.
�Dammit, Draco� MOVE!� George let out a soft growl, pushing back against him with a hard thrust.
Draco smirked and bit into his shoulder, pinning him to the bed. Without a word, he began moving. He didn't move slow and sweet either. His hips drove into George hard and fast, each move almost pushing him into the bed. A single oil slicked hand slid around and grasped the cock he had previously never touched. Lifting his head from the bite, he panted heavily, low moans falling into the redhead�s ears. "Let go, George. I want to feel you in that moment of release," he husked.
All the while, his hand kept time with his pounding thrusts. He groaned deeply every time he pushed inside the warm passage, his eyes glazed with barely held passion.
�Ah� ah� OH GOD!!� George screamed as Draco wrapped his hand around his cock, making his whole body jerk into spasms of pleasure as he came hard in the other�s hand. �DRACO!!�
Draco wasn't far behind. Once he felt those tight muscles clamping down on him and milking him for all it was worth, he cried out, spilling his seed deep into his lover. "GEORGE!!!"
George fell forward onto the bed, his arms no longer able to support his weight. He felt Draco�s weight on top of him, but didn�t do anything to remove him. He liked the other�s weight. �That was� oh god�� he murmured, not able to find anything to describe what had just happened.
Draco laid panting on top of the older boy for a few moments before shifting and moving to lay beside him, pulling the red head into his arms. "Utterly mind-shattering?" he suggested.
�Wow, at least we know your ego hasn�t diminished a bit since school,� George teased.
Draco laughed at that, nipping his shoulder. "I more meant that's what it was for me, Weasley."
George laughed also. �Well, as soon as I find a perfect word for what I just experienced, I�ll let you know.� He blushed slightly when his stomach rumbled loudly. �Eh��
He raised an eyebrow at the sound, waving his hand to clean them up and restore their clothes. "What was that? Still hungry, George?"
�Yeah,� he said, stretching slightly. �I�ve suddenly have a craving for the strawberry ice cream they make at the market on Ketchen Street.�
Draco grinned. "I must prefer cherry myself, just the same color as your hair, in fact," Draco commented as he stood and held out his hand. "Come on, love. I better not keep that loud stomach of yours waiting any longer."
George smiled as he took the other�s hand and let him help him off the bed, but before the other could walk away, he leaned over and kissed him. �Thank you,� he said softly against the other�s lips.
Draco blinked, for a second caught off guard. "'Thank you'," he repeated. "What are you thanking me for?"
�For just being with me. I know we�ve had our differences in the past, but I�m happy we were able to move past it, because if we hadn�t� we wouldn�t have this.� George then grinned. �Besides, I think we�re pretty damn good together, don�t you think?�
Draco smiled at that. "I suppose we make one hell of a good looking couple at that." He pulled George close and grinned. "Ready? We'll apparate to there. That way I can calm that stomach of yours quicker."
�You just want to get back to bed,� George murmured in his ear, before licking the outer shell teasingly.
Draco shivered. "Are you complaining?"
�Not at all love. Bed is looking very tempting as we eat our ice cream and watch the telly mindlessly, or we can do� other things with the ice cream�� he continued to tease softly in Draco�s ear.
Draco fairly groaned at those words. "Oh lord, I suspect there is much you could show me with such an idea." He then pulled back a little to kiss him. "Let's go get that ice cream first." Without another word, he made certain he had a shirt on, and both of them had their shoes on, before apparating them to the ice cream parlor in question.
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Oliver groaned softly as he walked into the Ketchen Street 24 hour market, muttering to himself that he would never drink that much again as he walked towards the medicine isle.
�Why do I always let Fred talk me into those stupid drinking games,� he mumbled to himself as he reached for the aspirin but stopped when he heard a familiar voice.
�Come on, I think the ice cream is over here.�
�George?� Forgetting his hangover for the moment and walked towards the freezer cases that held the ice cream. He started to say hi to his friend when his eyes widened. He quickly hid out of sight when he saw George with someone he never in a million years thought the redhead would be seen with.
Draco stood beside him, a slight smirk on his lips. "You said that two isle's ago," he teased. Yet as they neared the large freezers he sighed. "Well, I suppose you have to get it right sometimes, eh, George?" he asked, even as he leaned in and kissed him softly, quickly. He then looked to the ice cream.
"So strawberry for you and cherry vanilla for me, correct?"
Oliver felt his heart stop. This couldn�t be right�

George smiled as he opened the freezer. �Right, but you don�t mind sharing, do you? Now you have me in the mood for cherry too.�
George was with Draco?!
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Aria: Okay, well, I think I just made a record of time in between chapters. As most of you know, life kinda gets in the way, as well as I had a HORRIBLE case of writer�s block. Anyway, hopefully its cleared up this time, and I would like to thank Lynda, who without her help, I wouldn�t have been able to get this chapter out. She was kind enough to play Fred and Draco, while I write for George and Oliver. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and another will be out soon, as we are writing it as I type this. Email me or leave a review to let me know what you think. See you next time!
Chapter completed November 28, 2005
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