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Learning to Live Again	By : GryffindorToy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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A/N: And so! The much anticipated
Chapter Three!!! I�m really pleased at how much feedback I�ve gotten!
Especially since this isn�t necessarily a main Slash Ship! Thank you, my
lovely readers!!!

~III~

The next few days were some of the
best in Harry�s life. Baby shopping wasn�t nearly as harrowing a task as he
thought it would be. And his date with George was- perfect. The man had dressed
in dark jeans and a black button up shirt and taken him to an upscale Italian
restaurant where the food was divine. After dinner, they went to a late movie,
an action film starring some American actor, that
probably entertained George more than Harry, but was still very good. They
finally retired to Harry�s flat at nearly midnight
and once again, fell asleep in each other�s arms.

That became their routine. During
the day, Harry spent time with his friends, and George slipped away to
Merlin-knows-where- Harry couldn�t get a straight answer out of him- and their
nights were spent together, always at Harry�s place. George slept better there,
he said, and Harry slept better with George, so he had no complaints. They went
out on a few more dates, going to clubs, and ice skating, and dinners� Before
they knew it, it was Friday, December 15^th, and they were getting
ready for dinner at The Burrow.

�Don�t stress about it�� Harry
said, kissing him lightly, �I�ll be there with you and- they�re your family.
Just remember that.�

He sighed heavily. �Yeah, I know.
Thanks.�

�It�s what I do,� Harry said, �Do
you want me to go first?�

George nodded and he disappeared
into the fireplace, still preferring floo over apparation. He arrived at The Burrow and was greeted with
hugs and slaps on the back and handshakes� The entire brood was there. Molly
and Arthur, Bill and a very pregnant Fleur, Charlie, Percy and Penelope,
Ron and Hermione, Andromeda and Teddy, Ginny and Neville� and when George
arrived with a crack next to Harry, they all fell silent. Just when Harry
thought George might flee, Molly burst into tears and grabbed him up in a tight
hug.

�Oh, George!
I�m so sorry! I only wanted to help you, but all I did was drive you away!� she
blubbered.

�Mum� can�t- breathe�� he gasped
and she let him go.

Soon, George found himself being
hugged by every single Weasley present, even Percy, plus
Hermione. He finally put his hands up in surrender and, laughing, backed away
from them. �Seriously, you guys� ever heard of �killing with kindness�?�

Harry smiled,
glad to see his surrogate family brought together again. He felt a tug on his
sleeve and looked down to see Teddy reaching up for him. �You want up?�

The boy nodded.

�What�s the magic word?� he asked.

�Pees!�
Teddy exclaimed, bouncing up and down.

Harry laughed
and pucked him up, placing him on his shoulders.
Teddy giggled and squealed in excitement. �You like being up high?�

�Up! Up!� Teddy laughed.

�Harry� can we speak with you?�
Molly said, approaching him with Arthur.

�Sure�� he said, following them
into the kitchen. He shot George a confused look as he bounced Teddy on his
shoulders.

�We just wanted to thank you,�
Arthur said when they were alone.

�Ron told us about how you spoke
with George. And he seems to be doing so much better�� Molly added, tearing up
again.

�He really just needed somebody to
listen,� Harry said, setting Teddy down, �Go get Uncle Ron, okay? I need to
have a grown up talk.�

�Kay!� Teddy said, running into
the sitting room.

�That�s how Professor Dumbledore
used to get me to open up. He�d ask a few simple questions and then just sit
and listen while I vented. It always made me feel better so..�
he shrugged, �I didn�t really do anything special.�

�You did though! You were
there for him when we- his own parents- didn�t know what to do�� Molly
said.

�It�s true. We�re really grateful.
You�ve done more for this family than you can imagine and there�s no way that
we can ever repay you,� Arthur stated.

Harry smiled. �You accepted me
into your home and into your family when I had none of my own. That means more
to me than anything.�

Molly hugged him them, much the
same way she�d hugged George, and kissed the top of his head. �I don�t care
what anybody says! As far as I�m concerned, you�re as much my son as Ron and
George and Bill-�

�He gets the idea, dear,� Arthur
said, chuckling, �You can stop suffocating him.�

�Sorry� I�m just so happy,� she
said.

�You�ll always have a place here,
son,� Arthur said, �Remember that.�

�Yeah� I know,� Harry choked,
fighting back tears of his own.

�Well! We should probably get back
to the family, then!� Arthur said, �Molly, dear, should we round them up for
dinner?�

�Oh! Yes of course!� Molly said,
falling instantly back into her usual self, �Come on, you lot! Go and wash up
before the food gets cold!�

Harry grinned and headed up the
stairs with the rest of them. Before he made it to the washroom, though, he was
pulled into Ron�s old room.

�What�d you guys talk about?�
George asked.

�You.
What else?� he said, grinning, �They just wanted to thank me for pulling you
out of your depression, even if only a little.�

�This is a lot easier than I
thought it would be,� George said, �It�s almost like nothing�s changed. Like I wasn�t absent from their lives until a few moments ago.�

�As I said, they�re you family.
Whether you like it or not,� Harry said, �Now let�s go wash up before everybody
comes looking for us.�

�Hold on a minute�� George said,
grabbing him around the waist, �I have my own thanks to give.�

He leaned down and kissed Harry
languidly, taking his time in exploring every inch of his mouth, coaxing Harry
to do the same and moaning when he felt the timid mimicking of his own actions.
When they pulled apart, Harry smiled.

�What was that for?�

�For making me come here. I never
realized how much I missed the chaos of my family,� George replied.

�I�m glad you�re happy and I�d
love to continue this, but we really have to go back down or we�ll be dead for
sure,� Harry said.

They washed as fast as they could
and headed down to the dining room. Harry found himself seated between Ron and
George and was very thankful for whoever left those two seats open. Dinner at
The Burrow was just as it always is. Hectic. Perhaps more so with George there to encourage Teddy. Molly�s
cooking was as delicious as ever, far surpassing anything he�d eaten from a
restaurant, and he was sure he�d gained twenty pounds by the end of it.

The conversation did turn
to Fred at one point, and Harry reached his hand under the table to grasp George�s.
He seemed to take it all in stride, mostly laughing and smiling, but the way he
squeezed Harry�s hand made him think that he wasn�t quite as composed as he
seemed. So, Harry deliberately, but subtly, changed the subject to something
less touchy: Quidditch, of course!

George snuch
a small smile of gratitude to him and relaxed his grip on Harry�s hand. He
didn�t let go, though.

After dinner, they went into the
sitting room and were offered brandy. Harry had to hold back a sigh of relief
when George opted for tea instead, and accepted a cup of tea himself. The
topics centered around babies, thankfully, and the
evening was spent laughing about the absurd baby names Bill had suggested and
poking fun at Neville for having to deal with a hormonal Ginny.

To which Ginny responded with,
�So, Harry� Hermione tells us you�re seeing someone?�

He nearly choked on his tea at the
abrupt change of subject. �Er� yeah. I am.�

He was hounded with questions from
all directions and he simply laughed and said, �I�m not telling you anything.
You�ll all get to meet him at Christmas.�

�But, Harry! We�re family, mate!
Why won�t you tell us?� Rom said, looking suspiciously like he was pouting.

�Because I want it to be a
surprise,� Harry replied, grinning, �Besides, we haven�t been together for very
long, so I don�t want him to feel too overwhelmed.�

�Do we know him?� Ginny asked.

Harry thought about it for a
moment before shrugging and saying, �You could say that. But I�m not telling
you anymore.�

Molly smiled. �Does he make you happy?�

Harry nodded. �Happier than I can
ever remember being.�

George had to hide his smile
behind his teacup.

�Then I can wait,� Molly said.

Eventually, they all began to
clear out, giving hugs and kisses and promising to get together soon. Harry had
to pinkie-promise Teddy that he would spend the day with him on Monday before
the little guy would leave. Finally, he was back at his flat, patiently waiting
for George to arrive.

He waited nearly ten minutes
before the man showed up, grinning even through unshed tears. Harry jumped to
his feet, a worried look on his face. George laughed shakily. �I�m fine,
really. It�s just Mum, y�know?�

Harry smiled. �Yeah� I know. She�s
got some kind of special power, I swear.�

George wiped furiously at his
eyes. �I�m twenty-two years old! Who�d have thought I�d miss my mum and dad
this much?�

Harry drew him into a hug. �I
happen to think it�s sweet. I like your softer side.�

George wrapped his arms around him
tightly. �Thanks for being there. I don�t think I could�ve done that alone.�

�I feel bed for keeping this from
them,� Harry said quietly.

�Would you rather we told them
sooner?� George asked.

Harry shook his head. �I think
it�ll be worth it to see their faces��

George laughed. �That�ll be a good
one. Maybe we should bring Creevey and his camera.�

�That would be a photo for
my mantle!� Harry said, laughing.

�Speaking of Dennis Creevey,� George said, �Don�t you have an interview
tomorrow?�

�Mm-hmm�� Harry said, nuzzling his
chest.

�Do you need me to leave before
they get here?� George asked.

�No. You can stay. I want you to
stay,� he said, his voice muffled by the fabric of George�s shirt.

George rested his cheek on the top
of Harry�s head. �Are you tired?�

�Not really,� he sighed, �Just
comfortable��

�Don�t you think it�d be more
comfortable on the sofa?� George suggested.

Harry nodded, reluctantly letting
go of him to walk to the sofa and sit down next to the man, curling into his
side. �You were right. This is much better.�

George placed an arm around him. �Told you.�

In the next moment the television
was on, broadcasting the local news. Before he realized, Harry had fallen
asleep, feeling safe and warm in George�s embrace. He woke up some time later
to find George watching cartoons and smiled.

�Why didn�t you wake me?� he
yawned.

�You looked too adorable to wake,�
George replied, smirking.

�So� I guess maybe I�m a little
tired,� Harry said, �Do you want to go to bed?�

George nodded, switching off the
television. �I�m beat��

They fell asleep the same way they
always did that night� completely entwined in each
other. However, George�s slumber was significantly less than peaceful, haunted
by a familiar face�

Harry�s sleep was interrupted
later that night by an elbow to the nose. He woke up with a jolt of pain and
sat up, fully alert and on the defensive. Until, that is, he heard his bedmate
cry out in anguish. He turned to George to find him thrashing wildly, tangled
in the blankets, and calling out for his fallen twin. He was covered in a sheen of sweat that mingled with tears, and Harry felt a
pang of sadness for him.

�Fred! Freddy please� wake up��
George whimpered desperately, �No! It wasn�t my fault! Not my fault� not- my
fault� I�m sorry��

Harry pulled the blankets away and
tossed them aside, freeing George�s legs. He pulled the man, who was still
mumbling incoherently, into his arms, sitting against the headboard. He pushed
George�s sweat-soaked hair away from his forehead, placing a soft kiss on the
exposed skin.

�George� you need to wake up,� he
said gently, rocking him a bit, �You�re having a nightmare� it�s just a dream,
love. Please wake up?�

�I- no, I can�t leave- Freddy��
George said, still submerged in his own mind.

�It�s Harry� remember? I�m here
with you, but you have to wake up,� he said.

George woke with a start, still
calling out for Fred.

�Shh�
It�s okay� you�re safe,� Harry said, making soothing noises in his ear.

George�s only response was to turn
in Harry�s arms and sob brokenly into his chest. Harry held him like that for a
long time, softly telling him that it was only a dream and that it was okay,
that it would be alright. By the time George finally fell into a more tranquil
slumber, the sun was beginning to come up. Harry sighed,
giving George one last tender kiss and leaving the bed, covering him back up.

He took a long, relaxing shower,
dressing in denim jeans and a dark green turtleneck, and set about cooking
breakfast. Dennis and Rick were supposed to be there at eight o�clock in the morning and he figured that they would
probably skip breakfast in their excitement. When everything was finished, he
set it out on the table, placing stasis and warming charms on everything, and
grabbed two mugs of coffee, heading into the bedroom.

When he found an empty bed waiting
for him, he set the coffee on the end table and turned to search for his
missing boyfriend, bumping into him in the process. �Good morning.�

�Good morning�� George said,
swooping down for a kiss.

�I thought you�d still be
sleeping,� Harry said.

�The bacon woke me up,� George
replied, grinning.

Harry laughed. �Of course it did.
Honestly, would you be offended if I just started calling you Ron?�

George growled, tackling him to
the bed.

�Should I take that as a yes?� he
said.

George kissed him again, this time
more thoroughly, coaxing Harry�s lips to part with a teasing swipe of his
tongue. He groaned when the younger man acquiesced, allowing him entry. George
could taste the coffee on his tongue, mingling with a taste that was purely
Harry, and found the combination to be pleasantly intoxicating. And when
Harry�s own tongue began responding in kind, he growled again, nearly losing
his composure.

Harry pulled away first, breathing
heavily. �As much as I love this- and I really, really do- we�ve got
guests coming over soon.�

George murmured some kind of
acknowledgment and sat up, raking a hand through his damp hair.

�Here. I brought coffee,� Harry
said, handing him a cup.

He took it gratefully, drinking
half of it in one gulp.

�Trust me� you�ll need that once
Dennis gets here,� Harry stated, smirking.

�Just so you know,� George said
when the doorbell rang, �I fully intend to continue this once they�ve gone.�

Harry blushed under the lustful
gaze, hurrying to get the door. Although he felt he was ready, George would
never take things further than kissing and the occasional round of necking. It
was something that Harry found both endearing and eternally frustrating�

�Hiya,
Harry!� Dennis said when he let them in.

�Hey, Dennis,� he replied, �Rick.�

�Mr. Potter,� Rick said, nodding
cordially.

�I told you to call me Harry,
remember?� he stated, �I hope you�re hungry, because I thought we could have
some breakfast before we get started.�

Dennis grinned. �I�m starved! I
was too excited to eat earlier!�

Harry laughed. �I figured as much.
What about you, Rick? Have you eaten?�

Rick chuckled abashedly. �No� I
haven�t.�

�Good, because Harry always cooks
enough for a small army,� George said, coming up behind him.

�George? I didn�t know you were
going to be here�� Dennis said, looking slyly at Harry.

�Don�t get any ideas. It�s
probably not what you�re thinking,� Harry said.

Dennis only smirked.

�Dennis never mentioned that you
had a boyfriend�� Rick said, �Or that it was the infamous George Weasley.�

�Rick, right?�
George said, holding out his hand.

Rick took it, clasping it tightly.
It was at that moment that Harry realized how similar in build the two were. Almost equal in height, with George only about inch taller and Rick
being broader. He and Dennis shared an amused look.

�So, Rick�� George said as they
sat down to eat, �Did you go to Hogwarts?�

�I actually studied abroad in America,�
he replied.

�That�s pretty cool. What�s it
like in the stated?� George asked.

�Loud,� Rick stated succinctly,
making them laugh.

�He wasn�t kidding, was he? You
cooked all of this by yourself?� Dennis said, helping himself.

�Yeah� I�ve got stop overdoing
it�� Harry said sheepishly.

�And you cooked all of this without
magic�� Rick said, tucking into his own plate.

�I like doing things the muggle way. It�s more rewarding in the end,� Harry replied,
shrugging, �And I actually find cooking kind of relaxing.�

�And it�s delicious! It
seems that the Harry Potter you hear about in the tabloids isn�t who we think
he is,� Rick said, chuckling.

�That�s what I�ve been telling
you!� Dennis exclaimed, �I wish you�d quit reading that drivel!�

Rick laughed. �I
know, I know��

Dennis sighed and shook his head.
�So, Harry, are you and George living together, now?�

�Pretty much,� he answered, �Oh�
can we not mention this in the interview? We want to surprise the family.�

Rick looked crestfallen, making
Harry smile.

�I promise that after Christmas,
you two can come back and do another exclusive interview all about my love
life, if you want,� he said, �But not until after Christmas.�

Rick brightened up considerably. �Seriously? That would be great! I still can�t believe
you�re helping me out like this.�

�Harry�s always helping people,�
George said with a secretive smile, �It�s just what he does.�

He blushed, but didn�t protest. He
knew it wouldn�t change their minds any.

�It�s almost like you�ve appointed
us as your official publicity covers,� Dennis said.

�I guess I
kind of have,� Harry stated, smiling at them, �I trust you two and I need
people to finally write the truth and dispel all of these silly rumors.�

�Well then, we should finish
eating and get to the interview,� Rick said, grinning.

When breakfast was finished, Harry
instructed them to wait in the sitting room while he cleaned up. He was in the
process of picking up the dirty dishes when he heard a shutter click. He looked
up to see Dennis grinning at him.

�Pictures for the article,� he
explained before leaving Harry to his work.

Harry sighed and shook his head,
imagining the reactions when people saw him doing mundane, daily tasks like
every other normal person. He joined them a moment later, taking a seat on the
sofa next to George while Rick and Dennis took the armchairs.

Rick set a tape recorder out on
the table and Harry smirked.

�I see I�m not the only one who
prefers some things the muggle way.�

�More reliable
than a Quick Quotes Quill,� Rick responed.

Harry shuddered at the reminder.
�Very true��

Rick hit the record button and sat
back�

The interview went smoothly. Rick
stuck to asking about his current life and his plans for the future, never
delving too far into his past. A couple of questions struck a sensitive chord
in him, but George would always squeeze his hand, much the same way he had for
him the previous night. The only time that Harry had gotten truly upset was
when Rick asked the final question, about how he�d defeated Voldemort in the
end. He took a few moments to calm himself and
carefully calculate an answer.

He simply replied with, �I don�t
really like to talk about it. But I will tell you that a lot of people
played a part in it. My friends, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, and Luna were
really key components in both the overall outcome and my survival. As well as Narcissa Malfoy and Severus Snape, surprisingly.
But that�s all I�m willing to say at this time.�

Rick took the vague answer happily
and didn�t press for any more information.

�You can expect the article to be
published in next weeks issue,� Ruck
said as he and Dennis packed their things up, �Thanks again for this, Harry.�

�It was no problem. It was
actually kind of fun,� Harry said.

�I�m glad you feel that way, because I�m not going to forget your promise,� Rick
said, grinning, �Expect a call from me after Christmas.�

�I certainly hope to hear from you
before then,� Harry said, �I�d like to think we�re friends.�

�Of course!�
Rick said, beaming.

�Well, Dennis, I guess that means
I�ll be seeing more of you,� George said, �Hopefully we won�t be so ignored
next time.�

Harry laughed. �Don�t be so
dramatic. It was an interview.�

�I was still ignored,�
George huffed.

�I�ll make it up to you later,
okay?� Harry purred into his ear, kissing his cheek.

George grinned and immediately began
behaving, making Harry laugh again.

Dennis and Rick exchanged a look
before standing. �Well, we still have a lot of work to do, so we�ll just head
out,� Rick said.

Harry blushed lightly. �You don�t
have to leave!�

�We have an article to write and I
still have to develop these pictures,� Dennis said, pulling his jacket on, �And
plus� well- we kind of had a lunch date planned.� It was Dennis� turn to blush.

Harry smiled. �I guess it can�t be
helped, then. I�ll see you both soon, I hope?�

They nodded and left him alone
with George.

�So, about making it up to me��
George said coming up behind him and wrapping his arms around the slender
shoulders of his boyfriend.

Harry chuckled. �I said later.�

�It is later�� George
purred, nuzzling the top of Harry�s head and inhaling the refreshing scent of
his shampoo.

Harry turned in the embrace to
place a gentle, chaste kiss on George�s lips. �Then why don�t we reconvene to
the bedroom?�

George growled his approval of
this idea, practically pulling Harry through the flat. As soon as they reached
their room, the ginger haired man pushed him onto the bed, crawling on top of
him slowly. He reveled in the flushed face and heavy breathing of his young
lover, a feral grin splitting his usually playful expression.

Harry�s eyes widened at how
animalistic George appeared and he was surprised when he felt himself instantly
harden. �George�� he gasped, allowing his head to drop back onto the pillows
and arching his back in a silent plea to be touched.

�Yes, Harry?� George replied,
merely hovering over him.

�Please�� he breathed.

�Do you want something?� George
asked.

�Merlin�s- you know what I
want!� Harry exclaimed, pulling the man down to kiss him hard, �I want you to
kiss me, touch me, anything. Just- quit teasing me!�

George smirked. �As you wish��

He leaned in to attach his mouth
to Harry�s neck, sucking and biting lightly, making him moan and gasp. At the
same time, he slid a hand under the young wizard�s shirt, softly skimming his
nails up his side before his fingers found the little hardened nubs they�d been
seeking. He flicked and pinched and twisted, surprised to find that Harry
seemed to enjoy the particularly rough treatment and reveling in the knowledge.

Harry thought that he was going to
die for certain. Everything that George did seemed to be some kind of torture,
specially designed to drive him mad. He moaned and mewled, writhing beneath his
boyfriend, gasping and babbling for more� George�s mouth kept moving from his
neck to his ear to his mouth and back, never staying in one place too long,
never giving him the time to catch his breath. At the same time his hand moved
from the right to the left, alternating hard and soft, roughly twisting, then barely touching at all. Again, he arched, this time
making sure to grind their straining erections together.

George threw his head back,
hissing at the sudden stimulation. �Fuck, Harry!�

�George�� he gasped, �Please
hurry� Do something! I need more��

�What do you want?� George asked,
smirking when Harry whimpered desperately.

�I want- need to�� he blushed
prettily, �I need to come��

It was barely a whisper, but
George heard it and groaned huskily, kissing him fiercely. His hand slipped out
from under Harry�s shirt, moving down to undo his trousers. He pulled the
younger man�s erection from his pants, wrapping his hand firmly around the
average sized shaft.

�Oh God!
Fuck- George� Ah- d- don�t�� Harry cried out when he felt the large, calloused
hand touch him. He was blushing madly, embarrassed at the thought of being
touched in a place he�d only ever touched himself, and at being looked at in
such a way. Although, to his shock, the shame seemed to
heighten his arousal. He mewled and whimpered when the hand began to
stroke him, squeezing none too gently.

�Do you really want me to stop?�
George asked, dropping his voice an octave.

Harry shut his eyes tightly and
shook his head, panting harshly, arching into the touch. �N- no�
don�t stop� so close� faster, please!�

George grinned, speeding his
hand�s movements until Harry was nearly screaming. Moments later and Harry came, back arching almost painfully, his head thrown back,
crying George�s name and spraying his seed over his own chest and face. He fell
back onto the bed limply, breathless, and tried to calm his rapid heartbeat.

George leaned in to lick some of
the milky white substance from his lover�s cheek and kissed him, sharing his
own taste. Harry moaned quietly at the salty sweetness of the kiss.

�That was� great,� he said when
George pulled away, opening his green eyes lazily, �Better than great,
actually. What�s better than great?�

�Fantastic? Spectacular?
Awesome? Earth- shattering?� George suggested,
smirking.

�Mmm� yeah. All of those,� he replied, smiling
serenely.

George cast a quick cleaning charm
before lying down next to Harry, pulling him into his arms. The dark-haired
wizard gasped when he felt the obvious arousal pressing into his backside. Then
a wicked grin spread across his face and he pushed himself backward, grinding
his hips back and delighting in the sharp intake of breath he heard behind him.

�Harry� stop��
George gasped.

�I hardly think that I�ve made it
up to you, yet,� he purred, turning in the embrace and smirking.

�Trust me� you have,� George
answered, kissing his forehead.

Harry�s smirk turned into a frown
of confusion. �But- you haven�t even��

The red head smiled warmly. �It�s
fine. You don�t have to do anything that you don�t want to.�

�I want to�� Harry said
softly, reaching down to stroke him through his jeans.

His confusion grew exponentially
when George suddenly sat up and gently disentangled himself from him. �I�m
going to- take a shower.� Without another word, George disappeared into the
bathroom, leaving a stunned, confused, and rather hurt Harry to stare after
him. However, the more he thought about it, the more certain he became that
there was something more to George�s constant reserve, that there was something
deeper that the man wasn�t telling him. And he made a silent vow to break
through whatever barriers his boyfriend and lover had erected around himself.

~III~

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