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Bittersweet	By : Jessica86 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything else in that universe. And I do not make any money of the story. Everything belongs to JK Rowling, and it's all her money.

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Thank you for your wonderful reviews. I hope you'll liked this too. Kind of fluffy

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The boy was waking up from his dreams. All night he’d been trying to find his mate. But without knowing more it was impossible to find it. He didn’t even know if it was a male of female. But the boy didn’t mind, he was just happy to know that his mate was out there. It filled him with so many emotions that he was very unused to. He smiled. He would spend the summer trying to find out who it was.

For a moment he wondered if he should tell his parents about it. But he soon decided against it. He hadn’t even told them about his changes since he wasn’t sure about how they would react to him. He was extremely happy that he could hide every change with very little effort.

But right now he didn’t want to dwell on right or wrong – he was too happy for that. This was a good day.

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Harry lay on his bed and stared up in the ceiling. This was not his ideal birthday. He had planed on waking up, going to Grimmauld Place to be with his friends and spend the rest of the summer in peace with his loved ones. He had not planned on waking up with cat-ears, retractable claws and, worst of all, a black tail. The fact that he hadn’t freaked out was only thanks to Fred being there and taking it slow. He didn’t want to look in any mirror. He didn’t want to see his changes. As long as he didn’t see them, maybe they weren’t there. But he knew he was fooling himself. He could feel every new feature. He also knew, deep down, that if he looked in the mirror he would see cat-eyes.

He knew that the only reason why the Dursley’s hadn’t started to scream that morning when he left was because they hadn’t even bothered to give him a look as he left. They were just happy that the freak was gone. If they could decide then they would never lay eyes on him again.

Harry felt some stray tears make their way down his cheek. He was a freak. And now it was more visible than ever. How Fred could even touch him went beyond his imagination. He sobbed. And the way Snape had treated him didn’t make it any better. Why did he have to be so cold and almost joyous about Harry’s distress.

More tears streamed down his face and he just let them flow. He didn’t have the energy to fight them any longer.

There was a soft knock on the door. Harry didn’t respond – he wanted to be alone. But there was a second knock on the door and Harry knew that he wouldn’t be left alone. He turned towards the wall and curled up in a ball as he heard the door open.

“Raven?” Fred asked as he snuck in. “Are you alright?”

Harry didn’t answer but curled up closer to the wall. His ears moved in the direction of the door when he heard Fred move across the carpet covering the floor and dampening the sound of them. The mattress dipped behind him and he knew that Fred had sat down.

“How are you feeling?” Fred asked and put his hand on Harry’s arm.

But Harry pulled away. He didn’t want Fred to touch him. He couldn’t even understand how Fred would want to touch him. But Fred was persistent. Every time Harry pulled away Fred moved closer.

“How can you even want to touch me now?” Harry sobbed when he couldn’t get any further away. “I’m a freak, and now everyone can see it.”

He sobbed again and buried his head in his chest.

“Don’t ever say that Harry,” Fred said seriously. “You’re not a freak, so don’t you dare say that.”

“But I am. Look at me!”

Fred didn’t answer but moved closer. He put his hand on Harry’s face and turned it towards him.

“You’re beautiful.”

“I’m a freak.”

“You’re my Harry. My Raven. My everything.” He wiped away some of the tears from Harry’s cheeks.

“You’re the one I want to marry once you graduate.”

Harry froze and stared back at him – not sure if he’d heard that right.

“What?”

Fred smiled down at him and kissed his nose.

“I want to marry you. If you’d have me of course.”

“I…I…I…” Harry stuttered trying to find the right words. “You…”

“I love you Harry. I love you today. I’ll love you tomorrow. And I’ll love you for the rest of my life. Will you let me?”

Finally Harry smiled.

“I love you too. Of course I want to marry you.”

Then Fred held out a ring. When Harry saw it his jaw dropped. It was beautiful. So simple, but yet so wonderful. A simple golden ring with a red and black thread decorating it. Fred placed it on his finger and Harry felt like a missing part of him had finally found its way back. He sat up and crashed his lips together with Fred’s. Moaning when Fred’s hands moved across his face was all it took for the older one to enter his mouth and their sweet tastes mingled. Harry loved the way Fred kissed him. It was always hot and passionate – and yet so sweet and sensitive. He could never understand how Fred could do two so different feelings at the same time. But that was what he loved about Fred – not everything could be explained.

When Fred’s hand accidentally brushed over Harry’s newly acquired ears he was quickly brought back to reality. He broke the kiss and pulled away, leaving Fred looking puzzled.

“Do you really want to marry me when I look like this?”

“Raven,” Fred fought back a sigh. “You are beautiful. Nothing can change that.”

“But…”

“I wish you could see yourself like I see you. It doesn’t matter what you look like, because it was Harry I fell in love with – not your body.”

He crooked his head and eyed Harry up and down a few times.

“Though I really do love that body,” he winked and managed to make Harry blush.

He laughed and leaned closer. He rested his forehead against Harry's for a moment and looked him in the eyes.

“You are beautiful.”

And he pressed a quick kiss to Harry’s lips before he left the bed and pulled Harry up with him.

Unwilling to move, but without struggle, Harry followed him out of the bed. Fred dragged him over to the full length mirror on the opposite wall. Harry quickly closed his eyes – he didn’t want to see himself.

When he stopped Harry knew that Fred had placed him right in front of the mirror. He could feel the warmth from Fred’s body against his back and the hot breath just below his ear. He fought hard to hold back the moan that wanted to escape.

“Open your eyes,” Fred whispered.

Harry shook his head and tried to move away. Then Fred put his arms around his waist and held him in place.

“Trust me.”

So small and simple words. But they made their way to Harry’s heart. Yes, he trusted Fred. Slowly he opened his eyes and took in the sight. It made him stop breathing for a moment.

In the mirror before him he saw that Fred was right. Staring back at him were two emerald cat-like eyes. The ears on his head blended in with his unruly hair and could almost not bee seen. The tail flicked nervously behind him and had the same colour as his hair. The transformation had also changed his body. He’d always been small and thin. But now it was more even. He was lean and more elegant in his movements. His face had got more distinct features. And without the glasses to hide behind he could see that he was quite good looking.

He was still short, but that didn’t really matter. In the mirror he looked at Fred that was standing behind him – still holding him tight. The red head rested on his shoulder and Harry smiled – Fred looked really good behind him.

Without thinking about it he started to purr. The soft sound spread throughout his body and throughout the room. Fred smiled.

“See? Told you you’re beautiful. And you’re all mine.”

He kissed Harry’s neck and sucked the skin into his mouth. Harry’s purrs became deeper.

“Yours,” he murmured and leaned closer to Fred.

Far too soon for Harry’s liking Fred pulled away from his neck and relaxed the hold on Harry’s waist.

“We should go downstairs,” he whispered and kissed Harry’s cheek once before letting go completely.

“Do we have to?” Harry complained.

Fred just smiled at him and moved closer to the door.

“But what if they’re mean. They haven’t seen me.” Harry pouted and crossed his arms.

“Harry,” Fred said and took hold of Harry’s no ring clad hand. “They’re your friends and family. They love you just like me. Okay, maybe not just like me” he winked. ”But they love you.”

“Fine,” Harry resigned. “But if they say anything I’ll leave.”

“If they say anything I’ll hex them to next week.”

At that Harry smiled and let himself be dragged out of the room.

As they closed in on the kitchen Harry felt the nervousness return. All the voices from the kitchen made him want to hide. Fred must have felt him tensing up because he let go of Harry’s hand and put a reassuring arm over his shoulders instead.

“Molly’s cooking,” Harry said as the familiar scent reached him.

“How can you tell?”

“Well,” Harry smiled. “I’d recognise the scent from her cooking everywhere. And besides, it’s your mum. She always cooks for us.

“Good point.”

Fred kissed his forehead.

Soon they stood outside the closed kitchen door. On the other side were all of Harry’s friends waiting for him to congratulate him on his birthday. But Harry was scared. His tail twisted nervously behind him and his ears moved in every direction. More than anything he just wanted to run back to his room and stay there for the rest of the summer. He knew he was illogical, but at the moment he didn’t care. The only thing keeping him in place was Fred’s arm around him.

“Relax,” Fred whispered. “I’m here with you.”

Harry nodded but couldn’t relax.

So instead of keeping Harry wallowing in fear Fred opened the door.

Harry looked in through the now open door and saw his friends. Molly was standing by the stove making the most wonderful breakfast. Ginny and Fleur sat by one end of the table and seemed to be talking about cutting Ginny’s hair. Bill, George and Arthur sat deep in conversation about one thing or another. Remus was reading the paper and Sirius was staring at the food on the stove like he hadn’t seen food in a long time. Ron and Hermione seemed to be very distracted by each other as they talked. And Harry could swear that they were holding hands under the table. He couldn’t help but smile. Finally, he thought.

“Harry.”

He was pulled out of his thoughts as he heard Sirius say his name. He looked up and saw that everyone was staring at him.

“What’s happened mate?” Ron looked at him curiously.

“I…” Harry began, but was soon interrupted by Molly.

“Don’t ask things like that Ronald. He’s sixteen.”

Ron looked lost for a moment, so Hermione sighed and whispered something to him. Harry could see how the light went up in Ron’s eyes.

“Sorry mate,” Ron said when Hermione pulled away. “Happy birthday.”

“Don’t stand in the door Harry,” Molly said and came up to him with her wooden spoon still in hand. “Come. Sit down.”

Since Harry was still frozen in place Fred had to almost drag him along to the big table. But Harry didn’t sit down. Instead he became consumed by a tight hug from Hermione.

“Harry birthday Harry,” she said and squeezed him tight.

“Thanks,” choked out since Hermione was squeezing the air out of him.

“Okay”, Sirius laughed. “Let the boy breath.”

Hermione let go and Harry saw how Sirius got up to greet him. But seconds later Harry caught scent of him. Just like he had when Remus was close Harry instinctively arched his back and hissed at Sirius.

“What are you doing?” Sirius looked almost hurt at Harry’s reaction.

Fred put a calming hand on Harry’s shoulder once more.

“Calm down Raven. It’s just Sirius.”

A soft kiss was planted on Harry’s neck and suddenly Harry realised what he was doing. He stopped hissing and relaxed his body. But he kept looking at Sirius suspiciously.

“What’s the matter pup?” Sirius said with a half hearted laughter. “Or perhaps it should be kitten now.”

“Sorry,” Harry said and shifted nervously.

Then he mumbled something that Sirius couldn’t hear, but that made Fred laugh.

“What’s that kitten?”

“I said you smell like a dog,” Harry blushed and looked away.

Sirius blinked in confusion a few times before he started to laugh.

”Count yourself lucky then that I don’t feel the urge chase cats up the nearest tree,” Sirius winked and took Harry in his arms.

Harry tensed up but soon relaxed as he realised that Sirius wasn’t a threat – even though he smelled like a dog.

When Sirius let go Harry leaned back towards Fred because he was still feeling uneasy in the room. Fred just smiled at him and led him to the table where they sat down.

“Happy birthday dear,” Molly smiled and put some food in front of Harry. “Eat up. You need it.”

The love in her voice always made Harry feel better. He couldn’t even begin to count all the times that he’d wished to be able to live with her family all the time.

Soon they were all eating and chatting away. Harry sat in silence and just enjoyed the company. His ears kept flicking in every direction to locate every sound. He was amazed by how much better he could hear now. It wasn’t the usual buzz that always came when to many people were talking at the same time. No, he could hear every distinct voice and he could hear what all of them said.

Suddenly he was pulled out of his enjoyment when Hermione started to talk to him.

“Is there something you’d like to tell us?”

She smiled at him and Harry couldn’t help but look confused. He had no idea what she was talking about. Then he followed her eyes and saw that she was looking down on the ring and smiling. Harry blushed as he realised what she meant.

Everyone else had gone quiet when Hermione had spoken. And when they saw Harry blush George was the first one to connect the dots.

“So you finally did it Freddie,” he grinned as he saw the ring. “You finally popped the question.”

Everyone stared at Harry and Fred and they all saw the ring. That made Harry blush even deeper and he looked down in the table.

“I sure did Georgie,” Fred winked and took Harry’s hand in his. “And he accepted.”

Hermione and Ginny smiled at them and congratulated them. Most of the men seemed a bit shocked. Not that Harry blamed them. It was a bit unexpected, even for him.

Molly seemed to be unable to decide on her reaction, and was at a loss of words.

“Not to be a killjoy or anything, “ Hermione began and Harry knew that he wouldn’t like what she was thinking. “But since you’ve come into this creature inheritance, don’t you have a mate waiting for you out there?”

Fred shot her an angry glare and reached for his wand. He did not like what she was implying. Harry put a hand on Fred’s to keep it away from the wand before he turned back to Hermione.

“According to the little that I’ve read I’m quite rare,” he said with a sad smile. “So with I’ll probably never find another one like me. And even if I do, I don’t care. Cause I love Fred. And as you can see: I’m gonna marry him once I graduate.”

He said the last thing very slow just to make it clear to everyone that this was his choice and that there was no one that could change his mind.

Hermione cringed in her seat a little as if she was trying to get away.

“I’m sorry Harry. I didn’t mean to…I just…I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Harry sighed.

The air in the room had become quite tense after Hermione’s question and everyone looked over at Harry and Fred.

“Soooo,” George started and smiled towards the couple. “Have you started planning the wedding yet.”

“I proposed ten minutes ago!” Fred exclaimed.

“And you haven’t even started yet?!” George said with mock horror.

“I’ve always wanted a summer wedding,” Harry said with a small smile.

And then the talking started. Everyone wanted to know everything about how the wedding of his dreams would look like – and how they could make it reality.

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