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Lilly's Secrets	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter 8 - Help in unexpected places.
Warning: Angst, M/F visualization, M/M
Harry ran to the bathroom and stepped into the shower, turning the water straight to cold. He tried to breathe slower, and tried to will down the erection that was making itself known. Touching himself he tried to think of what Ginny would look like naked... He softened... That wasn't good. He thought of some of the other pretty girls he knew, Astoria. Nothing. Merlin this is not normal. He let go, washed, dried off, and dressed quickly. He went downstairs to start some breakfast for his guest.
Harry was just finishing up the eggs and plating them when George walked in. Harry stared at the man. Hair disheveled, shirt gone, pants gone, eyes half-lidded.
George lifted his face, sniffing the air. "Mmmm what's for breakfast?" He asked looking lazily at Harry.
Harry didn't move. His eyes resting on a smooth pale chest with a spattering of red hair. He blinked then looked back up to George's eyes and a smirk waited for him. Harry blushed, but his blood was pooling elsewhere, and he tried to shake his head. "Eggs, Sausage, biscuits and marmalade." Harry said looking away and going for the eating utensils to busy himself. "Tea or Coffee?"
"Coffee, I need it after last night. If you don't mind." George offered.
"Sit at the table and dig in, I'll get the coffee for you." Harry replied happy to busy himself, embarrassed by this new turn of events in his life. George was, well George. What the hell was he doing?
Harry got out cups and saucers, spoons, and the sugar bowl. He placed them onto the table and grabbed the pot from the counter and poured a cup for George and one for himself.
"Sleep well?" Harry asked, not meeting George's eyes. Instead he focused on his own plate and moved things around.
George watched Harry's actions and smirked. "I sleep better after I drink, makes for less coherent dreams. Thanks for letting me stay." George offered, "You ok? You seem a bit preoccupied today."
Harry looked up and then back down. "Just...I don't know. something."
"You ever really looked at a guy before in that way?" George asked, bluntly. Getting the issue out in the open is better than letting things simmer.
Harry looked up and flushed, "I... uh... no, not sure..."
Harry stumbled and murmured his reply, embarrassed that George would bring it up. "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare... new dreams... Not normal, I know...Sorry."
George chuckled and reached out a hand to touch Harry's arm comfortingly. "Nothing to be ashamed of Harry. It's perfectly normal. Especially when you first start to figure it out."
Harry looked up and blushed again. "It wasn't normal where I grew up."
"You grew up with a family that was prejudice against strawberries for being red. You are in the wizarding world now Harry. To stay. Here it is just as normal as liking girls or both. Just figure out where you are comfortable. I figured it out my fourth year. But you have had so much to deal with that figuring out what you like has never been a priority for you. I can help if you like." George offered his eyes kind and haunted.
Harry nodded, "I'd like that. I don't know the first thing about it. I still feel like a freak though. I dated Ginny, and now I get turned on by men... It makes no sense."
"Did you get turned on by Ginny?" George asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
"I don't know. We kissed a couple of times. I felt close to her. The kissing was nice, but nothing happened down there. I had not really explored that part of me until recently." Harry said, trying to be as truthful as he could. He was inexperienced, and naive. And he knew it.
"Hmm..." George got up and stood next to Harry, "Stand up."
Harry stood up and looked up at the older red-head.
"I want you to close your eyes for a moment. I am going to draw a picture in your mind, and I want you to tell me if you feel aroused at all." George stated, drawing his wand. He placed the tip towards Harry's temple, watched the shudder pass through the younger man and grinned. He sent an image of a very enticing woman, red hair, pale skin, heavy breasts with pert pink nipples, and her slim arms seductively tracing her curves.
"Anything?" George asked, while looking down to see the physical reaction himself. Nothing.
"No, she is pretty though." Harry replied, eyes still closed.
"Ok how about this one." George replied. This time he crafted a man, tall, tan, dark hair, dusky nipples and hard, with his hand stroking, looking directly at them.
George noted Harry's pants getting tighter.
"Yes..." Harry said, almost whispering.
"One more thing... Keep your eyes closed" George offered.
He stepped closer, tilted Harry's chin up and claimed those lips in a kiss.
Harry liked the kiss, not searing like his dreams, but better than Ginny's. His body reacted, his cock hardened, yet something inside him held back.
George pulled back, and waited.
Harry opened his eyes and smiled almost shyly. "Better than Ginny's, and arousing. Though there is something missing." He said.
George laughed. "As kisses go, it was very tame. But you are right, something was missing." George replied, going somber. "Sometimes only your other half can set you on fire, everything else is just a comfort."
Harry smiled sadly. He understood now. Fred was George's other half. They sat down and finished breakfast.
"You’re welcome to stay as long as you like, I have no plans right now." Harry offered.
George nodded, “Home is just not the same. I need to figure out where to go from here. So what's new in your life other than finding out that you are gay?"
Harry choked... George was George. Blunt and to the point.
Harry started to talk to him about the last week. He started with his new role as the Castle's protector and then explained about his mother's parchments.
George was smiling, “Looks like the castle is more intelligent that we thought. I was wondering who the new protector was after all the rubble was fixed so soon. I heard the last time it took over a year for a new protector to be found. So what's your mum been saying?"
Harry expounded on what he had learned, and that currently there was nothing new, as he wasn't sure how to fulfill the last part.
George asked to see so maybe they could work it out, so Harry went to the Library to get the bundle of parchments. Harry was thumbing through them when he got back to the kitchen and stopped.
"There's a new one, I guess figuring out I was gay was the part of 'where my desires lie'" Harry said, a bit shocked.
He pulled the new page that was filled with Lilly's handwriting out and frowned...
He read it out loud.
"Albus knew... To reveal the rest seek out the last snitch your father caught, in the place where it all began."
George raised an eyebrow. Harry was just stunned.
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