"Fancy seeing you here this morning, considering you were out all night doing who-knows-what." George commented as Fred sat down in the breakfast hall. He had come off in a much more harsh than he intended to. He was close to apologizing before Fred blushed and cleared his throat.

He shot his twin a nervous smile before rubbing the back of his neck.

"I thought you were asleep," Fred told him sheepishly. George huffed and rolled his eyes.

"I was until you tripped, stubbed your toe, and landed on my bed."

Fred gave a weak chuckle. He ran his hand down the front of his robes. He hoped his hair wasn't too messy, the detention the night before didn't leave much room for him to go back to his dorm, get a decent amount of sleep, and fix his massive bed head.

"I hoped you were asleep?" Fred said. He groaned internally. His excuse sounded stupid, even to his own ears. George gave him a knowing smirk before taking a forkful of egg into his mouth. Fred's stomach growled.

"Hurry and eat," George said with his mouth full. He pointed his fork to his twins plate. George then did a large swallow before finishing, "you don't want to be late for class again."

Fred picked up a glass and it filled with pumpkin juice. A few pieces of toast was put on his plate by George as he took a sip of the juice.

"I know you're experimenting with your sexuality and stuff, just try not to do it with Harry."

His words caused Fred to choke. He sputtered his juice and it splashed onto the table. His face was bright red as he coughed. Harry casted him a concerned glance from a ways away. The people around Fred didn't appreciate pumpkin juice on their robes, so the commotion made Harry check.

"I- what?" Fred managed to get out. His voice was high and the sour after taste of pumpkin juice settled in the back of his throat.

"Harry's Ron's best friend. I'm just saying, I'm fine with you snogging with blokes late at night. I just ask that you don't do that with Harry. He doesn't need to be strung along in your quest to self-discovery." George's face was oddly solemn. He had rarely seen this look on his brother's face.

"I'm not.. I'm not using Harry to experiment! We.. We're friends, who snuck out last night. No big deal, just.. don't spread it around." Fred hated that he used the word friend to describe Harry. They hadn't discussed anything, if they wanted to tell people, what they'd tell people.

"You stayed out really late with your.. with Harry." George commented.

"Yeah.. it was amazing."