Title: Who is Who?
Rating: T
Warnings: N/A
Notes:This whole collection is written for the 30 day OT3 challenge/competition. My pairing: Fred/Harry/George. Day one: Confess

Fred and George stood in front of Harry with their arms crossed. They were glaring down at him, but the amused glint in their eyes, and the slight tilt to their lips reassured Harry that they weren't truly mad.

"Which one is George this time," they said together.

Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. He crossed his legs and leaned back on the couch and pointed to the twin on the left. "You're George," he said with absolute certainty.

George's arms fell to his side, while Fred let him smile free. "How do you know," George said. "Come on, you have to tell me."

Harry pressed his lips together and shook his head. There was no way he was revealing that secret. He smiled when the pair pouted together.

"Please," Fred said, taking a step closer.

"You know you want to," George said, also taking a step forward.

Harry eyed the pair. "I don't," he said, but his voice was hesitant.

The twins smirked. "You will," they said together. As one they pounced on the helpless boy. George held Harry's arms back as Fred wiggled his fingers into Harry's stomach.

"Ah, Fred!" Harry said. He tired to move away from the moving fingers, but George's grip held firm. Harry started to laugh, and tears leaked out of his eyes. "George, Fred, please!" he screamed.

The fingers didn't stop.

"Reveal your secret," George said in his ear, as Fred paused in his movements.

Harry sagged into George's arms, but he shook his head. "Never," he said with a bright smile. Harry watched as Fred made eye contact with his twin before turning back to face Harry.

"You asked for it," he said.

Harry closed his eyes and tensed his muscles preparing for the tickling to resume, but when Fred's fingers touched his side they didn't tickle. They moved along his stomach in a slow caress, and Harry couldn't hold back a shiver. He opened his eyes only to see Fred's face barely an inch away.

Fred smirked before closing his own eyes and leaning in close. His hand continued to move along Harry's stomach as he pressed his lips against Harry's.

Harry moaned into the kiss, and relaxed again. He forgot about everything except the lips on his and the warmth of Fred's fingers. When George moved his fingers high on Harry's thigh, he was lost.

Suddenly, and without warning, the fingers stopped moving and the lips pulled away. Harry opened his eyes wide and stared at Fred—the only twin he could see—like he was mad. "What are you—"

"Confess," Fred said with a triumphant grin.

Harry glared and shook his head.

"Very well," Fred moved away from Harry, lifting his hands away from his stomach and sitting on the opposite side of the couch.

Harry whined, but Fred onto smirked. "George," he begged, pushing himself into George's frame. He felt George stiffen, in more ways than one, but he didn't move his hand any further up.

"Confess," he murmured in Harry's ear.

Harry didn't say anything. He pushed back, but George only moved his hand off Harry completely.

"Fine," he said. "George's voice is smoother, like chocolate, and Fred's is rough. When Fred glares, his eyebrow twitches and when George smiles his mouth parts just slightly." Harry glared at the gaping twins. "Are you happy," he asked.

There was a moment pause where the twins didn't move or say anything for a moment. George was the first to move. He tilted Harry's face up and around so Harry was looking at him and kissed him briefly. "You're amazing," he said.

"I guess he deserves his prize, right Fred?"

"Right."

Harry smiled and enjoyed his reward. It was definitely worth revealing his secret. Besides, he thought, it's not like I told them everything.

(w.c 635)

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