History is for the Losers

A HariPo drabble

by mew-tsubaki

Note: The Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling, not me. This pairing was discovered by me, so please gimme a little mention if you write them! Thanks! It is one of many of Mew and Mor's Weird Pairings, most of which you may find in the M&MWP forum. Check out and join the forum FUN! Read, review, and enjoy! :]

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His sister tells him not to wait up.

Freddie shrugs it off, because that's what an understanding twin does, and goes up to his room. Tonight the flat above the Hogsmeade Weasley's Wizard Wheezes will be extraordinarily quiet.

Sometimes, when Roxanne goes out on a date with Lee, their dad's good old friend, Freddie almost wishes he still lived at home. But he wouldn't have anything to do there, since Dad and Mum and Aunt Verity keep the home shop going.

So Freddie closes his door, then remembers he forgot to lock the shop, and curses and goes back downstairs. His mind is clear for a moment as he thinks of how often he forgets to lock the door. And then—

"Ah, Freddie!"

Lee's dark face, darker than his and Roxanne's, breaks into a grin. He gestures to Freddie.

"Didn't see you since Rox rushed me out of here, saying you were tired."

"Ah, yeah, yeah…" Freddie internally groans as he rubs the back of his neck. Good Merlin, he's such a conversationalist, isn't he? Then again, he could care less, because it seems as though Lee ducked back just to say hi.

"Uh…" Lee motions again to Freddie. "I, uh, dropped my scarf in the rush…and you're standing on it."

Freddie pales, looks down, sees a lovely multicolored piecework scarf, and hastily bends over to grab it, bumbling the whole time: "Oh, Godric, sorry about that—I didn't see—I was coming to lock the door—"

At the same time, Lee waves him off politely and goes to get it. Freddie barely touches the backs of Lee's soft fingers as the older man grasps one end. "If you could just step off it…"

"Yeah, yeah, no problem." Freddie takes a step back, almost stumbles, but manages not to make too worse of a fool of himself.

Lee picks up the scarf and brushes it off before wrapping it around his neck. He pauses and stares at Freddie.

Fighting the urge to ask about the stare, Freddie reaches out and pats down the scarf, never letting his hand rest on Lee's chest. "There. You should probably be on your way now, otherwise she'll get impatient."

Lee chuckles oddly. "Right." He reaches up as though he's going to tousle Freddie's hair, thinks better of it, and then pats Freddie's shoulder. "See you, mate." Then he turns and he leaves, and Freddie locks the door at last.

Back up in his room, Freddie grimaces. He knows that look of Lee's. He's seen it before and heard about it before.

Lee was thinking about how he could never mistake Freddie's face for Roxanne's.

Freddie knows it. Mum's told him that, before, she could do the same thing with Dad and Uncle Fred, because she did love them both.

But Lee just does it because he watched them grow up. Lee's just a good guy, their dad's good old friend.

And Freddie wishes for nothing more than to chase after him and drag him by his scarf and tell him that Freddie could deal if Lee happened to love both Roxanne and him.

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An interesting ship I want to entertain more in the future… I like the parallel especially of Fred/Ange/George with Freddie/Lee/Roxie. Not to mention that this was a nice focus on what to do about an ill-timed love instead of the cross-gen complications.

Thanks for reading and please review!

-mew-tsubaki :)