"No? Should I be?" Harry asked suddenly feeling confused. "Well I know after the match when it truly sunk in I freaked out a little bit, George had to slap me" Fred chuckled nervously. "Why? Because of who I am?" Harry hissed, the pain in his voice loud and clear. "What?! No! Harry that's not what I meant" Fred pleaded grabbing Harry's arm and spinning him around to face him. "I mean because Soul Mates are like Myths, there isn't much known on them, I NEVER thought I would find mine, let alone in my Hogwarts years, and also, I mean you’re 11, it's a bit freaky being so young and knowing we will be with only each other....ever." Fred explained enthusiastically, his eyes swimming with honesty, Harry nodded weakly accepting his explanation, also apparently Fred didn't know whose son he was... yet."Wait, what do you mean who you are?" Fred asked causing Harry to flinch, "damn it Harry’ he scolded himself inwardly. "I meant as a Slytherin" he lied quickly, wincing, he could feel the bond lashing at him for lying.