#dark!hp

You were proud for you house, but not enough to make you stay. So you just screamed at Harry your congratulations and went to your bedchamber.

Not long after you took your shower and prepared to bed, you heard knocks on your dorm. Could it be Taly?

“I’ve already told you, I am not going anywhere this hour Thalia” you finished your sentence right at the time to see both red heads on the other side. You frowned, confused. How did they manage to came to the girls dorms? Weren’t they supposed to be sliding down by now? “How are you two here?”

“A magician never tells” George blinked one eye as they entered your room without you permission.

“Hey, I didn’t let…”

“C’mom, princess. Everyone is waiting for you” Fred rushed.

“Why would anyone? I said, multiple times, I am not going”

They shrugged.

“I guess it’s fine by us… wouldn’t mind spending the night here, alone, with you” Fred said, taking a few steps on your direction. The hair in your body raised and you gulped. This wasn’t going well and you had a bad feeling. Feeling cornered, you took the steps back.

“I.. I am going to change” the boys smile at each other but didn’t seemed like leaving the room without you. So you separated something you could wear and direct to the bathroom in the suite.

After changed, you went back, trying to feel like going to the party was your decision. As soon as you walked out, they looked at you.

“You look good” Fred wet his lips with his tongue. “It’s not a dress, like we hoped, but sure compliments your thighs” you blushed. Didn’t understand how the almost-boyfriend of your best friend felt the need to talk to you like that. And, by now you notice their clothes…

They were using the knit jumpers that every Weasley had. But George had a “F” on his chest, and Fred, the “G”. You were sure of that, had pass enough time being disturbed by then to tell the difference.

“Why did you guys exchange your sweaters?” They smiled.

“Look at that, George… know us so well” by now, Fred was dangerously close. You really didn’t understand why he was doing it and sure didn’t understand why the so called “possessive” George, would let him.

“It is sure adorable” George affirmed.

“I… I think we should go”

“That is a great idea” Fred said, so close his chest was touching you, and he looked down, penetrating eyes taking in your frame.

You managed to elude him and walked fast past George, leaving your room.

The party was animated. No sign of Harry, the reason this party was happening in the first place. Of course, he should be exhausted. The twins were standing beside you and, not long after, you saw Taly make her way in your direction, but specifically, to George direction.

“Hey, babe” you didn’t even had the time before Thalia was kissing George intensely. Not that you cared, but you were half sure she meant to kiss Fred - that right now had take possession of your waist and was squeezing you against his body.

“Hey, what are you doing?” You asked at Fred, at the same time Taly had let go of George and was now leaning against his shoulders “Thalia, you got the wrong twin. That is George”

Thalia raised her head from his shoulder, eyebrows arched at your direction. Fred was still holding you for dear life. Taly first looked at Fred, then George, then at you. Then looked at the boys again -whose were looking at you with mischievous smiles- and started to laugh. The boys followed her.

“Damn girl, who do you think you’re fooling? I know my man well enough. And besides, if he-” she pointed at man behind you “was Fred and was holding you like this, we would be throwing fists” your eyes widened.

“She tried to make a joke. But Angel, this is really not your strongest spot” Fred said, lowering himself to kiss your neck, making your body bristle.

What?

That was fucked up. You definitely were not going that crazy. How could Thalia not see? This is not something you would be lying or joking about.

“Relax, my love, we are going to have fun” Fred said again. He didn’t loosened his grip a little bit when you to shrug him off.

“I-I don’t understand” you said, trying to turn around and look at him. He allowed you to “I thought… that you liked Taly” his condensed demi-laugh was enough of a response “and that George liked me…”

“Well, you are half correct. George does like you… and so do I”

“But… you are brothers”

“So what? We don’t mind sharing.”

“But I do mind this… this situation!” Fred suppressed a laugh “And Taly…” you turned your head behind, just to see your friend making out with the other twin. And George had just made eye contact with you. Fred put his finger in your chin, turning your face back to him.

“Do not worry your pretty head about anything. We are going to take care of everything… of you.” He took your hands and brought to his neck “Now, dance with me”

And you dance. At least you thought you did, you moved your body and Fred did to, urging you to follow his moves… his intimated moves. Fred were definitely bolder than his brother, and it tormented you.

His hands were everywhere, and it made you astonished. You wanted to push him, to get away from there. He managed to guide you to a wall, you noticed because your back hit it.

Now, you were far away from the center of the crowd, and away from the attention.

“Do you have any idea of how unbearable it has been to have to handle your little friend day-by-day? So that way we could be next to you?”

“Don’t talk about her like that!” You defend, so angry your teeth showed. “I thought you were friends, at least”

“Don’t get me wrong… it’s nice that you have someone to talk to… and that she carries you around like a pretty keychain and all… and she do give amazing bjs…” you tried to push him again. He suppress a laugh and continue “but she is not you. And it has been hell having to be with her, when all I wanted was to be… here” His body was now completely glued to yours. His hands trailed through your side, reaching your waist, hip, bum and tights -where he reached beneath and pulled towards his hips.

“Stop it!” You urge, but he only crushed you more against the wall. Embarrassment took your body, knowing damn well that this kind of “intimacy” in this public space would create comments in the next morning.

“You have no idea of the things I would do to you” he lowered his head til it was face to face. “C’mon, give me a kiss” he pleaded as he ran his nose through yours, then to your cheek, chin… then up the same path on the other side of your face. His lips touched yours, more gentle than expected. He gave you little moist pecs, then pressed firmly. For a second, you let him, surprise with his calm actions. His tongue entered your mouth, a cautious exploration, and for a half a moment you didn’t absolutely hate it. But not a second later, he changed, being more aggressive, hungry.

It reminded you of your first kiss, that had been stolen a month prior. With George. It angered you, been reminded of the things they stolen from you. That they kept doing it. For a second, he slowed and break the kiss, keeping his mouth close to yours. You took a chance and bit his lip. Hard.

He made a low, hoarse, disapproving sound from the back of his throat. Then grabbed the back of your head e brought your ear to his lips.

“Don’t play games with me. You think you can get away with this bratty behavior? I am no George.” He pulled his face back to look at you. His lip was bleeding a little, and was a little swollen where you bit. Fear besides, that made you a little proud, you almost smirked. “Apologize. Now.”

“I will not. You should leave me alone.”

“I think I’m gonna need to teach you some manners…”

“Hey, couple. Maybe you should get a room” both of you were so immersed in you own discussion, didn’t even notice Taly and George approach. “Wow, your lip is swollen, George. Damn, girl. Getting savage, aren’t you?”

“She sure is, Thalia. Never could imagine before.” Fred answered before you could. “Would you mind fetching us some drinks?”

“No problem” she kissed George and said “I’ll be quick” and left. Now you were alone, again, with both.

“You spoiled her.” Fred accused

“Me?”George asked, shocked.

“You are too easy on her, don’t discipline enough. Look at this stunt she pulled” the older twin pointed to his own lip.

“So what, can’t take a bite now?”

“Stop talking about me like I’m not even here!” You almost screamed “This is insane! And… and your behavior is unacceptable” they were both looking at you, right now. Like you’ve grown a second head or something.

“Know what? You’re right. I’m gonna be direct from now on” Fred said and George raised an eyebrow “Taly is going to be back with the drinks. You are gonna drink it, maybe will help loosen you up. Then we are going to dance for a little bit longer, and then we are going to you bedchamber, where I will teach you some manners.” You clenched you jaw and your eyes went watery, both from anger and fear.

“Fred, take it easy. She needs time to adjust…” George half-plead

“Uhum. Let’s continue with your way, see how great it turned out till now.” The sarcastic tone shown how pissed he was.

“You are an asshole! I’m not something… someone that needs discipline. I have will” you almost screamed at him. He raised his eyebrows, then tilted his head in your direction, looking at his brother like someone who was saying “See?”.

“Angel, don’t…”

“Don’t what? He is clearly evil and you don’t buy me with the condescending tone. You are no better than him. But honestly…” George eyes were wide open, you turned your face so you could look at Fred again. It didn’t matter how much you had pushed him through the discussion, he just wouldn’t let go of your waist “You are sadist”

“Damn, am I in the wrong timing?”

“Never, dear” George answered, so out of the Fred character that even Taly furrowed her eyebrows. “I mean…”

“Thank you for the drinks, Taly.” Fred took one, and frowned as he looked at it “What’s this again?”

“Gigglewater. They ran out of firewhiskey and, honestly, butterbeer wouldn’t hit so fast” she shrugged “I can change, if it’s not of your taste.

“No, I imagine. Was just confirming.” Fred answered politely “Good choice, honestly. Here, honey” he brought the beverage to your lips, but you stopped midway.

“I am not drinking it. I’ve said multiple times I do not like alcohol”

“Buuuu! Don’t be so lame” Thalia boomed.

“C’mon dear, you need to experience new things. You’ve never had this drink, how come you not like it?” Fred tried to be persuasive “And besides, you said it yourself that you’re thirsty”

You hadn’t said anything. But you were. You had to contemplate for a few minutes. Last experience you saw that you could take alcohol and not die instantly. It also showed you could take a few shots of firewhiskey and keep your composure. If this wasn’t Taly’s first choice to get wasted, so it shouldn’t be stronger than the former, right? How bad could it be?

You let Fred finish the path of the drink to your mouth. And drink it. It tasted like coconut and happiness, not like alcohol at all and it immediately made you joyful about it. You finish the entire mug.

“The taste is go-” you weren’t able to finish the sentence before the affects started to hit you body. It was noticeable that Fred had to put extra effort to keep you on your feet. You looked up to him, just to see his pleased expression. “What…” you couldn’t even finish

The sensation was so strange. The anger you felt before, was just gone. Your brain was fuzzy, and everytime a cautious thought came to you head, it instantly disappeared, a funny fog clouding your mind.

You couldn’t feel angry and stay angry. You couldn’t feel anxiety, couldn’t feel fear nor despair. It was just… too funny.

“Oh, my love. Everything alright?” Fred asked. You smiled. You face relaxed after being on a “mad-face” all night.

“I am…” you were violently fight the effects of the gigglewater, but was loosing it anyhow. Even so, you restrained from talking to much “fine”

“I can see that” Thalia said, eyeing you up and down “don’t worry. Just let it go” she said, really reassuring you “We all know how much you are naturally anxious. Just… enjoy”

The flush of calmness and giggles hit you hard. Fred was basically holding you up right now.

“Damn. That really did well”

“I know” Taly said, taking a sip of her drink.

“What are you on? It’s not the same as her.” George accused.

“Oh, me?” Taly pointed at herself “It’s butterbeer. I don’t drink that shit. Learned my lesson a long time” she shook, like the memory was painful “But I am here to take care of her through it and don’t let her near any harm. And so are you, guys. It’s three people taking care of one. Nothing can go wrong.”

“You are so right, Taly” Fred said. You felt joy, you were not used to being taken care of.

“And you are such a good friend” George said, hugging her from behind a kissing her in the cheek. Isn’t that adorable? You thought.

They noticed that you started giggle, Thalia approached you, took your hands and asked “Do you wanna dance?”

Dance? It sounded so fun, you opened your smile, cheeks sitting high in you face while you agreed with your head. Thalia guided you three to the middle of the crowd again and said, pointing fingers:

“Do NOT let go of her” she pointed at the man behind you “and do NOT let her out of your sight” she turned to George.

“I will not” both of them respond together.

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They never seen you so relaxed. Without a care in the world, you danced, a smile permanently stamped on your lips, eyes that didn’t exactly focus anywhere, and very flushed skin. By now, a few droplets of sweat started to appear. Dear god, you were dashing.

You let Fred guide you through the moves. Dancing for him and with him.

Moments before your back was turned to him, your fingers still intertwined with Taly, that encourages you to dance and even teach you some moves. And you did everything. Everything glued to Fred’s lap.

For a moment he had to control his face as if he wasn’t just about to cum in the spot. He could let you go, didn’t had to go through this kind of embarrassment. But you were so delicious. So willing. Fred’s eyes met George’s for a moment and it said, clearly, what his twins thoughts were “Lucky bastard”.

But right now, you were turned face to face. And he really felt like a lucky bastard. Dancing so close he didn’t distinguish his breath from yours. The bulge in his pant were becoming unbearable, but he didn’t want to stop the dance with you. On contrary of you, he was turning really sweaty, face 100% flushed. Fred was about to lose his shit. Time to time, he would stock against you, making you giggle because “He is missing the steps”

“Sorry, doll” he would’ve answered, quickly, to avoid any suspicious from Taly, in case she looked back

But goddammit. You were even taking the initiative and kissing him eventually, and kissing him back when he started! It was sloppy, but so inebriating. And was in the middle of a kiss that Thalia poked Fred arms.

“I’m gonna get another beer. Want some?”

“No, thanks”

“Alright. Do NOT lose her while I’m gone”

“Dude, do you really think this is a warn you need to give me?” Fred exasperated and Thalia laughed.

And then, there was George.

“Mate, what do you think you are doing?” George asked Fred.

“Don’t know what do you mean”

“You don’t…? Aren’t you supposed to danced just a little and then went to her bedroom?”

“Yes but… she seems to be enjoy it. Have you saw her like this before?” George looked at you. Practically being carried by Fred from tiredness. But was smiling, really adorable.

“Enjoying? Yes, because she is wasted! It’s been more than a hour and the effects of the gigglewater are gonna start to fade.”

“Brother, relax. I’ve got everything under control. Just a couple more minutes and we will go.” George huffed.

“Alright, anyone can see that you are almost fucking her in the dance floor.”

“Fuck is such a awesome world” you said and started to repeat the world again and again.

“Calm down, Georgie.” Fred tried to appease

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK” you screamed and Fred covered your mouth, he sure didn’t expect that. You started to giggle again.

The twins noticed a couple of looks. Damn, so much for laying under attention.

“She’s a little drunk” Fred explained to no one in particular “alright…” he turned to George “we are going”

“Oh, but now?” Thalia said, coming out of nowhere.

“Yes. I’m getting really tired -didn’t think your friend was capable of worn me out but…” Fred looked at George, expecting help, that didn’t came. “And I don’t really think that leaving her with just the two of you are going to turn out great. So I’m gonna take her to bed…” Taly seemed astonished at that.

“Oh, no need! I can take her…”

“Please, Taly. I’m practically carrying her weight, you won’t be able to” she seemed like objecting but George cut her before.

“We know you are strong. But let my brother handle this. I have other thoughts on how you can waste your energy” Taly looked unsure to you, who was blinking slow, and then at George and seemed convinced.

Fred started to walk with you and then Thalia screamed for his attention again “you got to be kidding me”, he thought

“Hey Weasley, be a gentleman!”

“I always am” he answer, with a smug smile in his face.

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You entered you room after tripping a little on the stairs and was practically dying of laughter.

“Alright love, how about you change you clothes to some nice PJs? Fred suggested, picking you up the floor by your hips.

“I think that’s a good idea” you said half smiling and went to your drawers, picking up a very large Tee. Fred thought that you would go to your suite to change but you only stayed with you back facing him and took off your shirt. And bra.

For the love of Merlin. He was already painfully hard, couldn’t restrain any longer. He trailed his own hand to the bulge in his pants and squeezed, hoping for a little relief.

You put your shirt and as you bend over to take your pants off too, you looked at Fred, up side down, and asked with comedy tone “Why are you here?”

“Because I’m gonna sleep here” he answered, half laughing.

“But it’s the girls dormitory, a silly” you tripped while taking your pants off and started laughing again. Fred succumbed to it, laughing with you. He went to your direction, helping you out of your trousers.

As he slipped the fabric as you were still laying on your back in the floor, your shirt went up, revealing your knickers. He gulped. “If you are going to sleep here, where are you PJs?”

He never took his own trousers so quickly. “Here, see. Like yours” that made you laugh even harder. His head was spinning, trying to work fast “Want to do something that is really cool?”

“What?” You asked with enthusiasm.

“Come here” Fred offered his hands so you could stand up. You did, and the followed as he guided you to your own bed.

It wasn’t for a couple, like he had pictured, but it wasn’t a single sized either. Much less, a bunker bed. Being a prefect had its advantages, he guess.

Before he, or you, could sit on it, he picked you up by the back of your legs and put it around his hips. You squeak and let out a giggle as he sit and reach for the middle of the bed and leaned on the headboard.

The way you laid perfectly on top of his erection made him let out a grunt. Fred only hope he could last enough for what he had planned. And it wasn’t even the punishment he thought you needed in the beginning of the evening. This was far long gone, because in his mind you make up in the rest of the night.

“There, princess, so good.” His words made you feel joy. Fred had been complimented you for all night long, calling you beautiful.

“Not exactly what I would called cool” you said

“Oh, yeah? How about if you give me a kiss, like you did downstairs? It was fun, wasn’t it?” you nod, he hugged your waist with one arm, and, with the other hand he put behind your neck “Come here”. And then your lips were together. Your hands went to his shoulders, to help with the balance, and, now you were noticing how his whole body was rock-hard.

The once chast kiss went trough the window once Fred’s tongue entered your mouth. It was deep, sexy, but slow. He pressed your hips down on his lap and started moving it, guiding you in the motion of his choice.

Something more than gigglelish started to happen to your body, feeling hot and… a sudden urge to rub your middle against him. A moan came out of your mouth. So did Fred.

“Yes, like this, love. Ain’t it nice? I mean, fun?” You didn’t answer him. Eyes too heavy to open. You rock your bottom against him more firmly, and Fred secured your hips with both hands while kissed you again.

You never felt like this before. You could take off your clothes. God, it was so hot you felt breathless. You arched your back a little and tilted your head back. Fred devoured your neck and you moaned again.

“The sounds you make… for Merlin, you are so delicious” he moaned together with you this time. You felt your panties become wet, and the need for friction was enhanced. And Fred give it to you. Right now, both of you couldn’t even kiss, too busy heavy panting. One arm evolved around your waist, holding you down for dear life, the other hand was moving your hips towards his. One of your hands was pulling the hair in the back of his neck, while the other was enjoying his solid form.

You felt like you could die. The sensation was engulfed, overwhelming. “I just wanna see your body melting above me” Fred said. And you swore you would.

It was just so good… until it wasn’t.

Shame started to cripple to your cheeks. You were becoming aware of yourself again.

“I… I.” You tried to speak out loud but couldn’t. Of course that your mind coming back to its normal wouldn’t affect immediately. You were too in the moment to just cut it. Right now, you need to evaluate yourself.

Right, the unstoppable heat consuming all your body, the sweat, the difficulty to breath and the incapacitating shake on your legs and lower abdomen. God, you didn’t had any pants on? And your panties were WET?

Fred didn’t had any pants either. How far would he go? You didn’t understand how you let all that happen, but it needed to stop.

“I think I need a break” you could see Fred frowning as he raised his head.

“What? Why?” But was when his eyes meet yours that he saw: the fog just wasn’t there anymore. He hit a perfectly good spot while trusting against your middle and you squeaked once again, almost folding forward. “Oh, my love. Right now, I’m not gonna stop until you drip your last drop of cum on my cock”.

“No…” with the force that you had left, you tried to push his chest, but of course he didn’t even squirm. The heat in you lower belly was rising, and you were shaking uncontrollably. In one last desperate attempt to make him stop, you tried to call him “Fred…” but it was just too late. He made sure of pressing just the right spot and all the tension started to turning relief. “AH!” You couldn’t stop shaking, and little spasms took control over you whole body.

“Yes, say my name like that again. Fuck!” Even you still going through your orgasm, Fred continue with the movements. “Almost there…” You eyes filled up with water, involuntarily. It was just too much. Your knickers were soaked with your own juices and the continue friction wasn’t letting you down from your highest spot. You lose all your force and bend forward, completely supported by him, like a rag doll. With a one particularly hard rub, his head went behind and his fingers put enough pressure on your hips to bruise “Yes! Fuck!”.

As he stop the movements to ride out the orgasm, you could too. Fred brought his hands back to your waist and neck, he squeezed you in a hug and you just let him. “My love, that was so worth the wait.” You didn’t answer to him “You came so pretty. God, I’m gonna keep thinking about it for a long time.” He started moving around, he placed you on his previous spot and rise up.

And the moment he looked at you while standing up he said “Damn. It’s just keeping getting better”. You looked at yourself at that. You knew you knickers were soaked but you didn’t expect to see your tights glistening, and neither the big wet circle around your hips where once was probably a puddle of you juices.

A “click” and a flash woke you up from your trance. Fred had reached for your Polaroid in your desk and was now waving the picture. When you looked at him, you could also see that’s his own tights and lower part of his shirt were humid too, and so was his underpants -but of course you couldn’t distinguish how much of that was him and what were you.

“No, please, you can’t…” you eyes filled up with embarrassment.

“Shhh, it’s okay. None of that. It’s for my eyes only… and George’s, of course. But I’m not gonna waving it around” Fred reached for his pants and put the picture in the back pocket. Then, he proceeded to take off his shirt and went back to bed, sitting next to you.

You both stood there. He reached your curls that were hanging in front of your eyes and put it behind your ears. You resist the urge to flinch. “Let’s go to bed, hun? It was a long day.” Fred said. You cleared you throat:

“I’m gonna take a shower”

“No.” You look at him, surprised stamped in you face “You are going to sleep just like that. I need to feel and scent your smell a little more.” You were just so tired, and sore, and really didn’t want him to have any extra ideas so you just said:

“I really need to pee”

“Of course. Go ahead. But leave the door opened” your face flushed. Why would he act that way?

You made your way to the bathroom, and, just before you could completely close the door Fred screamed “That’s enough” you stoped, a little slot still open.

You were loosing your mind. The mirror in front of you gave you repulse. Dear, you felt dirty, you even looked dirty. Without wanting to feel anymore self pity, you lowered your panties, that were completely glued to you body. You just felt disgusting.