Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot, geez you all know it.

A/N: This idea has been in my head for so long and there too little slash about this adorable boy. Reviews are deeply appreciated.

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"HA! I so love this room," yelled Fred enthusiastically as the door slammed behind them. They had entered one of their favourite rooms in the castle, the room of requirement. These days it was mostly used by the DA but Fred and George had since the day they knew how to work it, used it for other things as well.

"Keep your voice down Fred," said George as he placed his ear at the door and listened patiently until a well-known grin appeared, though it wasn't visible in the darkness. "I think we, once again, succeeded my dear brother."

"Course we did George, we always do."

"No we don't and you- what was that?" George spun rapidly and gazed into the darkness. "Who's there?"

"There's no one there George, we wouldn't be able to get in if it was occupied."

"Actually, if your intention was to use this place as a hideout then it doesn't surprise me it worked for you, since that's what I asked for," said a voice, that sounded a bit pompous, from the darkness.

"Who is it?" bellowed George. "Lumos!"

"Macmillan," said Fred as a surprised but mischievously grin spread on his face. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you two the same," said Ernie Macmillan casually from the corner he was standing and holding two books to his chest.

"Who are you hiding from?" asked George and he too lit his wand.

"That's none of your business Weasley."

"But it is," said Fred as he strangled his thoughts and tried to come up with a fairly good plan. "Well that is of course if you want to leave as the same person you were when you entered."

"Is that a threat?" asked Ernie frantically.

"No," Fred continued as his twin stared at him confused. "It's an offer."

"Wha-"

"You got a girlfriend Macmillan?" asked George who had suddenly realised his brother's intention.

"No, I haven't. What's that-"

"Boyfriend?" asked Fred.

"No, I most certainly haven't."

"Do you have anything against people who are gay?" asked George.

"No, I mean it's a bit weird and creepy but I don't think so, no."

"Well George, I think that's a good enough answer don't you think?"

"Yes Fred, it certainly is."

"Why do you wanna know? Don't go spreading some rumour I'm gay now," said Ernie and stared nervously at one twin to the other.

"First, it'll make this a lot easier," said Fred.

"And second," continued George. "Why would we do such a thing? We wouldn't want to harm a cute little Hufflepuff like you." Ernie was now staring at them more anxiously than ever and clutched his books tighter.

"What do you have there?" asked George and pointed at Ernie's books.

"It's two books George, obviously you can see that right?" scoffed Fred.

"Yes, but what sort of books?" replied George and kept his eyes on Ernie.

"Why does that matter? Can't we just play with him already," said Fred excitedly and switched the weight on his one foot to another and then back.

"Pla-a-ay?" stammered Ernie. "What do you mean play?"

"Georgie, he doesn't understand," said Fred and chuckled as he continued to shift eagerly.

"I thought you were a smart boy Macmillan," said George. "But if you in this case don't understand, I don't mind explaining that Fred here has wanted a new playmate for a while now."

"Playmate? What- wha…"

"And I'm sorry to say that the circumstances are very appealing for us both," continued George and tried to give the younger boy a reassuring smile. There was a clatter and Fred had dropped his wand.

"Then I am truly sorry to say that I still don't understand," said Ernie and kept his bewildering gaze on the redhead who was clutching his own robes furiously.

"But I think you do Macmillan, you just don't want to admit that the experience might be appealing for you too," said George. "Oh for Merlin's sake Fred, keep calm."

"But he is so handsome," protested Fred. "And look at that smooth blondish hair George; don't you just wanna touch it?"

"Oh my- Merlin, you want to… that's why you asked about…?"

"He's getting it Georgie," said Fred happily and giggled. "Can I kiss him now? Can I?"

"Fred, what's gotten into you? You never act like this," said George and stared at his twin bewildered and at the same time a bit amused.

"Sorry," said Fred and tried to keep himself motionless.

"Even if your offer is flattering and all Weasley I sorely must decline it," said Ernie as he returned to his casual self and confidence. "I'd like to leave now."

"But you can't leave, unless you tell us why you were hiding here," said Fred and picked up his wand as he slightly returned to reality. The dream of a new threesome had once again been chattered.

"Ok then, I was trying to get away from my little brother because he is so annoying and I need to study. I didn't attend to go here but then I heard these weird noises and someone shrieked, it was probably you two-"

"We didn't shriek," said Fred.

"It was Filch," said George.

"I didn't mean, ah whatever, then I heard people running and decided I should hide so actually I had only been in here for a minute or two when you came in," finished Ernie and gazed at them severely.

"That's a boring story," said George.

"Yeah, bullshit," said Fred. "But if wanna leave then go ahead, we're gonna celebrate."

"Just don't forget our offer," added George and winked at the Hufflepuff before he left them.

Five minutes later Ernie was in the Hufflepuff common room and tried to focus his potions book but all he could think of was those damned redheads and their wicked grins. Had they really proposed a threesome to him, that was utterly disgusting at the same time as it was, as George had put it, actually quite appealing.