A/N: Happy birthday to Wizards-Pupil
Hermione stretched out on the large bed in nothing but her Hogwart's hat. All the bubbles she had conjured hovered over her bare skin, concealing her body from the eyes of Fred and George.
"Boys," Hermione whispered sensually, "why don't you come and see me?"
Fred wasted no time shoving his brother hard to the side, vaulting onto the bed.
George ripped his own shirt off and grabbed Fred by the shoulders, heaving him backwards and off of the bed.
Fred yelped, getting back to his feet and shimmied out of his trousers.
"Boys, boys, I've enough entrances for both of you. And maybe Bill if he happens to pop in."
"Bill?" Fred and George said together. Glancing at e3ach other, they shrugged simultaneously and slipped off the rest of their clothes.
Launching themselves onto the mattress, the bubbles floated to the ceiling, popping as Hermione screamed in a pink haze of ecstasy.