Ginny sat in her room, reading, when Fred and George walked in. "Hey, Gin." They said in unison. Ginny smiled and looked up. Her eyes widened slightly. Both twins had their shirts off. "What- what do you want?" She asked, stumbling on her words. The twins sat on either side of her. They draped their arms over her shouldered. "We were just wondering." Fred started. "If you've ever kissed anyone." George finished for him. Ginny blushed. "No." She said. "Wanna know how?" George asked. "Y- yes." She said. Fred took her face in his hand and turned her towards him. He placed his lips upon hers. He felt her breath quicken. He pressed his tongue to her bottom lip ad she opened. Fred's tongue caressed Ginny's. She shuddered as she felt George place his hand on her hip and his lips on her neck. The girl ran her hands down Fred's chiseled chest and moaned. She felt the boys pull away. "Ginny?" She heard distantly. She opened her eyes. Fred and George stood above her. She was tangled in her sheets, covered in sweat. "Are you okay?" George asked. Ginny nodded and watched the twins shrug and walk out. She was scared. This was the third time that week she had dreamt about the twins. And was most likely not the last.