Forever Her Boys

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter, just my own thoughts and my own characters.

Summary: Fred and George Weasley have always had each other… and one other. Vera was the complete part of their own trio. She had style, beauty, and a sense of humor to rival the famous ginger twins. But things get shaken up when the two boys feel threatened by other males seeking her attention and maybe even each other?

Chapter 1

Vera Sedgwick was the beauty queen of Hogwarts, wanted by all the males and envied by all the females. She was tall, blonde, and the Keeper of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Her smile left people; especially the testosterone infused ones, in complete awe and her voice sounded like the sweetest melody. She had charm and an amazing sense of humor, which was one of the many reasons why she completed the life's of two very adoring Weasley twins.

Fred and George Weasley never thought they would find someone else so alike to them. They never thought it possible, but in their first year at Hogwarts they finally met their match. When they set off their very first DungBombs in the Gryffindor girls' first year dorms, they had made a certain blonde very unhappy. This resulted in them getting an original tickling attack spell put on all their socks. They were outraged that they could be pranked back, they were not use to that but they were immensely impressed. When they found out whom it was the three clicked almost instantly and the rest is history.

They've been the terrible trio of Hogwarts ever since.

Now they were entering their sixth year at Hogwarts, all grown up but still as close as ever. Vera had decided to stay the summer with the Weasley's, which made the whole family thrilled. She was like a daughter to Molly and Arthur and like a sister to the other Weasley siblings. She had a special connection with each one of them, excluding Percy who even she could never warm up to. She felt most comfortable there than in her muggle home. Vera loved magic, and she hated being away from it on breaks. Her parents understood of course, just proud of how unique their wonderful daughter was.

It was mid July now at the Burrow, nestled in between the rolling hills of England. It was warm, but not humid, Vera's favorite weather. She leaned out the window in the boys' bedroom and let the wind whip her long golden hair. She breathed in deeply, oh how she loved the smell of nature. She closed her dark violet eyes and just let the wind take her away, before shouting coming from the yard rudely interrupted her.

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel!" yelled Fred Weasley as he excitedly jumped up and down from the spot him, Ron, Harry and George were practicing some new found products the twins were making. The boys all shielded their eyes from the sun as they smiled and looked up at the golden haired goddess in the window. She smirked at them playfully.

"Oh yes, my dear peasant!" she shouted back and giggled as Fred looked at the other boys, completely appalled at the term she had called him as they just shook their heads.

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair, so that I may climb the golden stair!" George yelled up and bowed slightly to her. The newfound butterflies grew in her stomach again that only seemed to appear around the twins, but predominately George. She couldn't help but smile.

"I am sorry to say that this Rapunzel can not associate herself with such unruly gingers." She yelled back down to them then bolted from the window knowing she had about a minute before they reached her and punished her for calling them the offensive name.

"Muma! Muma!" she yelled as she skipped two steps at a time to reach the kitchen to hide behind 'Muma' Weasley. She caught the sputtering woman's skirts and ducked behind her as the lanky twins reached the kitchen.

"What in Merlins name is going on here?" she shouted as Vera breathlessly giggled behind her as Fred and George tried to get past their mother.

"They're going to hurt me!" Vera shouted in her most innocent sweet voice, which just made the boys want to catch her even more.

"We will not!" Fred yelled back as he tried grabbing at Vera's shoulder but getting slapped away by his mothers' hand. "Just severely punish!"

"Muma," Vera whined and Mrs. Weasley wrapped her arm around the taller girls waist making the boys cease their attempts of attacking the pouting blonde.

"Now you boys will leave her alone or I'll take your wands away! Do you hear me?" she threatened, pointing a finger at the twins.

"But Mum!" George said exasperated, "The woman called us gingers!"

Mrs. Weasley just tsked at them and placed her hands on either side of Vera's face, squeezing a bit. "How could this beautiful creature say such a thing?" she asked, almost in a baby voice.

At that moment though, Vera was left defenseless, and the boys took advantage of it. George scooped her up in his arms and tossed her over his shoulder and bolting with Fred towards the stairs. Vera squealed as Mrs. Weasley yelled after them about 'playing nice'.

"Oh we'll play nice alright," Fred said sarcastically as he tugged on Vera's hair making her lash her fist out, trying to hit him but missing.

They rushed past Hermione and Ginny who looked after them confused as they skipped up the last set of stairs to the twins' room, shutting and locking the door. George dropped her on Fred's bed as she started to protest.

"I'm not afraid to scream you know!" she said as she tried getting up but kept being pushed back down.

"What do you bet she's a screamer, George?" Fred snickered as the twins held her down by climbing on top of the bed, hovering just above her. A small blush spread across her cheeks.

"Oh I bet you a ton, you know what they say about blondes," George smirked, knowing Vera was getting a bit embarrassed because she hadn't come up with a come back yet.

"What's that?" Fred asked dipping his head down so his hair tickled her nose.

"They're the kinkiest in bed," George said in a deep voice making Vera gasp, getting a chuckle from both boys.

Ever since the end of the last school year their jokes with each other had become a bit more sexual. Well a lot more actually. They became very well aware of the changes they had had over the year, and personal space had become almost non-existent between them. Fred and George had become very attractive to Vera in the past year. Their lanky muscular build got her staring and fantasizing a bit more than normal. This made her nervous and curious all at the same time. They were in the crudest of words, hott. Sexy even, and she started to feel hot and bothered when they were close to her like this.

The twins definitely noticed how Vera had changed as well, excruciatingly so. The way her long golden hair fell in soft waves down her back and swayed with her hips just slightly as she walked and framed her now defined face. Her curves were to die for and they found any chance at all just to be pressed up against her. She was soft yet firm and fragile but something they both wanted to roughen up. They had never felt this strongly attracted to their best friend then they did now. Everything about her was amazing. It was hard, literally, to be so close to her.

They teased each other, and got extreme pleasure out of it. Vera knew that if she moved her hips a certain way against Fred as she was bending down to reach something in front of him, or the way she brushed her hand across George's lower back and neck, she could drive them crazy. But the devilish twins knew tricks on her too, and they were not about to hold back at a time like this.

George was first to brush his lips against her neck, making her breath catch. Fred then bent down and placed a small kiss on her exposed collarbone. She loved, and hated, when they punished her this way. She would much rather be a test subject then be put through this torture. They began placing soft, feather light kisses all over her neck and jaw. She closed her eyes, hating how she loved the feeling of it.

"Oh Georgie," Fred murmured playfully in her left ear.

"Yes Freddie," George responded, nipping her right ear making her wince, trying to keep the pleasure from showing on her face.

"I think our Vera bear is not feeling well," he smirked into her neck using the nickname they sometimes called her. George smirked as well.

Oh no, Vera thought, getting a tight knot to form in her stomach that she didn't know whether was good or bad.

"Oh really? Maybe we should play doctor then," George said as he placed his hand at the bottom of her shirt sliding it up. She became nervous and anxious and had to stop this now before they knew she actually enjoyed it and wasn't just playing the part in their little game.

"It's pathetic," she breathed, trying to hide all the lust in her voice. They stopped their ministrations. "How you two can't get any other girl to give you your frustrating release, so you try to force me too."

This got her a harsh nip from both the boys and she had to bite her tongue to keep the moan coming from her throat from escaping her lips. That was not the reaction she wanted. Now the knot in her stomach was tightening.

"Dinner!" Mrs. Weasley's loud shriek rang through out the house making the twins groan.

"Saved by the bell," Vera sang and released herself from the boys grip and jump off the bed, skipping to the door. She then turned around so her left hip was pushed out and her left hand settled on it. She flipped her long hair back and gave the two boys a seductive smile, watching them eye her curves with lustful stares.

"Maybe you'll get lucky next times sweeties," she winked and swayed her hips as she opened the door and left them behind.

Fred and George looked at each other, clearing their throats, for the first time having nothing to say as they fallowed her down the stairs.

Warning: this story is filled with many sexual situations, it is rated M (for mature readers) but of course you already knew that since you searched under this section. But just making it perfectly clear :)