Everything's an Innuendo If You Try

by Mein Liebling

On the Hogwarts Express, Fred and James ll start off having a normal conversation, but nothing is ever really normal with them. "Don't worry, you can be in my harem. I know, it's hard to resist this piece of manflesh."

"My songs know what you did in the darrrrrrrrrrk!"

"You are horrible at singing."

"Why, hello Mr.-stick-up-my-arse. It's called Freestyling."

"Maybe you should try not singing, Mr.-I've-got-the-voice-of-gargoyles."

"...Seriously?"

"What?"

"Gargoyles?"

"Oh, shut the hell up, Freddie."

"Haha. How about no."

"How about yes?"

"How are you going to do that?"

"Make me-"

"You know, that could be considered an innuendo. You coming onto me, Jamie boy? Your own cousin?"

"What-!?"

"It's okay. I know I'm handsome. You don't have to fight it. You can join my harem."

"Harem!?"

"Of course, you wouldn't be the first person to fall in love with my beautiful manflesh-"

"Manflesh!? What the hell, Fred!?"

"Shh... It's okay babe."

"What the hell!?"

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