Hello All. This started out as a fan story for one of my friends who insisted (along with others) that I post it on . I have never been on here before and really do want to improve. This story has kind of taken off and I hope you all enjoy it. I don't usually write an OC as a main character, nor do I write in second person very often. So I prey you forgive me for breaking (as some of my friends call it) basic rules when writing a fanfic. If enough people wish it I will rewrite it to first person, but I am rather lazy and will need motivation.

I've never really written much and want to improve. I also apologize for any misspelled words. Auto correct can be a pain and although I promise to read through a story before posting, I will undoubtedly miss things.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters, placed, events or anything else... it belongs to the almighty J.K. Rowling. Bless her.

Chapter 1: Leaving The Burrow

A shriek of surprise shook the Weasley household.

"What in the name of all that is decent are the two of you doing here in my bed!?" You wailed squirming beneath the sheets against two heavy sets of arms each belonging to two identical red haired freckled boys.

"Excellent question Cheska!" Said the freckled twin on your left resting his chin between your neck and shoulder. "Fred. What was it we were doing again in miss Cheska's chambers?"

"Well George" said the twin to your right "My minds a bit fuzzy in such close proximity to this exceptional beauty but if I HAD to venture a guess-" Said Fred pulling you closer away from George to a growl of protest from both parties for completely different reasons. "I'd say we were here to wake miss Cheska up to leave for the World Cup"

You rolled your eyes exasperatedly waiting for further elaboration but the twins, who seemed perfectly contented with their explanation continued their overly close coddling of you and George taking your silence as acceptance (or to see how far he could push it) nuzzled his face into your neck an action quickly followed by Fred. Your left eye twitched and heat blazed into your cheeks matching the red streak in your hair which was a dark umber red highlights beneath dark bangs .

"That doesn't explain why you BOTH are in my bed yeah?"

You growled trying to keep the airiness from your voice. Your neck was very ticklish and... sensitive.

"Well" answered Fred "THAT's a different question isn't it?"

Not Really

You thought but George interrupted

"you see we came up here with the intention of waking you up with our latest invention we've been working on you know, the fire work that doesn't stop popping and whizzing for hours at a time?"

You wiggled beneath your bindings to turn and glare at George who smiled merrily back at you trying to look innocent

"But then" Interjected Fred taking your waist from behind (which earned him a jab in the ribs from you) George laughed and you attempted to jab him too but were too tightly wrapped in the sheets to do so. "we saw how peaceful you looked and thought, 'Hey why not join you'"

Finished Fred sounding pleased with himself still holding firmly to your waist having now pulled the sheets so tightly you could no longer move.

"you... are both..." You growled struggling with the sheets and eyeing your wand on the night stand. "idiots"

"Cheska!" Cried George screwing up his face so it looked hurt and crest fallen (but a small grin curving the edge of his lips) "you wound me"

"Such inconsideration" continued Fred "Not even telling us who's the bigger idiot. Maybe then you could decide which one of us you pref-"

You let out a roar of laughing frustration trying to wiggle free from the sheets, but you were now held so tightly by both Fred and George that all this accomplished was further embarrassment as your bodies rubbed closely together, and you could swear you heard a slight exhale of breath from Fred who was gripping you tightly from behind by the waist and who now pulled you even tighter as you struggled against his slender yet somewhat stocky frame.

The Weasley twins had been your best friends since your 2nd year at Hogwarts. You liked them, you loved them, but you couldn't choose between them. Despite being identical they were two different people, but when it came to liking them, your affections were equal and no matter how much you had thought about it (even dreamed on occasion) you couldn't bring yourself to date one of them and risk your friendship.

" I dunno Fred" Continued George his face cracking into an evil grin as he looked you dead in the eyes. "Maybe Cheska wants both of us"

The world froze and a ringing noise seemed to overtake your eardrums as Georges face inched closer to yours in the fog that was now your vision and you could feel fingers of Fred's left hand dance along the curve of your hip. Surly this wasn't happening. Surly this was a dream, an awkward yet not entirely new dream. And your mind wandered to one such place usually reserved for dreams. Two pairs of lips upon your skin, one caressing your neck while the other feathered its way down and across your collar bone. Two identical pairs of hands running hot and tantalizingly over your torso hips, thighs and back

"I knew it" said the twins in unison.

"It's nothing like that" you cried

"Oh but it is" said Fred and you could feel his grin on the back of your neck.

"And if that dazed look a second ago was any indication" Said George

"You've thought of the two of us before in that ... interesting manor" finished George looking scandalized but sounding pleased.

Your face flushed and the twins faces cracked into identical evil grins.

"Well George" said Fred placing what you would have sworn to be a kiss on the back of your neck sending involuntary shivers down your spine that spread and warmed your body. "I'd say we give the lady what she wants"

"I completely agree Fred" Breathed George who's lips wrapped themselves gently around the curve of your neck.

"Q-quit joking around you too" you stammered stifling a gasp as George flicked his tongue over your skin. Your whole body trembling with rage, nerves, something else or a strange combination of the 3.

The twins stopped their assault to give you an appalled look as though you of all people (their partner in crime) asking THEM to quit joking was nothing short of blasphemy and that they would make you 'pay' for those words.

"Quit joking?" asked Fred

"Never" finished George

And just as the pair swooped down upon you again a clear familiar voice rang through the closed bedroom door.

"Cheska!"

"Ginny!"

You called back desperately

" I'm upstairs still help me pl-"

"We're just waking her u-" started George but the door burst open. Ginny Weasley Red hair freckles and wand raised appeared in the doorway.

"What in the name of Merlin is going on in here?" asked Ginny her brown eyes darting first to you bound straight jacket like in the sheets a pleading look upon your face and then to each of her brothers.

"Am I... interrupting something?" questioned Ginny shooting you a disbelieving look and grinning

"NO!" "YES!" you and the twins cried out at once.

You wishing nothing more to bolt (or that's what you kept telling yourself) and the twins wanting nothing more than to continue their work on your neck.

"I'm going to have to believe Cheska on this one" said Ginny pointing her wand through the doorway at her brothers who for the first time looked uneasy. "She looks terrified. Fred, George" said Ginny sending them a glare that would make even their mother proud "Let her go"

Part One Continued

"And what if we don't want to let her go dear sister?" said Fred Grinning over at Ginny from his now sitting position on the bed. His wand twirling lazily in his hand.

"Besides" added George "Cheska here isn't even out of bed yet"

You writhed like a caged animal growling

"You two trapped me in it!"

"Did we?!" gasped Fred grinning at his twin brother who replied "And here we were thinking you were keeping us waiting, shame on you"

"...when I..." you huffed at last wrenching one of your arms free from the prison of linens, the twins eyed you warily, "...get out of this" you continued pulling your other arm free from the bed sheets. The twins were off the bed now. George grabbing your wand as you lunged for it your legs getting caught and you tumbling to the floor with a crash. "I'm going to kill both of you!" you yelled as the twins roared with laughter.

"Now we know you don't need this..." said Fred tossing your wand into the air and catching it "to defend yourself but you'll get it back when you've calmed down and had some breakfast"

"That" added George "And we don't need you hexing us because of your tardiness"

You glared daggers up at them a grin spreading across your face.

"Oh I don't need to be the one hexing you"

you purred steeling a glance at Ginny who grinned back at you.

"Remember that spell we were practicing Ginny? The one you could do better than me?"

Ginny's grin spread wider

"Of course I do"

You looked at Fred and George with Triumph as Ginny raised her wand.

"Good Morning Cheska Dear" called Mrs. Weasley as you settled yourself between Hermione and Ginny at the table for breakfast. "I sent Fred and George up for you and Ron ages ago" she simpered shoving a plate of eggs bacon and toast in front of you and warming it with a wave of her wand. "Ron was down in minutes sopping wet, had to get changed into new robes I was so worried they'd do the same to you, those two" she ended on an exasperated note.

"We'd never do that to Cheska." interjected Fred blasting the last of the winged bogies that had been pelting towards his face from the hall like a javelin with his wand and looking irritated.

"Even if she deserves it" added George sitting down at the table and looking grumpy.

You grinned at Ginny. She had preformed a spectacular Bat Bogie Hex that had sent Fred and George racing from the room dropping your wand as they waved their arms to deter the mass of winged bogies that zoomed after them throughout the house.

"Cheska's terrified of being under water Mum you know this" finished George shoveling large amounts of egg and toast into his mouth.

You looked down at your lap and the twins added hurriedly

"That and she'd of done us in worse than Ginny's Hex"

You smiled at the appreciatively. As Mrs. Weasley's attention had been switched from your fear to Ginny's use of magic.

"It's not like the ministry can tell who's using it mom!" cried Ginny who winked at you as sign to escape from the Kitchen while her mother was distracted. Grabbing the twins the three of you Ron Hermione and Harry bolted out the doors to the wide front Garden where Mr. Weasley having just put up the Chickens pulled a sheaf of large parchment tickets out of an over sized Jeans pocket. You and Hermione suppressed grins. Mr. Weasley had obviously picked out the muggle attire himself. Along with the over-sized jeans he sported a very brightly colored golfing sweater held together by a very thick leather belt.

He looked up as the you and the others piled out onto the lawn smiling hopefully and spreading his arms so that you could all see his outfit more clearly

"Well...What do you think?"

He said beaming at the small crowed sounding anxious.

"We're supposed to blend in... do I look like a muggle Harry?"

"Yeah" replied harry smiling "Very good Mr. Weasley"

lies

you thought grinning. You wouldn't have had the heart to tell him the truth either.

"Where's Bill, Charlie and Percy?" Yawned George stretching as he spoke. The sun had just lightened over the distant hills and it was clear the twins (and you for that matter) were very tired.

"Well they're Apparating aren't they?" chimed Mrs. Weasley "so they can lay in for a bit" she finished carting a disheveled looking Ginny out into the yard to stand beside you.

"You mean they're still in bed?!" asked Fred grumpily sharing a look with George who leaned over to you and whispered "wish we could still be" relishing in the shade of pink that covered your cheeks as you gave him a shove. "Why can't we apparate too?!"

"because you're not of age!" replied Mrs. Weasley giving you a questioning look at your sudden change of color. "And you haven't passed your test"

"Cheska has!" Interjected George "She's a year ahead of us she passed it three months ago"

"I've already told Cheska that we'll be doing no side along apparition!" snapped Mrs. Weasley.

"You have to pass a test?"

asked Harry who then received a detailed explanation from Mr. Weasley about the laws and basics of apparition including splinching.

"Have you ever splinched before Cheska?" asked Harry looking over at you from behind his round rimmed glasses.

"A couple times yeah." you replied smiling at him. " I didn't pass on my first try left my big toe and left ring finger behind" you laughed and harry gave you a strange look. "but Madam Pomphery fixed me right up and I was good as new. I haven't splinched since. Took me a while to find my ring finger though. Lucky for me Fred and George were watching and remembered where I had been standing." you laughed again remembering how panic stricken you were trying to find the finger. Messed up yes, but still... something to laugh at.

It wasn't funny at all

you thought wincing internally at the memory.

"So why aren't you apparating Cheska?" asked Hermione

"because I'd never hear the end of it from these too yeah?" you replied flinging an arm over each twins shoulder fondly. They were each about a head taller than you and when they stood up straight your feet left the ground.

"Right you are" said Fred

"Definitely wouldn't let you live it down" added George

"Well" said Mr. Weasley counting with his index finger to make sure everyone was accounted for. "we better get going we have a bit of a walk"

"Mr. Weasley" you said glancing at Fred and George and grinning. The twins grinned back. "Where are we walking too exactly?"

"To the world cup?" asked Harry curiously.

"No No" said Mr. Weasley "that's miles away we only need to walk a short way" You reached down and grasped the twins hands in your own and Fred traced his thumb along the back of your left hand. You glanced at him from the corner of your eye. "Just a mile or two north of here beyond that hill by the big beech-"

"Arthur!" cried Mrs. Weasley Wrenching George from your grip and reaching for Fred.

But it was too late, you knew exactly where it was you Fred and George had spent many a summer days up there riding out on your broom sticks (you staying as close to the ground as possible) and testing out their inventions. That was all it took. You spun on your heel picturing the place in your mind and with a loud 'Crack' you and Fred were gone.