A/N: I'm HOT and you're NOT but if you want to hang with me I'll give you one SHOT!

Everyone Does It

"I-I don't want to," Ron murmured, trying desperately to wriggle away from his brothers.

"You're grown up now, Ron; don't you want to act like it?" The eleven year old boy nodded slowly.

"But I don't think that-that I need to be that grown-up now…"

"All first years do it sometime. You should be happy it's with us, we got it from Percy." Ron shivered picturing Percy forcing his two, younger, twin brothers to the ground. "This is just part of growing up."

"Do I have to?" The twin boys exchanged looks.

"Yeah," George said.

"You have to," Fred finished. Ron's face fell.

"Don't worry, it's not as bad as you think, in fact, you might like it."

"But, I-I like girls, doesn't that make a difference?"

"No," Fred said shaking his head and putting a heavy pressure onto Ron's shoulders forcing him to sink to his knees. George undid the button on Ron's jeans and pulled them down, freeing the naked flesh of the eleven year-old boy.

"No, wait! I don't want to!" Ron yelped his eyes filling with tears as Fred began to undo his own pants and positioned himself in front of Ron. "George?" Ron asked desperately, hoping against hope that his other brother would come to the rescue and reveal that this whole thing was just another prank.

George smiled at Ron as he let his pants drop. He placed a large warm hand on either side of Ron's hips.

"Relax," He whispered, leaning in towards his brother in one harsh thrust.

"See that wasn't so bad," Fred murmured cleaning up his pants with a quick spell and fastening the button. Ron just shivered.

"You're practically an adult now, just like the rest of us," George chimed in ruffling his brother's hair.

"Relax," Fred murmured, placing a heavy hand on Ron's shoulder. He leaned in close to the younger boys face. "It's over," He leaned in, kissing Ron's pink lips lightly.

"Now you're the same as us, you're in control," George nodded.

"Yeah, ok," Ron agreed, sighing, relieved.

"See, it really wasn't that big of a deal," Fred continued. Ron just nodded.

"We're proud of you," George said grinning. The sick feeling at in the pit of Ron's stomach lessened slightly at this and he even managed a smile at his twin brothers.

"Come on, let's go get something to eat," Fred muttered, heading towards the door. George followed.

"Yeah, come on Ron, you're one of us now," George said with a grin. Ron followed feeling numb.

"I'm one of them," Ron mumbled to himself with a deep breath, this wasn't so bad after all.

"But Ron-"

"Shhh, relax Ginny, everyone does it their first year."

A/N: Does this Milkshake bring your boys to the yard?