Gullible

By: Geoffry Dinosaur

Disclaimer: As much as I wish the Harry Potter characters were created by me, they belong to JK Rowling

Warning: Will have future smut and language

Harry had found himself in a bit of a predicament. In a misguided attempt at Gryffindor chivalry , he had volunteered to test a new Weasley product. To say that he trusted the twins was generally a true statement- however when it came to pranks and products, Harry trusted them about as far as he could throw Hagrid. Which was not at all. Why he had agreed to be a tester wasn't something he could really answer... perhaps it was a feeling of obligation to his adopted family, or perhaps it was to impress Ginny Weasley. (Whom Harry assumed he liked.)

Either way, this was both foolish on Harry's part to accept, and exceedingly genius of the twins. They hadn't told him what the product did. Sure, in the vaugest sense of the term, they had. But not really. Wearing identical looks of innocence and matching shrugs, they probably said something along the lines of...

"Harry mate, just the man we wanted to see"

"We could use some assistance, we formulated a new product-"

"with you in mind of course-"

"So whaddya say-"

"About helping us test it!"

Harry was as usual a little bewildered by the Weasley twins' uncanny ability to finish each others sentences. Especially so well. The whole twinness thing disturbed him slightly at times. They were like the personality of 5 people, divided and contained between two.

Harry let his mind take a back seat for a while, just observing their general twinness. He listened half-heartedly, a bemused smile spreading across his features. Harry considered their offer breifly before agreeing.

"Alright, so what does it do? Is this like a new Skiving Snackbox?" Harry inquired.

"Nah Harry, it something specifically to help you" George snickered internally as he said that.

"Yeah Harry my boy, it's meant to make you realize your desires!"

"Not that you'll go jumping anyone..."

"Ewwww. Ginny." Fred and George said together, rolling their eyes.

"Not to worry Harry, you'll have control, it's simply meant to help you achieve whatever you most want!" Fred continued. He was having a difficult time not laughing or smiling in anyway that would alert Harry that things weren't quite as they seemed. Harry was all too gullible. Instead of truly paying attention he was nodding occasionally, a pleased sort of look on his face. He was practicing the art of selective listening, plucking out the words he most wanted to hear and loosing himself in a fantasy of he and Ginny.

The issue in all of this was that Harry didn't really want Ginny. Sure, he thought he did. He thought about her often enough, and everyone expected them to be together, so why shouldn't they? The twins had a long standing theory on this subject. Thus the sweet they would soon hand to Harry. For you see, the product did a little something other than what was described... It was to unleash his darkest desire, and not just of any kind- his darkest sexual desire. Contrary to what the told him, he had no control. So Fred and George eagerly awaited for the fun to unfold.