Chapter 34
Fred and George were sitting together in bed. They had two beds, each dormitory had enough beds for everyone after all, but the twins just didn't care. They'd always slept in the same bed, ever since they were little. They weren't about to stop just because they were at school.
"I don't know if the aging potion will work Fred." George said, discussing their plans to enter the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
"Well if we can't use an aging potion, how the hell are we ever going to get our names in?" Fred flopped backwards, his head barely missing the headboard.
"Well we could always fold up our names and chuck them into the goblet. Or we could get some older student to drop out names in for us." George suggested, flopping backwards to lay with his twin.
"Yeah, that could work, but how could we convince someone to do that for us?"
"We could always bribe them." George said.
"With what? Untested products? All the money we get from sales has been going into ingredients to make new products." Fred pointed out.
"Oh yeah, well we could just blackmail them." George said, turning on his side to grin at Fred.
Fred turned to grin right back. "I like the way you think, brother dear." He said, leaning forward to brush his lips against the others.
~SEX SCENE!~
George smiled and flipped himself so he was lying atop Fred now, covering his twin's body with his own. Fred groaned at the feeling, he loved when Fred did this. He felt so safe, and loved. Fred wound his arms around George's back, holding him close as they began to kiss heatedly.
"Mm, George please." Fred mumbled into his twin's lips as they pulled apart.
George just chuckled warmly. "Always my Fred, anything for you." With that he swooped in for another kiss, pulling at Fred's buttons and running his hands across the other boys chest as he did so.
Fred moaned as George massaged his chest and buried his hands in George's hair, tugging it like he knew George enjoyed and just as he knew he would, George's kisses became more fevered when he began to tug his hair.
"Turn over." George growled out. Fred shivered in anticipation and did as he was instructed, turning over to present himself to his brother, looking over his shoulder to see George casting a spell to coat his fingers in lubricant. Fred gasped as the cold fingers began prodding his entrance, his gasps quickly turning into grunts of pleasure as they entered him and he felt them pushing deep within. George went straight for his prostate, the small gland making him keen in ecstasy and arch against the fingers.
"Now George, please!" Fred moaned out, shaking his head from side to side.
And then he felt it, the blunt head of George's cock pressing against him. He arched desperately and managed to get George in an inch, and he could hear George groan at his actions. George grabbed his hips and pushed in the rest of the way quickly, making Fred drop his head forward and groan loudly and twist his hips, trying to get George to continue moving.
And move George did, setting up a gloriously fast pace, the sound of their flesh slapping together echoing throughout the room, nearly all that Fred could hear aside from the sound of their labored breathing.
George could feel Fred tensing underneath him, beginning to shake, and he shuffled forward, pressing so that Fred was supported by the pillows. He reached forward, grasping at his twin's pulsing member. Fred twisted under him, crying out wordlessly and his seed flew out, coating his stomach and leaving a wet spot on the sheets beneath him.
George was so close, he pulled out and began to stroke himself, not wanting to make Fred sore and felt himself shoot out all over his brother's back and ass.
Collapsing alongside Fred, George pulled Fred up to him, cuddling him and pulling his away from the wet spot on the bed, the still warm cum making a wet squelching noise between them before he spelled it away.
~SEX SCENE OVER~
Both boys sighed, drifting out of consciousness, all thoughts of how they would enter the Tri-Wizard Tournament left behind as they entered dream land.
"So what is with you two? Are you like dating or something?" Seth asked, once they'd exited the dining hall.
Harry pulled a face at the insinuation. "No!" He replied. "Nothing like that."
"So then what is it that being an incubus would make interesting?" Seth insisted, turning to face Marshall now since Harry seemed so tight lipped.
"It really isn't my place to say." Marshall shrugged apologetically with a glace in Harry's direction and so Seth rounded back to Harry.
Harry sighed. "Well you see, you know how I told you that Moore was my roommate, but that now he isn't?" Harry started.
"Yeah, you said it was my fault for jinxing you." Seth remembered with a smile.
"Well, he didn't take the rejection well, just like you thought." Harry told him.
"So you got into a fight?" Seth guessed.
Harry wished that had been it. "Not exactly, that implies I had the opportunity to fight back." He grumbled. "No the bastard didn't even have the balls to face me head on, so he tied me up. Thankfully Marshall is my other roommate and he untied me." Harry threw a thankful look to the other boy who nodded.
Seth blanched. "You don't mean... He didn't?" Harry and Marshall both nodded somberly.
"Oh god, that sick fuck!" Seth cursed, his voice soft but fierce.
"What I was referring to as him being an incubus making interesting is the trial this weekend." Marshall explained.
Seth's eyes widened. "Oh shit, you're right. No one will believe an incubus said no, that case will be damned near impossible to win." He groaned in sympathy for his friend.
Harry nodded. "That's exactly why I haven't told anyone but you, and now Marshall, what I am. Hopefully it won't come up in court."
"Let's hope not." Marshall agreed.
Lucius was sitting in his office, enjoying a brandy, when he got the owl.
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
It is our unfortunate duty to inform you that there will be a hearing this Friday at 4pm. The accused, Jason Moore, will be charged with kidnapping, rape and intent to rape a minor. This letter will activate as a portkey at 2:30 at which time both you and your son will be transported to a secured location where you will both receive legal aid if you require it and your son's testimony and initial statement will be taken.
From,
Maria Stratford
Secretary to the Minister of Magic, Italian Branch
Lucius growled, that barely gave them any time to prepare.
"Mipsy!" He called out. A pop sounded in the room as an elf appeared at his side.
"What can Mipsy be doing for master?" The elf asked.
Lucius thrust the glass of brandy at the elf who took it without question. "Get me something stronger, now."
Dear Harry,
Granger and the Weasel have been fighting quite a bit lately and I thought you might like to know. Weasley continues to insist that you are a traitor at every opportunity. It got to the point that Granger threatened to hex him silent and when things escalated between Weasley and I she stayed out of it. I know you didn't want me calling her a mudblood, but it was a close call. I think she might have caught on that I called her by her name instead so you might want to think of what to do if she really is as clever as you've implied and figured things out.
Draco