disclaimer: we all know its fun to play in another persons universe... clearly i am just playing with this plot
I would like to thank my helpful beta LittleMiss1203
Sunday dinner was always a relaxing event, but lately Hermione seemed to be even more excited to attend. Molly always made so much good food and the company wasn't bad either but there was something new. One day, a few months ago, the twins lured Hermione into sitting between them for dinner so they could talk to her about the research they needed to do on Serenading Stones. This product was a challenging one and every week they would pick back up the conversation over dinner with Hermione.
As the weeks continued, Hermione began to look forward to Sunday dinners more every week. Maybe it's because she developed a small crush on the twins. No, she tells herself. She couldn't possibly like them both, no matter what fantasies come to mind when either one whispers in her ear. She has thought of every interaction with them to the point that she has to force herself to stop, fearing she was bordering on obsession.
Almost every week one or both of them find little ways to touch her, grazing her hand with theirs or brushing her hair behind her ear when talking with her. They had each let their hands linger just a little longer than necessary on her waist while steading her after apparition. These are the moments that caused her to wonder if maybe they could like her as well. Then the touch ends, the hand pulls back and Hermione reminds herself that she has an overactive imagination, pushing those thoughts aside.
This dinner is no different. When Hermione walked toward the table, Fred pulled out a chair for her. She sat down and Fred took the seat to her left followed closely by George on her right. The others sat around the table and began passing around the food.
"So, Hermione, this week we tried to charm the stones individually like you suggested." George's tone suggested that it did not go well. Hermione bumped her shoulder into his to get his attention.
"Tell me what happened." She said, holding his gaze for a moment before looking back at her plate for another bite.
"Well, after I charmed 6 different rocks with various songs, they all started singing at the same time. Fred had to place a silencing charm around the back room to keep the customers from complaining." George explained. Hermione looked over at Fred and frowned. Fred is trying not to laugh while George continues his thought. "I think I should skip the proximity charm? Or maybe modify it? I'm not sure." He says, looking a bit defeated.
Hermione slips her arm through his and he shakily inhales a short breath as he looks down at where she has placed her arm.
"Maybe you should add a time delay and increase the proximity range. That way once the first is activated no others will begin until it is their turn? I think this is close to being complete. We just need to work out the finishing details." She suggested. When Hermione caught George's eye again, she was bubbling with excitement.
Fred is starting to feel left out so he leaned over and whispered into Hermione's ear. "We're looking into different muggle songs to include. Do you have any suggestions?"
Hermione thought for a moment before taking a deep breath and rapidly listing songs and their artists:
"'If You Could Only See' by Tonic, 'Tearin Up My Heart' by NSYNC, 'Sex and Candy' by Marcy Playground, 'Only Wanna Be With You' by Hootie and the Blowfish, 'This Kiss' by Faith Hill, 'How Do I Live' by Leann Rimes-"
"Whoa." Fred interrupted her. Hermione refocused her attention on him. "Hold on a moment while I summon something to write with?" He continued.
Hermione nodded and waited until he had parchment in hand before listing them again. He hurriedly jotted them down, silently hoping his mother didn't notice what he was doing. This would not be the first nor would it be the last that he was scolded for having an open ink pot at the dinner table. Molly caught his eye and was about to open her mouth when Hermione grabbed the parchment and ink well hiding them from view.
After dinner, Hermione decided to take a walk. The birds are singing and this is her favorite time of the year. It's springtime but not so early that the earth is still frozen, and not so late that you can feel that rush of summer heat. This is right in the middle when the flowers are in bloom and the water has a bit of a chill to it. This is her favorite time to just be outside.
Hermione walked away from the house and toward the orchard. In the distance, she can hear the soft babbling of the nearby brook. She followed the water as it flowed into the nearby lake, and considered taking a swim. The setting sun casts shadows through the tree branches, and Hermione reaches her decision, pulling off her light pink tank top.
As she reached the lake, she dropped her shirt and quickly removed her tan shorts and sandals, leaving it all under a nearby tree. Earlier that morning she put on her new purple bikini with the hope that she would find herself swimming before the day ends. She had been mildly saddened when no one was interested in swimming before dinner. Without looking around, Hermione ran up to the water, jumping in. A few minutes later she resurfaced. After swimming around for a bit, Hermione decided to spend some time floating on her back.
As the sun sunk lower, Hermione climbed out of the water and laid down on a large rock to dry off. The wind was blowing a little stronger by now and Hermione enjoyed the gentle breeze and the slowly setting sun. For once, she's not bothered by not having a book in her hands. Finding herself content as she was, Hermione slowly drifted off to sleep.
Just a few minutes later, the twins arrived at the lake. It would seem that they had also planned a nice relaxing swim before the day ended. Each twin was already dressed in their swim trunks: Fred in blue and George in green. The twins walked over from the Burrow rather than taking the indirect path that Hermione had wandered, meaning that when they reached the water's edge, they weren't close enough to notice Hermione as she slumbered.
Suddenly, both twins ran and jumped into the water. They landed at almost the same moment as if they planned it. When they surfaced, they began splashing each other and seeing who could shove the other under the water first. George was the winner.
"Well, since I won that round, you know you have to answer my next question." George stated as he began to make his way back to more shallow water.
"Obviously." Fred commented, under his breath, before following his brother. "Go on then."
By now, the twins were sitting in the shallow water as they talked. A short distance away, Hermione began to stir, unaware that the twins were nearby.
"What is our next step for wooing Hermione?" George asked. They were looking out into the distance, oblivious to their surroundings. Hermione, on the other hand, heard her name and was now listening intently trying to hear what she missed before they said her name.
"Well, Gred, I'm not sure. I suppose we could just ask her out? We already talk to her every chance we get. I love getting to brush my hand against hers or brush the hair from her eyes."
"I know what you mean, Forge. And her ideas on how to modify or enhance our products are amazing. I almost forget that I can't just kiss her when she comes up with the most brilliant ideas." George admitted. Hermione was stunned. She must have heard wrong. No, that is exactly what they were discussing. Hermione looked over at the handsome twins and she realized that they had no idea she was there. If only they knew how she felt.
A sudden idea formed in her mind. Silently, Hermione slipped into the water and slowly moved closer to where the twins were sitting. They were still in the water but looking away from where she was. Hermione had a slight smile on her lips as she imagined their reaction to seeing her.
"But could it really be that simple?" George wondered. Hermione was about 10 feet away from them and she moved closer. "Can we really just say 'Hermione, we have liked you for a while now and I know this may be overwhelming but would you at least consider dating the both of us? With our twin bond we find it best to date the same witch and we adore you.'"
Hermione was now directly behind them and was giddy to know that she had successfully snuck up on the pranksters. They must be really deep in thought over this if they hadn't noticed her. Hermione decided to put them out of their misery so that she can see them smile again. Leaning forward she whispered in George's ear.
"I would love to. Thank you for asking. That was the sweetest thing Ithink Ihave ever heard." She answered, Both men jumped when they heard her voice. Hermione wrapped her arms around George and neither twin dared to speak.
Finally, George slowly turned his head to look into her eyes, while Fred Turned to fully face her.
"Of course I'll date you both. I would never be able to choose between you. I've also liked you both for some time but I didn't know how to bring up the conversation." She admitted with a blush.
While she spoke, she reached out to Fred pulling him close. George leaned forward and placed a simple kiss on her lips. He pulled away too soon for Hermione and she followed him as he leaned back. She pressed her lips more firmly on his as Fred wrapped his arms around her waist, patiently waiting his turn.
When she pulled away from George, Fred tugged her so that she was facing him before he placed a kiss to her lips as well. George moved closer to her until she was sandwiched between the two of them. When there was finally a pause in the kissing, Fred spoke "What are you doing out here? We thought you went home after dinner."
Hermione looked at him before responding, "I was going to head home after a short walk through the trees but then the water looked so inviting. When I was done swimming I laid on that rock to dry." She paused, pointing over to the rock she previously napped on. "I must have fallen asleep because I didn't hear you guys walk up."
George leaned his head on her shoulder while she was talking.
"I guess that's why we didn't know you were out here. You must have been sleeping. Sorry we woke you, love." George apologized.
"Don't be, I'm glad I got woken up by the both of you." Hermione said with a smile.
As they were talking, the sun set and the water became a bit too chilly for them to continue sitting in it.
"Were you ready to head home? Or should I start a fire?" Fred asked as they climbed out of the water.
"A fire?" She questioned excitedly, her eyes lighting up, "That sounds like a wonderful way to end the day."
"Alright, love, let me get started on that." Fred replied, kissing her on her cheek.
Back at the Burrow, Molly and Arthur were relaxing in the garden.
"Dinner was lovely, as always, darling. I'm so happy that everyone was able to come."
"As am I. I wonder what's going on with the twins. How long do you think they've liked Hermione?"
"I think the question we need to ask is how long until they tell Hermione?" Arthur corrected, wrapping his arm around Molly's shoulders. In the distance they could see the smoke from a small fire in the orchard.
"Did any of the boys say they were going to be here still? Or have they all gone home?" He questioned.
"Actually, Hermione mentioned going for a walk just after dinner. Then a little while later the twins said they fancied a swim. I wonder if the 3 of them met up?" Molly asked, sounding completely innocent when she said this. However, Arthur noticed the mischievous look in her eye.
"None of them knew the other was out there did they?" He asked her with a smile. Molly was always up to something. Not that he minded, she needed something to keep her mind busy while raising all their children. And the stories he usually received in the evenings were always worth the wait. Did the children ever notice what she did? No, they just blamed it all on the twins.
But sometimes Bill or Charlie looked like they knew their mother was up to something. Not that they ever said anything to him. He loved his family with all their quirks. Rather than answer, Molly kissed his cheek before getting up and heading back into the house. With a soft laugh, Arthur followed after her, wondering if his twins will get the girl.
George summoned a blanket for them to sit on and Hermione settled in between them. Fred looped his arm around her waist and George wrapped his around her shoulders. Both seem content to just sit with her, watching the fire. Hermione asked a question about the product they were discussing earlier and they all fell back into the conversation that was started at dinner. They discussed the details for hours. Fred continued to tend the fire, keeping them warm. All of them were reluctant to head home just yet so they snuggled together, telling themselves that it doesn't need to end just yet. It was late when Hermione laid down after asking to use George as a pillow. Fred laid down behind her, hugging her close.
It was around midnight when Arthur looked out his window and saw a slight glow in the distance. Clearly, the twins are still out there. Idley, Arthur wondered if Hermione was with them and he planned to tell Molly about the camp out so she can feed the twins in the morning.
When Arthur awoke, Molly was already in the kitchen and there was tea waiting for him on the table. Walking over to Molly, he wrapped her in a hug. "Morning, dear."
"Morning Arthur, Ron will be up soon and breakfast is almost ready. You seem especially happy this morning." Molly noted,making him a plate.
"I hope you made some extra. It seems the twins were out in the woods late last night."
"Oh Arthur, you know I always make extra. But are you sure? Why would they sleep outside when they could have just come back into the house?"
Arthur chuckles under his breath and mumbles, "Why, indeed."
Molly didn't hear his quiet remark. "Nevermind. I'll ask when they come in. Oh, Ron, there you are. Your father tells me the twins are outside near the lake. Be a dear and tell them breakfast is almost ready?"
Ron stumbled into the room, barely awake. Hearing his mom, he nodded, and walked back out of the room to find his shoes before heading outside in search of his brothers. Not awake enough to wonder why they were here this morning, let alone out by the lake, Ron stumbled in the correct direction, hoping to get back inside for breakfast sooner rather than later.
She opens her eyes to the bright early morning light. Above her, she watched the branches sway in the breeze. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she began to look around. Suddenly, she became aware of the arms wrapped around her and fingers gripping her hip. She turned her head to the left, noticing that she was lying on an arm and saw a familiar face. His eyes are closed there is a hint of a smile on his lips. He appears to still be sleeping. The fingers at her hip have moved to her stomach slowly, lazily drawing circles. Hermione looked to the right and saw another face, nearly identical to his brother. His eyes are slightly open, his smile brighter.
She realized that she is laying between them on a soft blanket and that they were in the orchard that surrounded the Burrow. As she leaned closer to him, he lifted his eyes to hers. He pulled her closer to him as he leaned in to kiss her. Leaning towards one man pulled her away from the other. She heard a slight intake of breath behind her and suddenly a second body was pressed against her.
The man in front of her kissed her lips. A sigh escapes her as she kisses him back. Distantly she realized that another pair of lips began to press kisses along her spine. She leans her head back to catch a breath. The man in front of her dropped his mouth to her throat. And the man behind leaned in to capture her lips for his turn. After a moment he too ended the kiss.
"Good morning, boys. How did you sleep?" She asked, running her hands along George's exposed chest. As her fingers trailed lower on his abdomen, she smiled, stopping at the waistband of his swim trunks as she waited for an answer.
"Morning." Fred said between the kisses he pressed into her spine. "I slept wonderfully with you in my arms. What about you, Georgie?"
"Morning." George mumbled as he nibbled at her neck. "My night was marvelous. I will always volunteer to be your pillow. Can we do this more often?"
Rather than answer, Hermione brought her hands up and pulled George closer, kissing him again. His hand on her hip pulled her into his body and she could feel his erection pressing into her. Hermione lifted her leg and hooked it around his hip to bring his body more firmly against hers, fully enjoying the friction caused. A soft whimper escaped her lips as George ground himself against her, exploring the new angle she presented.
Fred started to feel the morning chill, and moved closer to the others, wrapping his arms around the beautiful witch while pressing his body against her barely clothed backside. Slowly Fred ground his own erection into Hermione's plump arse while nibbling and sucking on her neck.
George trailed kisses down Hermione's neck, sliding the edge of her swim top out of the way so that he could lick and suck on her nipple while palming her other breast. Fred turned her head towards him so he could kiss her again.
Hermione moved a little until she was laying on her back. Both men took turns kissing her before she reached a hand down into George's shorts, gripping his penis. She then reached her other hand behind her and into Fred's swim trunks, grabbing him as well. Both men groaned at the new sensation and Hermione slowly began to stroke them at the same time.
Fred recaptured her lips with his and George returned to her chest, kissing and sucking as much as he could reach with his mouth. Both men placed a hand on each thigh, slowly spreading her legs as their hands inched higher. Fred's hand reached her folds first and he slowly stroked her with a single finger causing her to gasp. George's hand continued its journey until he found her clit. As he began to massage it, Hermione moaned into Fred's mouth.
The grip Hermione had on both men had slackened for a moment before she resumed her previous motions with more vigor than before. After a few more moments George pushed his shorts down. Hermione stopped kissing Fred for a moment to look down at George's newly freed cock.
Hermione then took a moment to pull Fred's shorts down as well. Hermione leaned forward intending to kiss George again while placing a hand on each twin's cock and beginning to stroke them when they all heard a noise. All three look in the direction of the sound and see Ron walking through the trees. The boys grabbed the blanket and covered Hermione.
"Oi, you lot! Mum sent me to find you." Ron stopped abruptly once he was close enough to see how his brothers were currently dressed. He turned around but continued talking. As soon as Ron looked away, the twins fixed their swim trunks and looked at Hermione. She was no longer under the blanket and her swimsuit was back in place.
"I wish I had stayed in the house now. Mum said breakfast was almost ready. If you don't come back soon, I'm sure mum will come up with a reason to come out here herself." Ron paused for a moment choosing his words carefully before saying. "Hermione, I know you and I talked about dating others after the battle last year. Why didn't you tell me you meant my brothers? Guess now is a good time to mention that I have a boyfriend? It's Terry Boot. I think I'll be bringing him to dinner next week."
Ron began walking away and George held out a hand to help Hermione stand. Fred grabbed the blanket and quickly folded it. George was still holding Hermione's hand and he stepped closer to her, placing a brief kiss on her temple.
"I guess we should follow him." He said, looking toward Ron's retreating form. George took a step back as Fred wrapped Hermione in his arms and kissed her nose.
"I can't wait for our next sleepover." Fred told her with a grin.
Walking back to the house holding hands with both men, Hermione was happier than she had been in a while. She vowed that nothing would stand between her and the men that made her happy. Now, they have to face the family who by now probably know what they were up to in the woods.