Title: The Results
Author: Puh-Schell
Summary: Sequel to Considering, One-Shot / Drabble
Word Count: 670
"This had better work…" Draco muttered.
George rolled his eyes and Fred smirked. "Don't worry." "we even got a necromancer to examine the ritual."
Draco stopped his pacing and regarded the twins closely. A necromancer? Necromancy was forbidden in totally every country of the world. Where did the Weasleys find one?
"A necromancer?"
Fred grinned. "Yeah. Was quite difficult to get hold of him I have to say. Quite difficult."
Draco Malfoy knew the meaning off this message. "I will remember that and even more so when it does work:" he clarified.
"Well, off you are then."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "You don't want to be ere for the ritual?"
George and Fred snorted together. "No. We spent a week searching for these things and" "to be true, we don't get on well with these kind of undead."
Draco was interested in the meaning of that comment, but his father was more important. "It's supposed to summon a Celestrial, right?"
They nodded. "Yes. Right into the room. Have your things ready, the spell and the gem and that's it."
~*~
Fred gasped when George slit inside of him.
He purred and threw his head back, where George met his mouth with a kiss.
George kept this position for a few minutes. Nothing was better than the feeling of Fred around him, encircling him, while they were in their warm 'nest'.
Finally, Fred whined and George started moving slowly. Fred moaned and met each of George's slow, sensual thrusts.
They were interrupted by the familiar buzz which announced that someone had just entered through the backdoor.
Fred and George looked at each other.
"Don't want to stop." Fred whined.
George captured his twins mouth and started the thrusting once again.
"Are you up there?" Draco's voice rung up the stairs.
Fred growled and George stopped.
Fred pouted. "I hate those Malfoys."
George chuckled. "We have to go down." He licked Fred's ear. "Yeah, I know."
He sighed when he slipped out of his brother. The loss of his brother's heat was horrible, but they had had to end their love-making before, usually at the burrow.
"We're coming." George yelled. "Wish I was…" Fred muttered.
Nearly ten minutes later, they both descended the stairs. Thanks to a certain special spell, their erections weren't showing.
As soon as they'd entered the back room, a startled intake of breath was heard.
Surprised, they turned as to see who had made the sound.
Lucius Malfoy was standing, in all his glory, right in the middle of their back room.
Lucius looked over to his son. "These Weasleys helped to restore my soul?"
Draco nodded curtly. "Yes. And a fine job they did, too." Draco smiled at his father. Lucius regarded the twins a long time.
"I seem to need to thank you. A dementor's kiss cannot easily be countered."
Fred and George nearly doubled over from shock. Had Lucius Malfoy just thanked them?
Fred caught himself and grinned. "No thanks needed. But as we remember, your son still owes us the payment."
Lucius raised his eyebrow. "You didn't pay them?"
"Well, it would have been possible that it didn't work."
Fred and George looked like they'd been insulted. "Just to let you know, our inventions and everything we look up always works."
Lucius nodded. "Yes, it seem so. So… we owe you the payment. How much is it?"
Fred shook his head. "We didn't want money."
George went to find their list. Once he was back, he handed it to Lucius. "That's the list of the things that we want. Most of them are potions ingredients, but hard to come by. And as a Weasley you don't get them in Knockturn Alley."
"And while being the Weasley Twins does, we don't want anybody to know we've gotten this things."
Lucius nodded. "You will get your things. I am very happy to be back."
Fred grinned. "Well, that's not something many people will say, but we appreciate business with you."
Lucius eyes gleamed. "That is something that I will remember."