The Potter Twins
A/N: Thanks to JAML (is this soon enough?), and Eilidh (I lied; it's more like a love, seven-sided figure, LoL. I guess it would be H/G, G/D, D/M, M/R, R/Hr, Hr/H, H/B…if you don't understand, just say so, and I'll clear things up. There's also other ships going on) for reviewing. And I know Amanda read it, but didn't review…so here's the next chapter.
--Chapter Four-- Seduction
Gryffindor Common Room
"Have you seen Parvati or Lavender?" Hermione asked Dean.
"I think they're in their dorm," Dean replied.
"OK," Hermione said, running up the steps to the girls' dormitories. "Parvati, Lavender?"
"Oh hey Hermi," Parvati said.
"Come sit with us. It's been a bit boring in here lately," Lavender said.
"Oh my gosh, I feel so, I don't know the word," Hermione said, putting her head in her hands while sighing.
"What's wrong Hermi?" Parvati asked, wrapping an arm around Hermione as Lavender patted her knee.
Hermione looked up at them and smiled at how much they cared. "I'm not sad, you guys. Potter kissed me in our common room yesterday."
"Oh my God! Was it amazing?" Parvati squealed, jumping to the ground.
"It was brief, but yeah, it was great. Better than anytime any other guy has kissed me," Hermione said, thinking about the kiss she and Harry shared.
"What about Blaise and Ron?" Lavender asked.
Hermione and Parvati both looked at Lavender. Parvati rolled her eyes at Lavender. "Forget about them! The sexiest guy in the school kissed Hermione, our very own bookworm!"
"Yeah, but how will Ron react?"
"Lavender, you can't tell Ron! If you do, I'll tell Dean about the time you and Neville, you know…" Hermione said, her eyes trailing to the bed.
"You wouldn't!" gasped Lavender.
"Don't tell Ron that Potter kissed me then, he doesn't need to know. But Lav, if you do tell, I'll let it slip near Dean."
Lavender looked very worried and Parvati looked at Hermione in awe. That kiss from Harry changed her attitude.
Slytherin Common Room
"Do you think Harry has forgotten about yesterday?" Michelle asked Draco, stroking Tiffy.
"Who cares? If he hasn't, then that's his problem, not ours. What we do is our business, not his," Draco responded, going through the portrait.
"You're right! If he has a problem with us making out, he can kiss my ass."
"Sorry 'Elle, I'll pass on that," Harry said from behind Draco and Michelle.
"You asshole, don't listen in on our conversations," Michelle said, punching Harry's shoulder.
Zippy hissed at Michelle, who stumbled back a bit. Tiffy stuck her long tongue out and hissed even louder at Zippy. Zippy tried to pounce on Tiffy, but Michelle moved her out of the way, making Zippy fall to the ground. Harry scooped him up.
"What's your Tiffler's problem?" Michelle asked, cradling Tiffy.
"I have no idea," Harry replied. "Just ignore him. Come on, let's go eat breakfast, I'm starving."
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"Good mornin' class. Today we'll be learnin' about Tifflers," Hagrid said when all the Gryffindors and Slytherins got to his hut. Hermione looked confused and Michelle smirked. "Can anyone tell me what exactly what eh Tiffler is?"
Michelle shot her hand into the air, Tiffy sticking up her chubby, furry arm too, flying into the air a bit.
"Alrigh', go ahead Michelle," Hagrid said.
"A Tiffler is a winged creature that resembles a teddy bear. It is related to the Niffler, but instead of finding gold, it finds unworthy or untrustworthy people, or people being somewhere they shouldn't. Once the Tiffler has matured, they learn to talk by listening to their owners."
"Very good, five points to Slytherin. Can anyone tell me what the Tiffler does when it finds this person, or when its owner is in danger?"
Michelle raised her and hand, and to her surprise, so did Harry. Tiffy and Zippy were fighting over who could raise their hands up higher while flying up; Zippy was up higher.
"Alrigh' Harry, go ahead," Hagrid said.
"They stick out their long tongues and hiss. Or they just hiss," Harry said.
"Another five points to Slytherin. Now has anyone ever seen a Tiffler?"
Harry, Michelle, and Draco raised their hands. Hagrid laughed.
"All o' yeh have seen one if yeh've seen the furry creatures on Harry and Michelle's shoulders," Hagrid said, grabbing Zippy and Tiffy. "The silver one's a girl, and the green one's a boy. Can anyone tell me the difference between the female and male Tiffler?"
Some of the girls giggled. Draco and Michelle both raised their hands.
"Malfoy," Hagrid said.
"Well the male Tifflers have di-" Draco started before Hagrid cut him off.
"Wrong, Michelle?"
"Male Tifflers have markings around their eyes the shape of diamonds," Michelle said.
"Right, another five points to Slytherin. Now I want yeh to get into pairs and take a Tiffler," Hagrid said, giving Michelle and Harry their Tifflers back. "Sketch a drawing of yehr Tiffler and hand it in next class."
Michelle and Draco took Tiffy to a nearby spot in the grass while Harry and Blaise sat near them. Draco took Tiffy off Michelle's shoulder and placed her on the ground between him and Michelle. They each took out their sketchbooks.
"I can't believe that great oaf is making us draw these things," Draco said.
Tiffy hissed at Draco and Michelle punched his shoulder. "Draco!"
"What? I know what they look like. Fuck, she wouldn't stop hissing at me when I was trying to take your top off last night."
"What were you trying to do to my sister Malfoy?" asked Harry, standing behind Draco.
"Nothing Potter, go back to your girlfriend and Tiffler."
"I swear Mal-"
"Harry, leave Draco alone and stop listening in our conversations you fucker. Draco's right, go back to Blaise and Zippy. What we do is our business," Michelle hissed.
Harry glared at his best friend and twin before sitting back down with Blaise. Blaise touched his arm.
"What's wrong Harry?" she asked.
"I think my best friend and sister are shagging each other," Harry replied, disgusted with the idea.
Blaise gasped. "No!"
"Yes, now don't talk to me, I'm trying to think."
Blaise nodded and Harry pretended to be drawing Zippy, who kept flying around and wouldn't settle down.
Gryffindors
"Look at him! I mean look how he handles Blaise," Parvati sighed.
"He is so hot! I can't believe he kissed Hermione!" Lavender said, sketching the nose of her Tiffler.
"Shh…not so loud. Ron's not supposed to know, so don't tell anyone Neville."
Neville nodded.
""What I would give to be either Blaise or Michelle," Lavender sighed.
"Why are you girls always fancying Malfoy and Potter? You both have great boyfriends," Neville said, sketching the Tiffler the three shared.
"Oh believe me Neville, I love Seamus, I do, I'd just like to change it up a bit," Parvati said.
"So would I," Lavender agreed, looking at Harry longingly.
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"What should we do?" Michelle asked, sitting on the couch in the Slytherin common room.
"There really is nothing to do," Pansy said.
"Is it me, or are there a lot of Slytherins in here? More than usual I mean," Draco said.
"There is, I'm going to ask someone why they're all in here," Pansy said, walking over to a younger Slytherin. Draco, Michelle, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle all watched Pansy talk to the boy before coming back. "He says someone let off a few hundred dungbombs around the castle and it really smells."
"Why don't we go up to the boys dorms then, it'll be quieter up there," Draco suggested.
"Sure," Michelle said, getting up. "It smells too much like cheese down here anyways."
The gang all made their way up to the boys' dormitories to find Theodore Nott and Emma Dobbs making out on one of the beds. Michelle believed they were doing more than making out though; the bed was shaking a lot. Draco cleared his throat and Theodore and Emma separated quickly, resulting in Theodore falling onto the floor. Pansy, Blaise and Michelle all laughed as the two fled the room.
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"Potter, I demand to know why you kissed me last night," Hermione said in her and Harry's shared common room.
"I kissed you because I felt like it," Harry replied.
"But why?"
"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."
Hermione looked frightened before anger took over her face. Harry just smirked before he left the common room. Big mistake; it really smelt out there, but Harry couldn't go back in there so he plugged his nose and headed to the Slytherin common room.
He entered the common room and since he didn't see his fellow students that were in his year, Harry went up to the dormitories. In there, he found Michelle jumping on one of the beds (the curtains had been removed), Pansy rolling on the floor laughing, Blaise sitting in the corner drinking something, Draco was lying spread out on the bed next to the one Michelle was bouncing on trying to see up her skirt, and Crabbe and Goyle passed out on different beds.
"Alright, who brought out the Fire Whiskey and didn't invite me?" asked Harry.
"It's not Fire Whiskey mate," Draco said.
"It's mine and Pansy's drink called the Michnsy!" Michelle exclaimed.
"Here, try some," Blaise said, handing Harry the bottle she was drinking from.
Harry took a gulp and almost wanted to spit it out. It was very powerful and cold, sending shivers down his spine. "What's in this stuff?"
"We do not speak the ingredients," Michelle said seriously, sounding like Ollivander (the guy who makes wands) before laughing.
"Drink one bottle of that and you'll be like them," Blaise said, nodding her head towards Michelle, Draco and Pansy. "The other two drank five bottles."
Harry downed the rest of the bottle and felt dizzy before all his senses vanished. He grabbed another bottle and sat down. Pansy sat on the bed Draco lied on.
"We need to seduce people!" Pansy exclaimed, raising her second bottle of Michnsy in the air. "But we need Blaise liquored up first."
Draco got off the bed and held Blaise as Harry poured the contents of his Michnsy down her mouth. Blaise looked wired.
"Now we need to write down each person of the Gryffindors in our year. Then we'll put them in a hat and draw names," Pansy said.
"Why the Gryffindors?" asked Draco.
"Because nobody really expects Slytherins and Gryffindors to get it on," Pansy replied like it was the most obvious answer.
"But I'm already trying to seduce Ginny Weasley," Draco whined.
"Fine, be a little wimpy fucker, the rest of us will do this. Now, we can get people from the same sex too. Write each name down Michelle as I say them."
Michelle took a piece of parchment and a quill.
"Dean Thomas, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, and Hermione Granger," Parvati said.
Michelle ripped each person's name off the parchment and placed it in the hat Draco held out for her. "You can go first Pansy, it was your idea."
Parvati reached in and took out a piece of parchment. "I got Neville! It won't be that hard to seduce him…heh."
"Blaise."
Blaise pulled out a name and rolled her eyes. "I got Dean."
"Now I'll go," Michelle said, putting her hand in the hat. She unfolded the parchment and read it. "Ron Weasley. Ugh. Sure you're not going for it Draco?"
"Positive, but I can pick for the two idiots," Draco laughed as he read the first name. "Seamus…who should that be for?"
"Goyle!" exclaimed Michelle.
"OK, and then there's Parvati for Crabbe."
"Go Harry."
"OK, I got Hermione," Harry said, reading the name and smirking. He already had a step up on the others.
"OK, we all got our names. Whoever can seduce their person first gets umm…how much money does everyone have on them?" Pansy asked.
"I've got about five Galleons," Blaise said.
"Ten for me," Draco said.
"Same here," Michelle and Harry said together.
"Well I've got ten too…so all together, that makes umm……five, fifteen, twenty, no wait, twenty-five, thirty-five, forty-five Galleons…we should raid Goyle and Crabbe's pockets."
"I ain't doing it," Harry, Draco, Michelle, and Blaise said.
"Fine, I'll do it. Though Michelle should be able to go through Goyle's," laughed Pansy.
Harry looked at Michelle. Michelle laughed.
"I forgot about that night!" she laughed.
"What night?" asked Harry.
"Michelle had to find something hiding in Goyle's pockets," Pansy said, digging in Goyle's pockets and bringing out seven Galleons.
Harry looked at Michelle again and Michelle laughed harder before she started bouncing on the bed again. Pansy brought four Galleons out of Crabbe's pockets.
"So we have…seven and four is eleven, plus forty-five is fifty-six I think. So we have fifty-six Galleons on the table," Pansy said. "We have until the end of the year…or until someone seduces their certain someone."
A/N: Drunkenness! Woohoo!! Oh yes, Michnsy belongs to me, and me alone, LoL. Please review. If you don't know how to review, click the button called Submit Review, type a few words about why you love/hate my fic, then press Send Review and you're done! It's not that hard. Oh yeah, if it's not as long as the others, I'm sorry!! Please forgive me!!