warning: graphic sexual content is very very apparent in this chapter. just letting you know.

After Mum and Dad had left, I helped Fred change into his pajamas "I mean seriously George. I'm not completely helpless."
"Well, you just have to make sure your warm enough. The Yule Ball is tommorow night and you dont want to get sick and wimp out on Angelina now, right?"
Fred looked horrorstruck, "Oh my God...George, I totally forgot about it. Thats tommorow night!"
"Yeah."
"Listen, I didnt want to ask her...but we were fighting and - "
"Dont worry about it." I rested my hands on his shoulders, "You'll have a great time."
"Your not going?" Fred turned around so we were face to face, "I thought maybe you'd have asked Katie..."
"I'm not really interested Fred," I smiled.
"No you have to go, George. I dont care if your alone, your going."
"Fred - really."
As soon as I had spoken, Fred gave me that 'Dont even think about trying to change my mind' look. Smiling to myself, I continued, "Well, I dont have anyone to dance with."
"Dont be stupid, I'll dance with you."
I snorted, "Honestly Fred, what will people think?"
"Who cares? People will think we're joking around."

That night, I lay in bed thinking about the next 24 hours. Fred was already fast asleep, as was Lee. Rolling over onto my stomach, memories started to flood my brain. I closed my eyes and replayed the memory of Fred and I's first kiss, first cuddle.

"What are you thinking about George?" It was the summer of our fourth year, our love having finally reached its full bloom. Fred's arms were wrapped around my waist as we lay together in the bed we sometimes shared in our room at the Burrow. "About school," I whispered, "I have a feeling something bad is going to happen this year."
"Why do you say that?" asked Fred, propping himself up on his elbow.
"I dont know, its just a stupid thought. Thats all."
Fred lay back down, and buried his nose into my hair, "Nothing's going to change, George. I swear it."
I turned back over so we were facing eachother, "I know." I ran my fingers through his unruly strands and gently brushed my lips against his, "I'm just worried someone's going to find out about us."

"And if they do?"
"I don't know."

I sunk deeper into my pillows, as Fred enclosed his bare arms tighter around my stomach. "If they find out, nothing will change." I was having doubts at that time about Fred and I's relationship. We were alot closer to eachother than we were with Ron, or Percy. Our parent's just dismissed it as a twin thing.

When we were five and Fred broke his ankle, I cried.
When we were ten and I got lost in Diagon Alley, Fred was more upset than my mother.
We had always been that close. And our family didnt think it was weird at all.

Saturday morning I woke with a start. My dress robes were already hanging neatly by the mirror. "Those house elves certainly get a move on early."
I turned around, and there was Fred all bleary eyed and propped up on his elbows.
"Tell me about it. But I can tell you right now that most of the girls have already started."
"Hah, most likely."

I cuddled down next to Fred, and pulled the covers up to my chin, "How are you feeling?"
"Better," he said with a nod, "I had a rough night last night. You were moaning and groaning in your sleep. Hell, you even woke Lee up, and you know how hard it is to wake him up."
"I was?"
"Yeah. What were you dreaming about?"
"About us. That summer during our fourth year. You know, before Tom Riddle...and Ginny."
"You were right. Bad things did happen that year."

There was complete silence for a few minutes until Lee Jordan poked his head in, "Listen, you two better get a move on the showers quick. The first years are starting to get up and you know how long they take."
"Alright, alright," grumbled Fred, "Save us one, will you."
"You mean two right?"
"Yeah sure, whatever. I mean George and I can take turns."
"Alright." And with that, Lee had disappeared out the door again.
"Take turns? Fred, I dont think you and I have ever taken a shower alone."

After Fred and I had gathered clean clothes, we headed to the boys bathroom, the first years on our heels. "Run George!" Fred grabbed my hand a pulled me directly into the bathroom, slamming the door in some confused looking first year's faces. "That was close."

The bathroom was completely empty, save Lee Jordan who was finishing up in the last stall. The showers went in sections down two rows, each with two-way sliding glass doors (so that the occupant could see out, but the person on the outside could only see their own reflection). Fred and I took the one nearest the end. Closing the door behind him, Fred let out a chuckle, "And -" he waited a few seconds until the bathroom doors began to open, "Now." The roar of grumbling male students had entered the bathroom, all of them slamming the glass doors behind them as they found a shower. Over the hollering and yelling I could pick out Ron's voice, "Honestly Harry, I dont know how I'm going to hide myself. Did you see the collar? Its terrible!"
Another boy with a thick Scottish accent was telling his friends about how he planned on getting smashed afterward, "I mean come on. What good is a dance without a couple bottles of whiskey and a few girls?"

As I listened to the commotion outside, Fred started to get undressed. When I heard the soft plop of Fred's clothes hitting the tile floor, I instantly turned around. "Why didnt you tell me?" I asked, "This is my favorite part."
Fred didnt look so pale anymore as he stood before me, but I could tell the effects of the fever hadn't totally worn off.

I pulled off my shirt, and then the rest of my clothes came off too, as Fred turned the faucets on, hot water spraying over both our bodies. My heart was thumping wildly, I could tell by Fred's expression what he wanted to do. Wrapping his arms around my bare chest, he whispered, "George...I think I should make up for what I did to you."

"Fred, it wasnt your fault - it was me. "
"No George," he continued to whisper in my ear, his long fingers gently caressing my unruly ginger strands, "I shouldn't have reacted like that." When his lips found mine, Fred's other hand reached below my waist, his fingers gently gliding over the tip of my cock.

I twitched under his grasp, my erection becoming firm and hard in his hands. "I love you," he whispered, "So much."
I slowly made my way down to the cold tile floor, goosebumps rising all along my skin. Fred followed me. Placing his hands on my naked thighs, he lovingly spread them apart so he could crawl between my legs.

I closed my eyes, and waited until my twin's lips wrapped around my cock. The minute his tongue ran over the tip, I had to bite my lip from moaning to loudly, my overly sensitive head tapping the back of my brother's throat. Every few seconds, Fred would look up to check on my expression, his eyes lighting up every time he did so.

My hands settled on my brother's head, my hips thrusting upward with the motions. My cock was throbbing now, more than ever. "Oh! Oh Fred...I think -" I thrusted again, "I think I'm..." My entire lower body tingled as long ropes of my warm, sticky cum shot between Fred's lips, the warmth of my orgasm washing over me in waves.

Fred pulled away, his hand wiping the hot mess off his lips. He came up and sat next to me, resting his hands on my face. Beads of sweat were still clinging to my forehead, my heart still pumping violently, ragged breaths escaping from between my lips. My twin's lips landed on mine, his teeth gently sinking down on my lower lip, I could taste my own salty cum on his tongue when he kissed me.

"Fred I-I-" I was still out of breath, "I wanted to scream so loudly."
"Like you do when we're alone at the Burrow?"
"Oh God yes."
He snickered and rested his head on my shoulder, "It wouldnt have mattered, its too noisy in here anyway."

We kissed over and over again. Our hands searching eachother's exposed bodies. And I knew then what I wanted to do tonight. After the Yule Ball I was going to give Fred what he desired most. I knew it was going to hurt, but I didnt care. He deserved it, after all.

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