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After dinner that night the entirety of Gryffindor house gathered in the common room, the walls bursting at the seams from the sheer size of the celebration; even Percy Weasley was ignoring his duties as head of house to allow the festivities, despite how wild they were sure to get. Exams were just around the corner, so everyone had lept at the opportunity to have a little fun before they all locked themselves away in the library for the weeks to come. The radio was blaring music from some indiscriminate wizarding station, the guitar from what sounded to be a rock band echoing off the walls only to be drowned out by the thunder of voices. Buckets of ice and Butterbeer decorated tables alongside spreads of food, sweets and candy supplied by a trip to the Hogwarts Kitchen and Honeydukes cellar by two very energetic Weasleys.
Josie had been dragged up to their dorm by Marina immediately following dinner, the animagus tearing through Josie's and her own trunks of non-uniform clothing to find something for each of them to wear; much to Josie's dismay the other girl insisted she pick out them each things to wear that would draw attention. Now here she was, smoothing down the pleats of the skirt cascading over her thighs and tapping the hard heel of her flats on the hardwood floor in time to the music while Fred and George loudly recapped the game from their point of view to a group of wide eyed first years.
Fred was in the middle of re-enacting him throwing his club at the back of the Slytherin beaters head, armed fully with Butterbeer bottle Beaters bat, when whistles ran through the common room, starting at the rear corner and rippling back with fading volume. Never one to miss out on anything worth attention; the twins quickly barreled their way through the crowd with Josie in tow close behind. Breaking through the thick line of students Josie's eyebrows rose into her hairline when she saw who was occupying the chair shoved into the corner, the twin's hoot of appreciation drowning out her gasp of pleasant surprise.
Lee Jordan had his arms wrapped tightly around the girl laid across his lap, bright red high tops and dark smooth legs thrown over the chairs arm as Marina gripped the back of his neck to keep him locked in the kiss even though he was grinning at the crowd's reaction. Josie felt her cheeks flush at their situation, giggling softly as they pulled apart to smile at each other. The twins clapped loudly, whistling for Lee as their each wrapped an arm around her.
"Finally he gets a girl, only took him five years." Fred joked. "Oi! Look who's talking!" Lee called back, wrapping his arms around the girl in his lap as Fred and George leaned against the wall on either side of him. "That's only because they were dorky looking devils until this year-" Oliver started from his place sitting on the table near them, a half empty bottle of Butterbeer hanging from his fingers. "Now they're just slightly better looking devils." Josie interrupted, smiling cheekily at Fred as she sipped her drink and ducked away from his playful swat. Oliver chuckled, shaking his head at their antics before continuing. "You Lee, just have a big mouth. " Lee scowled at Oliver's statement, the expression harsher as Marina collapsed into a fit of giggles. "So does she!" Lee's voice rose as he pulled Marina closer and poked her in an attempt to make her stop laughing, earning a smack in the back of the head.
"That why you work well together." Josie replied, smiling at the grin and stuck out tongue Marina gave Lee. They were too sickeningly perfect for each other, their personalities meshing to create a truly dynamic relationship. She could only hope people saw that in her relationship with the twins like she saw it in their relationship. As she watched as Fred and George joked with Oliver and Lee, their smiles keeping her eyes locked to their faces as the four boys teased each other back and forth she felt her heart grow light. Her eyes followed the lines that indented their skin as their teeth bared in amusement, drawn to the lines of their lips as they talked and distracted by the glint in their eyes when they glanced her way. Her hair swung to brush her cheeks as she turned her head from them, the heat in her cheeks furthering her embarrassment at being caught.
"You were staring." Oliver commented as he leaned next to her place propped against a long high table moved against a wall. Clearing her throat and brushing the stray hair from her eyes she looked at him, attempting to diffuse the awkward situation in the best way she knew. "So were you if you noticed." She joked, swirling the remaining punch in her cup. Wood chuckled, taking the cup from her fingers and nodding towards the table full or refreshments. "Can I get you some more?" he asked politely, watching her expectantly as he waited for her answer. "Oui, thank you." She replied softly, turning back to watch Lee playfully chase the twins around the table over a joke taken too far. Laughing as Fred nearly tripped over a table leg, she graciously took the cup from Oliver upon his return.
"Oi! That's our job." George called, grinning widely as Josie rolled her eyes. "Yeah? Well you're bloody terrible at it." Oliver replied, smiling at Josie in good humor before walking off to talk to the other seventh years that had gathered around the chessboard. "He's too old for you!" George joked, elbow bumping into her side as he nudged her. "He's too tame for me." She replied, smiling up at him playfully and leaning up to press her lips gently against the corner of his mouth, his lips quirking in a smirk at her actions. The tip of his nose brushed against her skin as he turned to place a kiss on her flushing cheek, pressing his forehead against her temple before drifting to rest his lips against her ear. The intake of breath was cut off by Marina jerking Josie away by the wrist, dragging her out to the clearing in the middle of the common room as an all too familiar song began to play.
Josie rolled her eyes as muggle and half-blood girls flooded the area, the voice of ABBA playing through the radio as most of the purebloods watched in confusion. The stares drove nervousness down her spine, her lip catching between her teeth and her eyes darting helplessly between Marina and the rest of the group. She only managed a smile when Marina began to loudly sing along to the song, bumping her hips against the thicker girl's until she finally broke down and joined in her fun. Heads turned when the animagus's voice broke over the sound pouring from the speakers, Marina belting out the chorus of "Voulez Vous" alongside the melody as she threw her hands into the air. Josie glanced towards the twins, watching as they leaned against the wall next to Lee and crossed their arms as they watched. Josie's eyes met Fred's as he winked, sending a flush across her cheeks and a spark of confidence through her heart.
It didn't take much more of Marina's prodding to get Josie moving along to the beat with her, her hips rocking with the music as her friend's hands gripped hers and swung her around excitedly. Josie could not have cared less as the straps of her bra slipped down her shoulder and her skirt swung around her thighs. Even if she wasn't the best at non-traditional dancing, she still had fun doing it. She had danced to this song many times at her Aunt's house, Andrea often forcing Paxton into the kitchen with them as they sang loudly to the music and jumped along the hardwood floor. Josie's found herself returning to that place of ease, another glance to the twins spurring her on out of her apprehension and into the relaxed confidence she soon fell into.
"You're saying it wrong!" Josie spoke loudly in Marina's ear, causing the other girl to turn to look at her with an amused raise of her brow. "You sing it then!" She yelled back, nudging her shoulder into Josie's before continuing to twist herself to the beat. "I dare you!" The addition to Marina's sentence rose Josie's eyebrows upward, a small smile quirking upward at the edges of her lips. It didn't take but one more time of Marina butchering the French lyrics for Josie to take over for her, giggling loudly as her friend leaned her back against her own and rocked herself into her as Josie corrected her pronunciation in a half singing half spoken voice while leaning back against her.
Marina smiled widely at her and winked, causing the other girl to grin before disappointment rose in her as the song ended and the crowd grew as a slow song began to drift through the room. Lee took Marina's hand and drew him to her, wrapping his arms around her waist as she circled his shoulders in hers. Everyone separated into couples so quickly Josie found herself on the edges of the makeshift dancefloor, fingering the sleeves of her shirt as she watched with a small smile on her face.
She couldn't help but look around for the twins again, not spotting their shaggy ginger hair anywhere through the crowd. The familiar pang of jealousy stung her as she watched Lee twirl Marina over-zealously, catching sight of Bijou with a very tall and larger set boy and Oliver with a very small and pretty blonde swaying awkwardly in the outskirts of the group. Once again she looked around for them; blue eyes only catching sight of Percy's ginger hair playing chess in a corner in her search.
"Looking for someone?" voices asked in unison behind her, her body turning slowly to look up at matching grins that sparked a third one from her lips. "How long have you been there?" she asked, tucking hair behind her ear and stepping closer towards them to get out of the way. "Long enough to notice you're looking for someone." Fred replied cheekily, smiling down at her as he wrapped his fingers around her wrist. The three glanced between each other for a few moments before Josie formed the strength to ask them what she wanted to. "Do you want to-"Her head nodded towards the couples before she continued. "-dance or something?" she finished, biting down on her lip awkwardly as she waited for their reply. "We'd love to-" "-but we've got a better idea."
Fred pulled her towards the boy's staircase as George picked up a bag from under a table, slinging it over his shoulder with a wink at her as the three disappeared up the stairs and into their room. Josie had barely hit the soft comfort of the scarlet blankets on George's bed where Fred had swung her laughing by her hand before her cheeks were captured between his hand and his lips were pressed against hers. Her air was caught in her throat by her surprise, releasing slowly as he pulled away from her long enough to shift his position on the bed to swing her legs over his before kissing her again. Soon she was melting into him, her hands gripping the front of his shirt and her lips moving back against his as her wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her against him. The kiss was innocent enough in its beginning, but the fierceness that she felt through his skin rattled her to her core. Probably just left over adrenaline from the match or excitement from the party. She told herself that over and over as his lips moved against hers, drawing a soft moan from her lips as he sucked hers between his.
She had just began to feel light headed when the bed behind her sunk in, her back becoming pressed against muscle as George wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed the tip of his nose against the back of her neck. Parting just enough to take a breath she looked up at the elder twin in front of her, contrasting irises locking with the each other as Fred raised a brow playfully and pressed his forehead against hers.
"This alright?" he asked softly, watching her as she chewed her already swelling bottom lip and stared back at him. George stilled behind her, fingers rubbing at her sides gently as he waited for her answer. "I-uhm" she began, stuttering over her words before closing her eyes tightly and nodding. "Yes." She finished softly, feeling a smirk on her skin as George pressed his lips to the back of her neck. She had barely taken a breath after she spoke that Fred was kissing her once again, lips pressing against hers deeply as the two boys pressed her body between theirs. Her hands found their way into his hair, pulling him closer as her heart began to pound in her chest. Their ability to play off each other never ceased to amaze her, George finding a spot behind her ear that sent sparks down her spine and drew a soft moan from her just in time for Fred to slip his tongue into her mouth. Josie began to feel fully lightheaded as George began to suck behind her ear, trailing his fingers over her ribcage as Fred flicked his tongue against hers.
Each of them alone was enough to send her to the floor with quivering legs and flushed cheeks, but the two of them together had her heart hammering in her ears, her skin flushed from her nose to her breasts, and her thighs twitching with anticipation. She didn't have the concentration to question how far this may go, her thoughts broken by their actions as hands slid to her hips to tease the hem of her shirt and kisses were peppered down the sides of her neck by both boys. Raking her fingers through Fred's hair her back arched into him as he nipped along her jugular to cause her breath to hitch and her body to shudder.
She didn't know why they had chosen to pounce on her with their powerful duality now, but bloody hell it felt amazing. Incomparable to any fleeting daydream she indulged in, the twins sent fire burning through her nerves to scorch her insides. The heat that was building under her shirt was becoming unbearable, sweat dripping down the curve of her lower back as she gripped desperately to the fabric of Fred's shirt as he sucked at the junction of her neck and George turned her head to kiss her with enough force to bruise her lips. The groan that slipped from his throat sent shivers down her spine and made her aware of the fact that she herself was making near constant noise in response to their ministrations. Attempting to quiet herself she took George's lip between her own and sucked gently, only succeeding to draw another groan from him and have him press into her harder and slide his tongue against her lips before flicking it against her own. Josie had become too lost in the lips locked against hers to recognize the calloused fingers brushing against the malleable skin of her thighs, the tips of Fred's long digits brushing the fabric of her skirt as his teeth worked against the skin of her collarbone. It only became obvious to her when she pulled away from George with flushed cheeks and soft gasps for air, her heart racing as she struggled to still her quivering limbs.
"Are you alright?" George asked softly, brushing his nose against hers as he rubbed her sides reassuringly. "We didn't give you an attack, right?" Her hair bounced against her cheeks as she shook her head quickly. "No, it's not the same." She stuttered softly, tugging at the collar of her shirt and swallowing hard. "It's-uhm-really warm; perhaps we should-"She didn't get to finish her sentence before the both of them were pulling back away from her. Her heart throbbed painfully at the sudden loss of contact, but the sensation soon changed as wide eyes glancing between them as the each reached behind their heads to pull their shirts off in two swift, matching motions.
"What's gotten into you?" she asked a little too loudly, her voice rising to a squeak as they pressed themselves back against her. Their chuckles sent shivers down her spine as she tried to keep her eyes from looking at them, failing miserably due to George taking her jaw between his fingers and turning her to meet his gaze. "Do you want us to stop?" he asked, softly staring into her dilated pupils. Stuttering with her thoughts until her heart began to beat again; she squeezed her eyes shut tightly before shaking her head. Gripping the back of his neck with her fingers she kissed him deeply, hesitantly pressing herself into his now bare chest as his brother soothingly ran his fingers over her shoulders.
Minutes of heated kissing later, she found herself pulled farther up onto the bed with her tongue occupied once again by George's and her fingers buried in Fred's hair; pulling as he nipped and sucked at her earlobe. Her breathing ragged, she moaned loudly into his lips when the spot behind her ear George had worked at earlier was taken by Fred; lips and tongue tracing over the already hyper-sensitive skin. Josie was dazed, aware of everything and nothing else but them all at the same time. She was overwhelmed, but it only made her crave more of their hands, lips, teeth and tongue against her skin. Fingers traced down her spine before slipping under her shirt to run across the bare skin there, the touch sending a shudder rocking through her intense enough to arch her back. Cool air hit her flesh as her shirt was nudged upward, goosebumps rising as the chill cooled the beads of perspiration on her back and chest that was exposed as both boys lifted the shirt over her head and threw it haphazardly into a corner.
As soon as Josie could see past the red fabric again her arms were around her stomach, apprehension finally finding its way into the pit of her stomach and her throat tightening in worry as they looked at her. Glancing between them her heart stopped beating, the look in their eyes as they stared at her sending too many emotions through her for her to keep up with. That devious glint, the competitive glare, the caring crinkle at the corner of their eyes, and another part of it that she didn't have a clever name for yet; all of them flickering over her body to meet her eyes paired with a soft smile. Gentle hands gripped her forearms to slowly pull her hands away from hiding the swell of her stomach.
"Stop that." They said in unison, kissing the palms of her hands before moving closer. Her heart beat so loudly in her ears it almost drowned them out. "Why are you trying-" "to hide from us?" "We know what you look like." "And we bloody love it." Her lips became captured by Fred's as he kissed her roughly, pushing her down to hover over her and work his lips against hers while George kissed across her now exposed chest and shoulders. Hesitantly her hands found their way to their chests, feeling the rise of their skin with their chuckling at her twitching fingers. The contact of their skin under hers sent more painfully overwhelming warmth pulsing in her pelvis, hard muscle contracting under her fingerprints as hands came to rest on her hips and waist. She tugged at Fred's hair as he nipped at her lip, a soft sound rumbling in his throat.
"Bloody hell Josie-" Fred groaned as he broke the kiss between them to move down her neck towards the swell of her breasts rising from the top of her plain scarlet bra, George taking his turn thoroughly battering her lips as he slipped a hand behind her knee to pull it around his waist. He had barely kissed her long enough for her to need to come up for air that a knock on the door caused all of them to stiffen, Fred's lips pausing over the heated skin near the line of her bra. "Sod off." George growled dangerously with a heated glance towards the door. Josie whimpered softly in embarrassment and need, George drawn back to her to press his forehead against hers and kissing her gently. Josie nuzzled into his neck, kissing it gently and smiling into the skin as he stiffened. "Hold on!" They called together, each placing a kiss on her cheek before helping her into a sitting position.
Josie was both heartbroken and thankful they didn't continue after that, as much as she longed for more the embarrassment of someone knowing what they were doing would have ruined the mood for her. Slipping on their clothes, the Josie laid across the bed once again as Fred went to open the door to let the intruders in.