**Author's Note**
Just a note to those reading, the story will begin escalating from here. More risque language and innuendos will be showing up I will be changing the content rating as things progress but so far there is nothing here that you can't find in a PG-13 movie. Or some teen drama on Netflix.
**End Note**
The common room was alight with laughter and music. Everyone's souls were positively radiating happiness as they all celebrated. As the music played you watched all your friends dancing. Luna grabbed you by the arm and dragged you to the center where everyone was moving to the various beats.
It wasn't before long that you felt someone approach you from the back, you knew it was Fred the second his hands reached your shoulders and slid down your arms to your hands. You were both swaying to the heady bass. It was electrifying feeling him at your back, his hips swaying in sync with yours. You closed your eyes and leaned your head back to his chest as your center of gravity settled into your hips and knees, his arms wrapping around your waist firmly pulling you flush against him. Your body was ignited with heat and you were hyper-aware of every part of your body that touched his. There was a tension elevating in your gut, anticipating his next touch.
He leaned in and whispered, "Aila, I can hear it, how contented you are." As he whispered in your ear your breathing quickened as your heart rate sped up. You heard his soft chuckle as his nose skimmed the shell of your ear, "I hear other things too darling. I hear your heart beating out of your chest, I hear your breath catching in your throat as I whisper in your ear. I hear the way your soul changes and dips lower." His last words turn far huskier and you gasped.
You hadn't had a moment to catch your breath before you found yourself being gently guided forward into another tall lithe body. This time you looked up to see George with a Cheshire grin. His leg found its way between your own as he snaked his arm around your back pulling you in. Your hips sway to the beat in time with his. You felt the unmistakable signs of just how the twin's made you feel. The slickness you felt between your legs as you moved. It was something that only happened when they were involved. It drove you to madness sometimes, the effect they had on your body.
George pulled you in even closer, and his grip on you was far stronger than Fred's, the smirk on his face sent your stomach fluttering. "My brother's words had an effect on you, my love?" You smiled at him lazily, his hand broke from yours as his fingers reached up and pushed your hair behind your ears. His fingertips slowly graced the side of your neck and down your arm back to your hand. You released the breath you were holding, again closing your eyes and losing yourself in the song.
Still feeling Fred moving near your back you were in a near state of bliss between their two bodies. You heard a catcall somewhere and you became suddenly very aware of your surroundings and how lewd the three of you must be appearing as you danced. As you stepped away, your face was flush and you were warm. Spying Ginny and Hermione pouring cups of water you made your way to them.
Hermione absently handed you one and downed it immediately trying to soothe the heat rising in you. Ginny looked at you, her eyes held a level of knowledge as she looked at her brothers. "If Ron witnessed any of that he would be totally grossed out." Ginny winked at you, "You seemed to enjoy dancing with my brothers." You just smiled and shook your head.
As you sat on the couch to relax and calm yourself you found yourself talking with Luna, Hermione, and Ginny. The night was a success and by the time the last of the guests left you were tucked into your bed. You were left thinking about the stolen glances and their lingering touch. The way George felt on your skin and the way Fred sounded in your ear. They were intoxicating and left you with the sweetest and most scandalous dreams that night.
It was after that party that the flirtations escalated, much to Ron's disgust and Ginny's delight. The rest of the people in your small group remained neutral about the situation. The boys knew the effect they had on you and they used it against you. You felt like you were at a disadvantage since you lacked the confidence to reciprocate in the same fashion as they did.
You felt even more out of your league one really warm weekend of spring. The temperatures were mild and the sun was shining, there was nothing you wanted more than to spend some time outdoors. You dressed in a delightful and airy sundress and found yourself a spot by the lake to read. You enjoyed the warm sun soaking into your skin, reminding you of your summers in Maine. The breeze caressed your skin in a way that relaxed your muscles.
There was no doubt in your mind the twins were coming your way but it wasn't until the sun was blocked that you knew they had arrived. You couldn't help but notice that their arms were toned from all of their quidditch experience as they wore loosely fitted tank tops. They were very pale but it suited them. They each took a seat across from you and you smiled. They were wearing board shorts and their legs were even paler than their arms.
"Care to tell us what's on your mind love?" George asked. You just chuckled, "I was just blinded by the impossible paleness of your skin." you joked. "Well that is why we have come to see you, figured we should also work on our tan." Fred said with a cheeky smile as he took off his shirt and laid down next to you with his arms propped behind his head.
Your mind betrayed you at that moment. You couldn't help but look at the young man on display to your left. You had never seen so much bare skin so close to you. You were fascinated by pale skin dotted with hundreds of freckles. Your fingers itched to draw lines between the more prominent ones. Like constellations in the sky. Your cheeks became extremely warm as George made a small noise. You looked in his direction, the smirk on his face unmistakable, "Fred, why don't you put your shirt back on before our dear Aila faints from embarrassment." Fred sat up and chuckled as he grabbed his shirt, "NO… um, no it's ok if you wanted to umm... Keep your shirt off… I… I don't mind." Nerves and excitement churned together and rolled off you in waves.
Your eyes were back on Fred as he laid down on his side, facing the two of you. He watched your face carefully before asking, "Darling, have you never seen a guy without a shirt on?" You simply shook your head, embarrassed to say it out loud. "Well then, I am honored to be the first Aila."
George looked toward you and Fred, "Seriously, how have you made it this far in life without seeing someone nearly naked?" You simply shrugged, "I didn't make a habit of looking for naked people. I certainly didn't want to see my par… I mean those people without their clothes on." You thought for a moment, "Why, do you two actively try and spy on people when they are naked." Fred waggled his eyebrows, "So what if we did?" George leaned in, "Don't listen to him, we have a large family who lives together in tight quarters, I've seen enough nakedness to last a lifetime. Freddie here is a downright exhibitionist." Fred smirked, "Georgie is just jealous because I am by far the sexiest of all the siblings."
You chuckled, "You clearly have overlooked the raw sex appeal of your sister." They both scrunched their faces up, "That is utterly disgusting, she's our sister!" they commented together. You smiled, "Then your opinions of what is or is not sexy is slanted because your sister is going to be bangin' when she fills out more."
George laughed, "I'm sorry, but that is not something I want to picture any more than I wanted to accidentally walk in on our parent's shagging." The twins made coordinated retching sounds. You all laughed and relaxed in the heat of the sun.
George was the first to speak after a bit, "You really have never seen a guy naked?" You glared at him, "Only in books of human anatomy. Have you seen a girl naked?" Fred smirked, "Only in those naughty magazines." You looked over at him, "You look at porn?" You were surprised to some degree. However, you did keep in mind that they are after all guys, and isn't that what they are supposed to do?
"You don't?" George responded. You shook your head no. "Why would I?" Your tone was skeptical. Fred scooted a little closer, "Well aren't you curious?"
You were turning red by the moment, "I… I suppose, but it's not like I have had an opportunity to… or the means to. Besides, what good would it do me?" George and Fred shared a knowing glance at one another. "What good it would do you? Well, you could learn all kinds of things love" you huffed, "Looking at porn isn't going to teach me anything, I mean does porn teach you how to kiss?" The second it left your lips you cursed yourself internally, Fred, never failing your expectation, "Well, I have learned you can kiss plenty of other things besides a mouth." You looked at him incredulously, "Have you ever kissed anyone before?"
"Now, why would we go around kissing and telling dear Aila?" George responded you were surprised a little since he seemed the more docile of the two. "Are you telling me you have?" George smiled deviously, "So what if I have? How does that make you feel, love?"
That was a great question, how did that make you feel? Compared to these two you were a downright goody-two-shoes. Fred saw something in your eyes as you briefly pondered the question, "Why Georgie, I don't think that was the right question to ask," Fred lifted your face to look at him, "Have you ever kissed anyone before?" his voice was lower and stirred that feeling deep inside you a little more.
You couldn't meet his gaze so you looked into your hands in your lap, you were embarrassed by your answer. "No, I haven't… well technically I suppose Percy, but that doesn't really count." You felt Fred move next to his brother in front of you they both had a disapproving look at the mention of Percy. As he moved, he whispered in your ear, "We can fix that, close your eyes darling."
You did as you were told without thinking, wondering what was going to happen next, you heard George ask simply, "Any preference?" your brain stopped processing how could you choose one over the other when you felt the same way toward both. Your silence was all they needed.
You felt your face held between a set of firm warm hands that guided you forward. You were enveloped in the fiddle notes of Fred's soul. You felt his warm breath on your lips before you felt his lips on your own. It was tentative at first, waiting for you to back away. When you didn't he reformed his lips over you again, this time with more moisture and pressure. You felt how soft and pliable they were on your own you felt the texture of his lips and it just made you hum in delight.
No sooner did you disengage from Fred, you felt a single hand wrap around the back of your head guiding you more firmly forward, George's lips more commanding but still just as soft and pliable. There was a surety behind this kiss that you found enticing. This time it was him that groaned after reforming his mouth to yours, he ended it with a small nip to your bottom lip and you squeaked in surprise.
You couldn't help the grin that graced your face. Looking from one twin to the next. They were equally as happy looking with their goofy grins. "Um… Wow" was the only thing you can manage to say. You watched them both move in a way that it became obvious they were trying to re-arrange and manage some discomfort in their board shorts. They both chuckled at the awkwardness of the situation.
You watched unapologetically, your face clearly intrigued by the idea that you caused them that level of discomfort. You were jolted from your thoughts when you heard Ron's soul in the distance. You jolted straight up and muttered "Ron's coming". Fred and George chuckled, "Are you embarrassed?" You looked to the two of them, "What, no… but we all know how Ron gets and I'm not in the mood for his belly aching." Fred leaned in closer to your ear, "Well I could tell you about something else aching right now." Your face turned beet red and George gave you a knowing wink as he got up and left to meet up with Ron.
Fred's face held a triumphant smile as he kissed the top of your head and walked away to catch up with George. You lay there a few more minutes pondering to yourself what the hell just happened. Your body felt whipped up into a frenzy, leaving you wondering what your options were to quell it.