Hermione couldn't have got out of that room fast enough. The tingling sensation on her fingertips seemed to be spreading, even though she knew that was in her head. Being alone with the twins had been harder then she had thought. She was actually thankfully when Fred returned with gel on his hands as it gave her an excuse to be horrified and leave, before Fred had returned she had been having a very normal conversation with George. So normal in fact it was as if they were friends not ex-lovers. Hermione knew she shouldn't be surprised, after all George was the calmer less impulsive twin. This also meant he could be more strategic as he had much more patience then his older brother, she had a feeling George was upstairs scolding Fred at this very moment.

Returning downstairs Hermione found the Weasley clan waiting for her. She took a seat between Percy and Harry, pretending that she didn't realise everyone was staring at her. Hermione wanted nothing more than to excuse herself and spend some alone time in the bathroom with the gel Fred had just given her. She couldn't shake the intenseness of being in such close proximity to Fred and George.

"Will the twins be down shortly?" Molly asked.

Hermione's mind however misheard the question and immediately squeezed her knees together as she tried to block the mental imagine of George going down on her the day after Fred left. As much as Hermione tried she couldn't tear this imaging out of her mind, with her legs over George's shoulder and his mouth buried between her legs.

"I'm really sorry Molly, I have to go run an errand quickly" Hermione announced as she stood up quickly. "It shouldn't take long, I will be back in half an hour."

To be polite Hermione quickly gave Molly a hug before leaving. Fred and George came down stairs just in time to see Hermione leave out the front door. Fred went to chase after her, but George grabbed his arm before whispering, "she will run faster if you chase her."

Once outside Hermione paused as she tried to decide where to go. After only a few moments she decided on Michael's, after all what was the point how having a friend with benefits if she couldn't benefit when she needed it. Closing her eyes and spinning on the spot, Hermione reopened her eyes to see Michael's front door.

Hermione knocked on the door rather violently and waited, but soon became apparent that he wasn't home. It was then that Hermione knew she had to take matters into her own hands; she planned on going back to her house. However, just before she spun on the spot she changed her mind. Instead she apparated into the storeroom of the shop as she couldn't get the memory of George going down on her out of her mind. She knew nobody would be in the room since it was after hours, nobody would think to look for her hear. But just in case Verity was still working in the shop she apparated straight into the storeroom instead of entering via the shop. The twins hadn't removed Hermione from their allowed entry list, only Hermione the twins and Verity had access to apparate straight into the store.

Within a minute Hermione was sitting on the edge of the table, with a different chair under each foot. Leaning back she used her left arm for support while her right hand explored the heat between her legs. With her eyes closed she imagined it was George hand moving inside her. Hermione went to bit her lip before realising the room was soundproof and that Verity, who would be out working in the shop, wouldn't hear a thing. With her eyes still closed she let her imagination go and she surprised herself as before she knew it she imagined Fred sliding behind her. Her imagination was strong, she felt his chest pressed into her back and his hands run up from her hips, over her waist and eventually resting on her breasts. In her imagination his hands massaged her breasts roughly as he sucked and nibbled on her neck. With this image in her mind she let out a light sigh of satisfaction Hermione started moving her fingers more forcefully as she got closer to her pleasure.

Similarly to Fred, Hermione knew there was no point in trying to delay her gratification. Bring her left hand around to rub her clitoris she let out a cry of pleasure as she came. She wouldn't believe she had just let her imagination do that. She had never genuinely though about being with the twins at the same time, she wondered if that is what the twins were thinking? She knew they both wanted to be with her, but she had never actually thought they had meant as a group...With both hands now resting on the table behind her and legs still splayed she waiting a moment before opening her eyes.

"That was hot," Verity smiled cheekily as she leaned against the doorway to the shop.

"Verity... I ... I..." Hermione said clearly horrified, her legs which were spread in Verity's direction snapped shut. Her face which was already warm blushed furiously.

"I was stocking the shelves for tomorrow and the door wasn't shut so I heard you," Verity smiled when she noticed Hermione's confusion. Verity ran a hand through her short blonde hair, "I didn't mean to spy."

"Stop smiling like that," Hermione insisted, as she stood up and straightened up her robes.

"I'm sorry, it's just that..." Verity started to explain before pausing. "It now makes sense."

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Why they are both so obsessed with you," Verity explained as she walked towards Hermione.

Hermione didn't say anything, she just staring at Verity curiously hoping she would share more about the twins.

"You look beautiful," Verity smiled, Hermione blushed even more intensely if possible.

"I'm not gay Hermione," Verity laughed as she played with Hermione's hair, "you smell great by the way."

Hermione stood very still as Verity sniffed at the base of her neck. Hermione was still surprised when she felt Verity's lips against her neck, Hermione stepped back against the table creating space between her and Verity.

Verity smiled flirtatiously, "sorry, I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about and to see if you taste as good as you smell."

"I'm going to go," Hermione said slowly as she eyed off Verity. She had a feeling Verity was just messing with her.

"I'll see you later," Verity farewelled before plunging forward unexpectedly and kissing Hermione. The kiss was barely more than a peck and lasted only a few seconds. With that Verity backed away and allowed Hermione to apparated away. With that she was back at the Weasley, she slid in the front door and took the seat between Harry and Percy.

They had only just started on mains so Hermione dished herself up a plateful before engaging in conversation about elf rights with Percy. Hermione piled up her plate and sat in silence for a few minutes, she made sure she constantly had food in her mouth so she had an excuse not to talk to anyone for that time. Hermione hoped her emotions weren't showing on her face, she was gobsmacked by her own realisation that the three of them could possibly be together. As much as Hermione wanted them to be together, she was a little concerned still. Feeling the jar of gel in her pocket she smiled to herself as she came up with a plan in her head. Her plan was perfect, all she needed was a few days, but how to keep the twins away for that long? They were more persistent then ever and Hermione had a feeling that Verity wouldn't keep what she had seen in the storeroom a secret. Once they found out that Verity had caught Hermione pleasuring herself in the store room they would never give her a moment's peace.

With her plan devised Hermione slowed her eating and allowed herself to be engaged in conversation with the family. Having been distracted by her thoughts Hermione had drunk a little more than usual, she still had her senses but her face focus was slipping. She watch out of the corner of her eye as Fred and George pranked their mother by casting a spell on her glass of wine. Each time she filled it up it would slowly drain, so she had to keep refilling it. Molly clearly had no idea what was going on as she absentmindedly filled her glass over and over again. Hermione smiled to herself but quickly looked away as the twins turned their heads in her direction.

After everyone had eventually empties their plates Molly suggested, "how about we all go get some air? I don't think anyone has room for dessert just yet."

Following Molly's lead everyone headed outside and before Hermione knew what had happened she had a twin on each arm being dragged around to the side of the house. Hermione who was rather tipsy stumbled slightly as they turned the corner sharply. Although she wasn't as drunk as she was letting on... Pretending to be wasted was going to give her insights into the twins real motives.

"Hello" Hermione said as she laughed slightly in her intoxicated state. "What's up?"

"We were just wondering," Fred started before George continued, "since we are friends now..."

"Does that mean we get to talk to each other about relationships?" Fred ended.

Now free of the twins grasp Hermione leaned against the wall and laughed, "of course. But I am not in any relationships."

Hermione noticed the twins sharing a look so she added, "Michael is just a friend."

"Are we going to be friends like that?" Fred joked before George hit him.

"No," Hermione smiled more suggestively then intended.

"That's too bad," Fred smiled keenly. Hermione was trying to hold her breathe, although not physically touching her both of them were standing increasingly close to her.

"So is he who gave you that hickey?" George asked curiously.

"Yes," Hermione lied unconvincingly.

Fred's face twitched in anger. George wanting to stop any trouble before it started pushed Fred to the side, "why don't you go for a walk?"

Hermione knew what it must look like, a hickey from someone other than her current night time fling. Hermione could have simply explained how she got the hickey but she wasn't going to let the possibility to find out what Fred was thinking pass by. She was angered by the fact that he had so hastily jumped to conclusions about her.

Fred went to speak before George shoved him again, "cut it out."

"Let him speak his piece," Hermione insisted. "I'm a big girl I can take it."

"He doesn't want to say anything do you Fred?" George said in an uncharacteristically dominant manner.

"Well being such a whore, I guess that that explains how I got pregnant," Hermione said angrily.

"You're what?" Fred asked looking genuinely confused.

"Pregnant. Now try to tell me you think the three of us can work," Hermione huffed before shoving the pair of them and walking off.

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Did someone say drama! Sorry if this chapter was a little awkward... but I needed it as lead up. I know exactly how the next two chapters are going to go ;) Not long now I promise =)

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