"Fred, George," Hunn called, frustrated and nervous.
She stood with her arms crossed and waited in the kitchen of their flat above the shop for them to arrive. They had been acting extremely suspicious lately, and one of the pair was always out of the house, driving her bonkers.
"What is it, love?" George called, jogging in from the shop down below.
He stopped when he saw her and raised his hands, "Why are you so upset?" he asked softly, immediately knowing that she was really mad, from the look on her face.
"Where is Fred?" She asked softly, her eyes never leaving the Love of her life and her greatest friend.
He scratched the back of his head and looked everywhere but her. He seemed riveted by the kitten wrapping around his feet and refused to answer her.
"George..."
Before she could continue, there was a loud thud of the door slamming shut, and they could hear Fred jogging into the flat. George sighed like he'd been saved.
"George! You've left the poor chap down there with the midday rush!" Fred walked in and froze beside his brother when he saw Hunn standing with her arms crossed and her hip cocked, looking peeved beyond imagination.
"Fred, George..." She began, "I think this is the first time I've seen the two of you in the same place in weeks."
They looked at each other and then gazed away, not denying they'd been absent.
"Hunn, Sweetheart," George started reaching for her right hand as Fred went for her left.
"Baby doll, love of both our lives," He whispered, pulling her close to his chest as George curled around her other side.
"I haven't been with the two of you together since we were last at the Burrow," She pouted, hiding her face in his neck, "It's almost like I sleep alone. Neither of you is here at night, and I hate it."
George rubbed her back and kissed her neck, "Love, we're sorry. We've been working on new items for the shop."
"Without me? You never work without me?" she pouted again, "Do you not like working with me anymore?" she asked is such a small voice they had to strain to hear her.
Fred pulled her away and shook his head, "No, that would never happen. We love working with you..."
"Then why have you been leaving me out to work?" She asked, backing away from them, feeling hurt and rejected.
There was a deafening silence, "So you don't want to work with me? Why? Do you think I'm too fragile? Because I'm not!"
George seemed to panic, and when he lunged for her, he pulled her into a tight embrace, "No! It's not that; we've been working on something for you!"
When the words left his mouth, he went silent as Fred cursed like a banshee behind them.
Hunn looked between them both, "What?"
"Shite," George groaned, "I wasn't supposed to say anything. It's not finished, and we wanted to surprise you," He hung his head, looking absolutely heartbroken, "I'm sorry, Fred."
"Bloody hell, George. Chin up. I was coming to tell you that we finished."
His head snapped up, and Hunn looked between them, waiting for an explanation. The twins looked at each other and, without a word, seemed to have come to a mutual conclusion. They took her by the elbows and dragged her out of the flat and down to the floo in the shop downstairs.
To the young boy at the counter, "We'll be gone about an hour or two. Can you handle that?" George asked as he pulled Hunn over to the fireplace.
The young wizard looked around, and with the rush ending, he nodded, "I think it's slowed down for now."
George nodded, and with that, the trio stepped into the floo, and with a flash of green light and flames, they were gone. The journey felt like being pulled through a tiny keyhole while being held over a fire roasted like marshmallows. Fred placed a hand over her eyes and pulled her, and his brother helped her out of the floo and into the living space.
Fred held her close and tried to explain, "Now it's very..."
"...Empty." George put in sheepishly.
Fred nodded, "Yeah, empty."
Her fingers pulled at Fred's hand over her eyes, and she was shocked when he dropped his hand.
She stood amid a cozy kitchen. The room was warm, large enough to fit the entire family, and more. The room was warm and inviting, and tears sprung to her eyes as her gaze traveled. The white walls were made colorful by the rays of the setting sun that shone through the window.
She found her feet were moving of their own accord, and when she peered out the window, she gazed upon a large field of green grass littered with large pine trees and patches of wildflowers. There was room enough to plant a garden or two! One for potion ingredients and another for small fruits and vegetables.
She saw herself kneeling down in a flash as she pulled weeds from the ground. When she looked up into the rays of the setting sun, she saw two small ginger children playing in the field as she watched.
"Hunn?" George whispered, pulling her from her daydream.
She turned back to gaze at her lovers, and the tears she had been holding back came flooding down as the dam finally burst. In an instant, they wrapped her in their arms and hushed her until the tears subsided, and she was able to breathe again.
"We didn't think you'd be upset," They whispered together, "We thought you'd love it."
She shook her head, "Of course I love it. I love it more than anything."
They gave her a look that said they didn't believe her.
She laughed, "Stop you, bloody wankers. I love it," she affirmed.
Fred snorted, and Hunn slapped his arm.
"This is what you've been working on?" she asked them, gazing around the room again, taking in their hard work.
George nodded, "We talked to Dad at the Burrow."
"He knows some blokes at the ministry."
"He gathered us some real help. We even got Ron and Harry to help on the weekends."
"Hermione came with them, of course, and she taught us all how to do the work with half the effort."
"Wouldn't be surprised if the Ministry tried to hire her right out of school."
Hunn laughed and pulled her men by the hands into the next room. She admired the small living space. It was warm, and the room focused on the brick fireplace near the door. The room was empty of furnishing, but she could see the cozy, soft furniture and bookshelves that would soon litter the room. She imagined reading by the large fireplace or the bay window that overlooked the field in front. She imagined chasing their children around the room as Fred and George pulled some giant stunt before bedtime.
Fred led her up the stairs, and George followed behind them both, admiring the view of her ass swaying under her skirt. He imagined she wasn't wearing any knickers, and suddenly, walking was hard for him.
Upstairs was a large hallway, and to the right was a small bedroom that overlooked the yard below. Further down, there was another bedroom, and at the end of the hall was the largest room.
She gazed around the room and saw only one window, looking out where she imagined her gardens would be, "It's very dark in here."
Fred and George smiled as they raised their wands overhead, and the ceiling seemed to open up to the sky above them. The afternoon sun was setting low in the sky, which was cast with pink and yellow rays of light. Hunn lost her breath at the beautiful sight, stunned by the magnificent view.
George leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, when it rains, your books will stay dry."
"There's a field above when you remove the charm. You see everything clear as day," Fred added, tucking her stray hair behind her ear..
Her heart pounded in her chest, "Is this..."
They waited patiently for her to connect the dots.
"This is my library?" she let out in a breathy whisper.
They nodded and led her to the large window, "Here, we found the perfect bench for you to read on."
Joy filled her heart, and her eyes smiled more than her lips, "We can finally get all those books out of the vault," She turned to them excitedly, "The ones my parents left me!" Hunn pulled them into her arms and squeezed them with all her might, "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I was mad at you."
Fred was the first to start laughing, and George grinned as Hunn soon followed suit and laughed with him, "Hunn, the smartest woman in our life."
"Don't tell mum we said that."
Hunn laughed louder and harder than she had in a while. It felt good to smile and feel happy.
"We made this for you. We couldn't find the right house together, so when we left that lot of land, we decided that we would buy it and build our own house.."
"We've been working on it day and night because the Ally is getting dangerous."
"We can't stay there with everything that's been happening."
"Dad agrees and thinks it'll only get worse."
They held each other, and for a few moments, time seemed to stop, and there was nothing but the three of them.
"If this is the library. Where is our bedroom?" Hunn questioned after a moment.
They howled with laughter, "Are you that eager to take us to bed, sweetheart?"
She blushed scarlet as they led her out of the library. They stepped out into the hall, and to their right was a simple staircase that took them to a grand room. In the center was a large bed; above them were windows that allowed them to gaze up at the sky above.
"This is the only room we bothered to furnish right away."
George grinned, "We didn't want to have you sleeping on the floor."
"Thought of you when we bought the biggest bed available,." Freed winked. He flopped down on the push surface and pushed all the pillows back, "Come join me?" he teased as he sat and pulled his shirt over his head.
Grinning wickedly, she crawled onto the bed and straddled his hips with her own. She reached between them and undid his belt slowly, teasingly. His breath hitched as she stroked his cock with both her hands. He held her by the hips and let her work him into a frenzy.
She felt George as he crawled alongside her onto the bed. She said nothing as he cupped her breast through her shirt and tweaked her sensitive nipples. Throwing her head back, she leaned into George and ground her ass into his erection. When George let her breast free, she leaned forward to kiss Fred senselessly as she rubbed herself over him. George reached between their bodies and pushed her panties out of the way, allowing her to finally make contact with Fred's hard cock.
Hunn groaned as he slipped through her wetness and seated himself inside her fully. George kissed down her neck, pulling his wand from his pocket and using a lubrication spell to ready her arse for him thoroughly. He stretched her with two fingers as Fred fucked her until she was bouncing on her own, lost to the sensations running through her body.
George watched his little love move sensually. His brother's face buried against her pillowy breasts as she moved, seeking her pleasLovein his body. Not able to stand waiting any longer, he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his shaft, slowly inch by inch, as he gripped her hips.
Hunn halted her movements, savoring the burn and stretch as George entered her from behind, and her two lovers filled her to bursting. This was her favorite, to be pressed between them, stretched to tearing as they fucked her full. Her arse and pussy burned and pulsed in the most delicious way possible.
She had the strangest need to claw and bite them both as overwhelmed her body and mind, but before she could, Fred gripped her hips and kissed her breathlessly. George was fully sheathed inside her now. She sat back and rode them both as she gave her clit the pressure it needed to cause her pussy to contract around their hard dicks. As she swiveled her hips, George sucked and bit her neck, sending wave after wave of new pleasure and pain through her.
Fred reached between them to tweak her clit and slapped her hand away so he could control their loving now. Hunn whined and gripped his shoulders as he teased her, slowing the speed each time she got closer to her orgasm.
"Fred, please don't tease me," she begged, her eyes pleading with him.
He laughed lightly and kissed her lips as his fingers danced on her sensitive nub, "You don't want to be teased, my little love?"
She shook her head and leaned forward for a kiss.
He moved from her lips, grinning as she pouted, "Darling, who's in charge here?" he asked, pinching her clit between his fingers.
Hunn screamed, and they laughed as she shouted her answer, "You are," she cried desperately.
"That's right, darling, we are. You don't get to come until we tell you you can," he instructed her as his lips brushed over hers.
Hunn cried out, trying to gain friction of any kind, desperate for it as they worked her higher and higher. George thrust faster and gripped her breasts for leverage so he could work himself deeper into her tight ass. Fred could feel his brother moving and decided that he wouldn't tease her much longer.
Fucking up into her wet pussy he relished in her screams as they got louder and louder. Rubbing her clit, he knew she was close, and so was he when he felt his balls draw up and her pussy clenching around him.
"Fuck, baby girl, come on our cocks," Fred groaned, throwing his head back against the pillows with his eyes still on her.
Hunn didn't need to be told twice. His fingers worked magic and sent her spiraling into an intense climax. She screamed and dragged her nails down his arms as Fred fucked her, filling her with his come.
Taking this as his moment to strike, George pushed his way into the love of his life harder than before. She was lost in her pleasure, relaxing back into George as he squeezed her breasts in his large hands and felt his release building. He pulled her face around and kissed her roughly, slipping his tongue in her mouth as his hips jerked, filling her up.
Sensitive and exhausted, they fell onto the bed beside each other and rolled under the covers. George and Fred wrapped her in their arms, and Hunn basked in the attention she was getting.
They pulled from her overly sensitive body, and she felt everything painting her thighs. Too tired to care, she relaxed between them and fell asleep between the loves of her life in her new home.