George was entirely too smug about winning the coin flip. As one might guess, he flaunted the fact in his brothers face every chance he got. Fred took it fairly well, rolling his eyes at his brothers antics. They had waited for Hermione to come to the burrow for the summer to tell their family the news.

Ginny had squealed in delight and gushed about how excited she was to have her as a sister. Mrs. Weasley was absolutely delighted to have Hermione dating one of her sons. She fussed over the pair incessantly when George told her.

"I always had a feeling you fancied one of my boys." She smiled good-naturedly.

"Yeah, just lucky I called heads." George mumbled.

He winced as Hermione elbowed him. Luckily Mrs. Weasley was used to her sons jokes and merely huffed and went back to cooking supper.

With all that was going on with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the family tried to be as cheerful as they could about it but everyone was distracted.

"Well we hate to rush, but we have work to do at the shop." Fred said.

George hopped up from the couch and pulled Hermione up with him.

"Yes, yes. Off you go then. And watch your brother, Fred." She pointed a wooden spoon menacingly at George. "And you best behave."

George grinned at his mother. "Always do, mum."

Unfortunately, she should have warned both of them.

The twins shop was full of fun and mischievous inventions, including wizbangs, portable holes, and even the love potion they had finally perfected. Hermione grabbed one, smiling. It seemed so long ago that this tiny bottle had spurred their relationship.

"Won't work you know." Fred said.

"We're already madly in love with you." George added, pulling her to him.

Fred however, immediately pulled her back and out of his brothers arms.

"Oh no you don't." He growled. "Once we're home, Hermione's all mine."

The shop was closed for the day, luckily, so no one was there to see them fight over her. Hermione blushed furiously.

"I thought you came back to work, not argue whose turn it is."

Fred and George looked at each other for a moment then shrugged,

"We can do both."

They each grabbed one of her hands and headed to there customary spot upstairs. They had a small portion of the upstairs built into a house for them. A cozy kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom perfect for them. Hermione spent quite a bit of time here, fussing over them and helping them study new recipes whenever she had the chance. It felt like home.

They spent most of the evening tinkering with recipes and sharing kisses that left Hermione light headed. As the sun began to set, Hermione was dreading saying goodbye. She had to return to the Weasleys' house at night and missed the feeling of sleeping in there arms.

"Its getting late guys. I should go." Hermione announced glumly.

George grinned wickedly.

"Oh don't worry. You don't have to leave."

There was a glint in his eyes that Hermione recognized as the mad glint of a new prank being pulled off.

"W-what do you mean?" She asked.

"We've been working on something." Fred said in an off-hand tone.

"Without me?" Hermione asked.

"It was a surprise." George said. "We had to be sure it would work first."

Hermione's curiosity was peaked.

"What is it?"

Instead of answering, Fred picked up a large flask from their experiment table. He popped it open and poured the contents out onto the floor. Hermione expected the liquid to splash against the wood but instead it bounced lightly. The blobs of water slowly starting fusing together into a vaguely human shape. Until, standing right in front of her, was...Her! The copy of herself looked exactly like her in everyway, down to the last strand of hair out of place. She marveled at it in stunned silence for a few seconds before bursting at the seams.

"How did you make this? What spells did you use? Is this some form of the doubling spell cast on enchanted water? How did you get it to look exactly like me? Can it talk? Can I-"

"Slow down Hermione!" Fred laughed.

"We of course made notes for you." George waved a notebook at her.

She snatched it greedily and poured over the details while the twins laughed.

"We knew you'd be excited." Fred said.

"But the best part is, you don't have to go home now."

Hermione scoffed. "I really don't think you guys know the applications this could have, do you realize what you could do with-"

Fred pressed his lips against hers.

"We realize that we get to keep you now." He mumbles, his voice husky with such lust that Hermione forgot what she was saying.

"We've already done all the trial runs needed so we can send it back instead of you." George said.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind and pressed a kiss into her neck before releasing her.

"I'm on delivery duty this time. So don't have too much fun without me." He joked.

"Oh I intend to." Fred smirked.

Hermione waved bye to George and her clone. As soon as the door closed, Fred was kissing her. He turned her around, with her back against the door and poured his entire being into her. He pressed his body into hers until you couldn't tell where she ended and he began. His hands grabbed greedily at her clothes, until they were no longer in his way, shirt and pants tossed forgotten to the ground. He was filled with such urgency and need for her that Hermione was burning with excitement. She couldn't stand Fred not touching her for a second, and pulled his pants off while kissing him. Fred yanked his shirt off, breaking their kiss for a split second, before returning to nip her neck with his teeth. Each bite sent shivers down her spine.

"Fred" She gasped.

He merely groaned in response and moved his fingers into her panties to glide slowly over her opening while he used his other hand to slip under her bra and tease her breasts.

"Bed." Was all she managed to get out.

He pulled her legs around him and set her around his hips. She could feel his cock pressed against her as they walked and could barely contain herself. They had gotten as big a bed as they could and they fell onto it in a heap. Immediately Fred entered her, panties moved to the side, no longer able to wait a second more to be inside her. He was much more ferocious than usual. He grabbed her hands and held them above her head as he pounded into her. His forehead lay against hers in a tender gesture that didn't match the punishing pace of his thrusts. Hermione gasped and moaned beneath him. The feel of being captured so wholly by him made her writhe in ecstasy. The feel of his breath, coming in short gasps against her face, sent her over the edge. She trembled around him, but still he continued until Hermione was a screaming mess, her mind missing from her body. He let her hands go and buried his face into her neck. Hermione immediately wrapped her arms around his back. His breathy moans were loud in her ears and the sound of his cock slamming into her was absolute heaven. Fred's breath hitches and he slides in and out one last time before he lays down heavily on top of her. They stay like that for a while, coming back to their bodies from cloud nine.

It had been much too long.

The sound of the front door opening brought them back to there senses. Fred gave her a quick peck and left for the bathroom, the water running a second later.

George came up the stairs just in time to see Hermione crawling across the bed to grab her underwear. Before she could make it however George grabbed them.

"Now I thought I told you two to wait for me." He said.

He held her panties, smirking tauntingly.

"Sorry, we just-" Hermione mumbled while looking down.

"Its okay, love." George grabbed her chin gently and tilted her head up.

"But I think I deserve an apology." He purrs.

Hermione licks her lips unconsciously. George watches the motion and rubs his index finger over her bottom lip. Hermione let her lips fall open as he crosses.

George smiled sweetly at her and bent to kiss her gently on the lips before unzipping his pants.

"Let me know if its too much for you." He said.

Before setting his cock in her throat.

He kept her head tilted and watched her with half lidded eyes. He kept a languid pace and Hermione watched him slowly losing himself. But then he stopped all at once and leaned down toward her.

"I need to be inside you." He half-moaned, half pleaded the words.

Hermione grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him onto the bed, falling back to accommodate him. George wasted no time removing his clothes. He wrapped one arm underneath the small of Hermione's back and the other around her shoulders, pulling her on top of him. He slid into her, eyes closing and a sigh escaping his lips. His nails bit into her hip and her shoulder blade where he held her in place against him. His head rested on her shoulder and he whispered in her ear.

"You feel amazing."

He held her captive against him and pressed into her deepest places again and again and again. Hermione could hear nothing but their moans blending into a symphony; she felt nothing but his cock piercing her deeper and deeper. George held onto her with desperate energy, pressing as much of their body together as he could. Hermione clung to him just as much and soon was shuddering in ecstasy. George's thrusts became erratic and he groaned before stilling inside her.

"God, it feels great to be able to do this again." George sighed.

"I've missed you too." Hermione said.

Fred, fresh out of the shower, joined them on the bed. Hermione took her customary place between them, as natural as breathing.

"Move in with us." Fred blurted out.

Hermione balked at him in shock.

"W-what?" She stuttered.

"What he means to say" George glared at his brother. "We want you to move in with us after you graduate."

Hermione sits up stunned and the twins follow suit.

"I-I… I-I mean, of course I want to. But wouldn't that be a little strange? Isn't this too sudden? What would we tell your parents?" Hermione fumbled through her words.

Fred nuzzled into her neck.

"Relax, love. You can mull it over as long as you need."

"But don't leave us hanging for too long." George laughed and pressed a kiss to his ring on her finger.

"I'll think about it, I promise." she kissed them both before they lay down to sleep for the night.

Hermiones' heart beat a mile a minute at the thought of living with her boys but… she was afraid. Afraid for so many reasons.

Afraid that they would be caught.

Afraid she would hurt them.

Afraid that maybe with this war on the horizon, now wasn't the right time.

But most of all;

Afraid one of them wouldn't come back alive.

Note:

I'll probably be ending this next chapter!

Sorry for the long wait for updates. I'm horribly cursed with procrastination.