Twin Dilemma
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
10,282
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Special Effects
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Chapter 15: Special Effects
Chloe and George couldn’t stop laughing. Chloe wiped away the tears from her eyes. They were standing in an alleyway a few blocks from the Theater where they had watched the Muggle children’s play “Peter Pan”. George was wearing a pirate hat he had nicked from one of the cast. They were listening to the Muggle couples strolling past, commenting on the most amazing special effects they had ever seen.
“Horace how ever did they do that? I saw not one wire when they flew!”
“Modern technology continues to astonish us daily my dear.”
Chloe grabbed onto Weasley’s shirt and buried her head against his chest to stifle her snorts. She really could not take much more of this.
George wiped his own eyes and looked down at her and said, “The look of that pirate fellow when you levitated him by his pigtail was priceless!”
“When you transformed their spot light Fairie into a real garden gnome in a tutu I nearly wet myself,” Chloe choked out between laughs.
“Your switching spell with a real crocodile was brilliant.” George said admiringly.
“Ah, yes, but your engorgement charm made him very fearsome. You did put some sort of anti bite force field on him though. That Captain Hook’s fear of the beast was palatable, especially at the end when he plummeted into the beast’s waiting jaws. I assume you vanished him somewhere.” George nodded. “Wherever did you send him?”
“Ladies powder room!” George grinned.
“No wonder he looked so dazed at curtain call.”
“I loved it when you apperated yourself into the middle of the mermaids looking so sexy it was all I could do to not jump up on stage and ravish you.” He wrapped his arms around Chloe’s waist and pulled her closer.
“I wonder if anyone else noticed a freckled Indian dancing around in war paint and a loincloth? Nice moves Weasley.” Chloe smirked. “Oh, and I particularly liked the cannon explosions. Some of your WWW products?”George nodded again. “You know, Weasley, you are quite amazing. You must have been the top of your class.”
George’s smile dimmed. “Um, well, I had a bit of trouble with authority and, um, following rules. My brother and I liked to, well, bend the rules and sometimes tie them up in a knot.
Not all teachers were appreciative of our lack of gravity. I spent a good deal of time in detention. I also had some trouble with focusing on subjects I wasn’t interested in. The subjects I liked I excelled in. In fact Potions was my best subject but the greasy git who taught it hated our house. I was in Griffindor and he favored his own house, Slytherin, so he would mark me down for the slightest things.” George sighed. “So I got even and caused as much mayhem as I could get away with. When things got quite bad in the war, the Ministry sent in a horrible woman to keep an eye on Hogwarts and she managed to get herself set up as Head mistress. My brother and I wrecked havoc on her and when we were finally caught in front of the entire student body we decided it was time we parted ways with formal education. My mother was quite distraught until we showed her our business plan and premises for our own shop. So I might of gotten top grades- mum always thought I could if I’d only stop messing around- but I was academically disinclined.”
“Well, I think you are brilliant! And look how successful you are. Even foreigners like myself seek WWW out! I know many people at my university who excelled academically only to fail out in the real world.” She kissed George on the nose.
George picked her up and carried into the darkened alley. “Come on. I’ll show you brilliant.” He set her down in front of a closed shop. He backed her up until she was leaning on a wall.
“Ah my little strumpet, I am about to plunder treasure that I know you are concealing.” He dropped to his knees and lifted her skirt. He pointed his wand and removed her panties. He leaned in and her skirt fell over his face hiding his actions.
Chloe could feel his mouth attach to her and jumped as his tongue darted out and began to lick her clitoris and the surrounding area. His pirate hat bobbed up and down as he increased his tongue’s speed. Occasionally he would burst out with an “Arrrr Matey” or a “surrender the treasure” and Chloe couldn’t suppress her giggles even as her blood boiled from his administrations.
“Do you surrender wench?” George asked as he plundered her with his fingers while rolling his thumb and tongue on her love button.
“Oh yes Captain! Yes. I surrender!” Chloe shuddered as she came all over his face.
George pulled his head back out from under her skirt and stood up. He looked down at Chloe with his hat askew and said in a rough voice, “Ready to walk the plank matey?” And he growled and lifted her up set her on the “plank” roughly.
She walked closer to him as he moaned. He lifted her up again and filled her.
“Oh plunder away Captain!” she squealed into his ear.
“Arrr!” he replied.
Just then Chloe looked up to see a Muggle police car pull in front of the alleyway and slow down shining a spotlight at them.
“Stop! Someone’s coming!” she said hastily removing herself from a ready to cum Pirate. “It’s the police!” She pointed her wand at George and muttered a spell that pulled up his pants and cleaned him up. She then put her hands around his neck and proceeded to kiss him deeply.
Soon light flooded over them and a magnified voice said: “Freeze!” They both stopped in mid kiss. “Are you alright Miss?” said the voice from the beginning of the alley.
Chloe peeked around George and nodded her head. “Oh, yes Officer.”
“Sir will you please raise your hands over your head and turn around slowly.”
George was glad he had tucked his wand away. He shot a puzzled look at Chloe. She nodded. He raised his hands in the air and slowly turned around.
“What were you doing to the lady, Sir?”
George stuttered out, wearing his most innocent expression, “I..I was kissing her, Sir.”
“Well, perhaps you should do that somewhere else. We’ve had reports of disturbing activities in the area. Now run along and I don’t want to see your faces again tonight.” Said the officer.
Chloe muttered another spell behind George and her clothes returned to normal. George took her hand in his. They walked out of the alley while the officer eyed them suspiciously. They walked to the end of the block, turned the corner and apperated back to Diagon Alley. Chloe glanced over to George and burst out laughing again when she saw he was still wearing his pirate hat.
George grinned and cocked his eyebrow. “Arrr, that was one nasty bloke. Now where were we? Ah, yes, you were about to walk the plank. Would you like to come up where it’s a bit more private?”
Chloe bit her lower lip. “Ok, but I have to leave quite early. We won’t be able to play for too long tonight.”
George moved in and snuggled next to her ear. “Don’t Care.” He held onto her and apperated them into his room. “We have to be quiet. I wouldn’t want to wake my brother. He’s a nosey git. And it’s his turn to open up the shop tomorrow.”
Then he pushed Chloe into his bed and pounced.
Fred in the next room grinned to himself as he heard stifled giggles coming from George’s room. It was nice to know that George had someone he was seeing, too. Sometimes it got extra lonely when only one of them had a relationship going. Odd that George hadn’t talked to Fred about it though. Odd that he, himself, had not talked to George about his own girl. Well, that would change on Friday at Mum’s dinner. Fred turned over and grabbed his wand and threw a silencing spell at the wall. Then rolled over and fell back to sleep.
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Thanks again to the wonderful few out there that took the time to review. It saved me from turning my hand to knitting. I shudder to think what I may have turned out. Instead, with prompting, I’ll continue to think up scenarios for this story. In the meantime, it’s Sat. night and I have a smashed Pee Wee Herman doll head – portkey, some excellent wine and soon some great music…
Chapter 15: Special Effects
Chloe and George couldn’t stop laughing. Chloe wiped away the tears from her eyes. They were standing in an alleyway a few blocks from the Theater where they had watched the Muggle children’s play “Peter Pan”. George was wearing a pirate hat he had nicked from one of the cast. They were listening to the Muggle couples strolling past, commenting on the most amazing special effects they had ever seen.
“Horace how ever did they do that? I saw not one wire when they flew!”
“Modern technology continues to astonish us daily my dear.”
Chloe grabbed onto Weasley’s shirt and buried her head against his chest to stifle her snorts. She really could not take much more of this.
George wiped his own eyes and looked down at her and said, “The look of that pirate fellow when you levitated him by his pigtail was priceless!”
“When you transformed their spot light Fairie into a real garden gnome in a tutu I nearly wet myself,” Chloe choked out between laughs.
“Your switching spell with a real crocodile was brilliant.” George said admiringly.
“Ah, yes, but your engorgement charm made him very fearsome. You did put some sort of anti bite force field on him though. That Captain Hook’s fear of the beast was palatable, especially at the end when he plummeted into the beast’s waiting jaws. I assume you vanished him somewhere.” George nodded. “Wherever did you send him?”
“Ladies powder room!” George grinned.
“No wonder he looked so dazed at curtain call.”
“I loved it when you apperated yourself into the middle of the mermaids looking so sexy it was all I could do to not jump up on stage and ravish you.” He wrapped his arms around Chloe’s waist and pulled her closer.
“I wonder if anyone else noticed a freckled Indian dancing around in war paint and a loincloth? Nice moves Weasley.” Chloe smirked. “Oh, and I particularly liked the cannon explosions. Some of your WWW products?”George nodded again. “You know, Weasley, you are quite amazing. You must have been the top of your class.”
George’s smile dimmed. “Um, well, I had a bit of trouble with authority and, um, following rules. My brother and I liked to, well, bend the rules and sometimes tie them up in a knot.
Not all teachers were appreciative of our lack of gravity. I spent a good deal of time in detention. I also had some trouble with focusing on subjects I wasn’t interested in. The subjects I liked I excelled in. In fact Potions was my best subject but the greasy git who taught it hated our house. I was in Griffindor and he favored his own house, Slytherin, so he would mark me down for the slightest things.” George sighed. “So I got even and caused as much mayhem as I could get away with. When things got quite bad in the war, the Ministry sent in a horrible woman to keep an eye on Hogwarts and she managed to get herself set up as Head mistress. My brother and I wrecked havoc on her and when we were finally caught in front of the entire student body we decided it was time we parted ways with formal education. My mother was quite distraught until we showed her our business plan and premises for our own shop. So I might of gotten top grades- mum always thought I could if I’d only stop messing around- but I was academically disinclined.”
“Well, I think you are brilliant! And look how successful you are. Even foreigners like myself seek WWW out! I know many people at my university who excelled academically only to fail out in the real world.” She kissed George on the nose.
George picked her up and carried into the darkened alley. “Come on. I’ll show you brilliant.” He set her down in front of a closed shop. He backed her up until she was leaning on a wall.
“Ah my little strumpet, I am about to plunder treasure that I know you are concealing.” He dropped to his knees and lifted her skirt. He pointed his wand and removed her panties. He leaned in and her skirt fell over his face hiding his actions.
Chloe could feel his mouth attach to her and jumped as his tongue darted out and began to lick her clitoris and the surrounding area. His pirate hat bobbed up and down as he increased his tongue’s speed. Occasionally he would burst out with an “Arrrr Matey” or a “surrender the treasure” and Chloe couldn’t suppress her giggles even as her blood boiled from his administrations.
“Do you surrender wench?” George asked as he plundered her with his fingers while rolling his thumb and tongue on her love button.
“Oh yes Captain! Yes. I surrender!” Chloe shuddered as she came all over his face.
George pulled his head back out from under her skirt and stood up. He looked down at Chloe with his hat askew and said in a rough voice, “Ready to walk the plank matey?” And he growled and lifted her up set her on the “plank” roughly.
She walked closer to him as he moaned. He lifted her up again and filled her.
“Oh plunder away Captain!” she squealed into his ear.
“Arrr!” he replied.
Just then Chloe looked up to see a Muggle police car pull in front of the alleyway and slow down shining a spotlight at them.
“Stop! Someone’s coming!” she said hastily removing herself from a ready to cum Pirate. “It’s the police!” She pointed her wand at George and muttered a spell that pulled up his pants and cleaned him up. She then put her hands around his neck and proceeded to kiss him deeply.
Soon light flooded over them and a magnified voice said: “Freeze!” They both stopped in mid kiss. “Are you alright Miss?” said the voice from the beginning of the alley.
Chloe peeked around George and nodded her head. “Oh, yes Officer.”
“Sir will you please raise your hands over your head and turn around slowly.”
George was glad he had tucked his wand away. He shot a puzzled look at Chloe. She nodded. He raised his hands in the air and slowly turned around.
“What were you doing to the lady, Sir?”
George stuttered out, wearing his most innocent expression, “I..I was kissing her, Sir.”
“Well, perhaps you should do that somewhere else. We’ve had reports of disturbing activities in the area. Now run along and I don’t want to see your faces again tonight.” Said the officer.
Chloe muttered another spell behind George and her clothes returned to normal. George took her hand in his. They walked out of the alley while the officer eyed them suspiciously. They walked to the end of the block, turned the corner and apperated back to Diagon Alley. Chloe glanced over to George and burst out laughing again when she saw he was still wearing his pirate hat.
George grinned and cocked his eyebrow. “Arrr, that was one nasty bloke. Now where were we? Ah, yes, you were about to walk the plank. Would you like to come up where it’s a bit more private?”
Chloe bit her lower lip. “Ok, but I have to leave quite early. We won’t be able to play for too long tonight.”
George moved in and snuggled next to her ear. “Don’t Care.” He held onto her and apperated them into his room. “We have to be quiet. I wouldn’t want to wake my brother. He’s a nosey git. And it’s his turn to open up the shop tomorrow.”
Then he pushed Chloe into his bed and pounced.
Fred in the next room grinned to himself as he heard stifled giggles coming from George’s room. It was nice to know that George had someone he was seeing, too. Sometimes it got extra lonely when only one of them had a relationship going. Odd that George hadn’t talked to Fred about it though. Odd that he, himself, had not talked to George about his own girl. Well, that would change on Friday at Mum’s dinner. Fred turned over and grabbed his wand and threw a silencing spell at the wall. Then rolled over and fell back to sleep.
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Thanks again to the wonderful few out there that took the time to review. It saved me from turning my hand to knitting. I shudder to think what I may have turned out. Instead, with prompting, I’ll continue to think up scenarios for this story. In the meantime, it’s Sat. night and I have a smashed Pee Wee Herman doll head – portkey, some excellent wine and soon some great music…