What are big brothers for

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Warning: kinda incest, I guess
Note: the text between slashes indicates dreams or thoughts

What are big brothers for


Chapter two


In the morning the four members of the Weasley family were sitting together for the breakfast and eating fried eggs and tomatoes, while Mr Weasley was reading Daily Prophet and Mrs Weasley was making some more toasts and talking to Ginny about the party that was held at the Ministry.

\"A lot of dreadful and awful dresses, Ginny. It seems that younger witches are desperately to look like that starving and pale girls in Muggle\'s fashion magazines.\"

Bill was sipping his coffee and yawning.

\"Bill, that\'s not polite!\" Mrs Weasley warned him but continued in more concerned tone. \"You work too much and you don\'t sleep enough!\" Then she put a pile of toasts on his plate.

\"And you think that makie fae fat will save all the problems?\" Bill grinned.

\"Sometimes I think that you are the worst of all my children,\" Mrs Weasley smiled at her eldest son.

\"Fred and George will be really disappointed, mum. They still think that the first place for \'the worst son ever\' is rightfully theirs!\" Bill said innocently. Ginny giggled when Mr Weasley looked above the newspaper completely confused.

\"What Molly? Who is impolitely fat because Bill\'s disappointed? And what do the twins have to do with it?\" Mr Weasley put his newspaper away and pushed his horn-rimmed glasses up his nose.

\"Nothing, dear. Now stop goofing around and go to work. Both! You\'re late!\" Mrs Weasley started to clean the table.

Bill and Mr Weasley stood up and said \"goodbye\" before apparating to the Ministry.

Ginny spent all day sitting in the garden pretending to read some book on healing herbs that can be found around here while she was actually thinking about what she did yesterday. Well, Bill didn\'t pay a lot of attention to their little lesson. And so shouldn\'t she. Ginny sighed. Thinking all over again won\'t do her any good, especially thinking about her silly request. Forget it for good as Bill did, Ginny kept repeating to herself.

*****

It was a lousy week at the Burrows - it was too hot and to humid for the end of the summer. Ginny slept pretty bad - turning in her bed, felling feverish and irritated all the time. She was shifting in her bed while trying to catch some sleep. And not only because of the weather. It was good that Hermione, Ron and Harry were till the end of the summer holidays. They would see at once that something was troubling her. Well, maybe not Ron. Or Harry. But Hermione could see right trough her.
Ginny hadn\'t have a proper few hours sleep since they left for Romania a week ago. She wasn\'t exactly avoiding Bill after their little lesson because he had been working over time at the Ministry. Voldemort was back and the Minister and the employees were working hard to form efficient security against Voldemort and his Death Eaters. Yet Ginny cared about them less than she should. She was occupied with thinking about Dean and his letters, what a mean bastard Michael was and how on Earth did she found so much guts to go and ask Bill about kissing. And to kiss him. And he kissed her back. She felt something powerful then. Since that kiss Ginny felt grown up and understood more than she should. That\'s why she was so exhausted while pretending that she was still old good little innocent Ginny. She didn\'t want her parents or her brother to worry. With lots of thinking about life she could live there was lack of sleep and now she was the one yawning at their breakfast and mum has started to observe her with suspicion.

*****

\"Do you watch that Muggle thing dad brought home?\" Mrs Weasley asked her daughter after the breakfast when they were cleaning the house.

\"What thing?\" Ginny looked surprised. \"Oh, you mean the television,\" Ginny finally understood.

\"Yes, I don\'t like that thing. It shows things that are not appropriate for young children\'s eyes,\" Mrs Weasley sounded exasperated and waved her wand nervously that the beds started to jump.

\"It\'s nothing mum, really,\" Ginny smiled. Poor mum! She thought that her little girl knows nothing about adult topics. And would get funny ideas from the Muggles\' late movies.

\"Dad shouldn\'t brought home that sort of thing,\" Mrs Weasley snapped.

\"Don\'t worry mum, I know about the bees and birds, some Muggle\'s telly won\'t corrupt my mind,\" Ginny gently told Mrs Weasley.

\"Children! You sound just like Bill,\" when Mrs Weasley saw Ginny\'s grin, she added, \"and that\'s not a compliment!\"

*****

As for Bill - he was glad that he had been buried up to his neck with work to keep his twisted minds off that little incident. He was afraid to sleep because his dreams, well let\'s say that dirty Muggle\'s night movies were neat fairytales in comparison to *his* dreams. When he woke up panting in his pillows with throbbing erection Bill could explain everything rational. A kiss that turned him on and not having sex for fortnight due to Fleur\'s trip to France to visit her family could produce odd fantasy.

But a night or two of good healthy sex with Fleur should make the tensions inside his body and mind gone. No more sleepless nights while he was starring at the blank ceiling and meditating on how close his young er wer was. Or recalling the feeling of her smooth skin caressing his. If he took sleeping potion he dreamt about her so he slept only few hours a night. Bill gritted his teeth in futile attempt to suppress his erection, forcing the picture of Professor Snape brushing his yellow teeth before his eyes but it didn\'t help. It had never failed him before. That clearly showed how seriously disturbed Bill was.

Yet there were still two days to endure till Fleur\'s return. \"Baby come back...aussi vite que possible!\" Bill mumbled the last part of sentence in French. Maybe thinking in French language would calm him... not... apparently.

Bill gave up and left his bed. There was faint light far in the east side of the sky, but the dark was still ruling the earth. It was probably around four or five o\'clock in the morning. Bill went to the bathroom and put his sweaty pants and T-shirt in the basket. He got in the shower and thought of having a nice icy cold shower when his gaze caught a creamy white bottle of \'silky touch body wash\' with vanilla scent. Not thinking twice Bill grinned and open the shower so that the drops of warm water caressed his skin. He put some of the lotion in his palm and closed his eyes.
Bill whimpered as he ran his fingertips lightly down his muscular abdomen. With his eyes closed he could clearly imagine small hand //that was not his girlfriend\'s!// touching him. His mouth were suddenly dry and his body burning. Bill wrapped fingers around his aching shaft and gave himself a firm squeeze. The body wash made his skin slick and he stroked himself gently, picturing some young girl with smooth warm skin licking her way down his body before capturing his length in her hot wet mouth and sucking him greedily. Bill shuddered hard, his face twisted in pleasure and a choked moan left his lips as he came.

Bill put his hands on the wall and let the water ran down his body while he was panting because his relief was so intense. Bill washed himself with what was left in the bottle and felt spent and satisfied. That\'s what he needed and now he can back go to bed and sleep till the morning without disturbing dreams. He was perfectly all right, nothing was wrong with him - he was just *overloaded*. Bill looked around to find some towel but they were all gone. He frowned - how was he supposed to go back to his room? Naked? And he felt thirsty too. Bill saw Ginny\'s towel hanging from the shelf and grabbed it. He wrapped it around his hips and caught a glimpse of himself when he left the bathroom. He saw a tall guy with wet hair dressed in fluffy pink towel. Who cares, no one will see me, Bill shrugged and went downstairs.

*****

Ginny got up early, way before the dawn. It was too hot to sleep. And she felt so thirsty but there was the empty glass on her little table. She yawned and got up feeling a little dizzy. Ginny wore Bill\'s old T-shirt because it was too hot to wear anything else and it was big enough to cover her butt. Beside - there\'s no one up yet so who cares? She opened the door and went downstairs to get some water.

Ginny didn\'t turn the lights on because it wasn\'t pitch dark, it was a kind of cosy, sleepy twilight when everything seemed so peaceful. Ginny was barefoot therefore she moved around the house with no sound at all. When she came around the corner she bumped into someg dag dark and wet and it wrapped its paws around her ... Ginny wanted to scream when she heard her big brother\'s voice.
\" \'Morning, sis,\" Bill was holding her.

Now Ginny realised that the paws she felt were actually his muscular arms around her waist and suddenly stiffed. Bill noticed that and grinned.
\"Hey, did I scare you? You\'re still a baby, Ginny.\"

Yes, it was Bill who had just came out of the kitchen. Ginny was surprised, he wasn\'t supposed to be up so early! Then Bill called \"Lumios!\" and the kitchen was lightened.

Ginny has just found out that Bill wore nothing but hink,ink, fluffy towel around his hips and his long hair were wet and stuck to his skin. Bill was surprised too, but after jacking off in the shower he felt pretty at peace with himself and his libido, so he decided to act like nothing had changed since the \'lesson\' day.

He has a French girlfriend and this is his little sister he loves as a brother should love his sister. But Bill was still holding Ginny in his arms and the drops of water on his skin were soaking her T-shirt. Her warm skin was so addictive and the vanilla smell of her hair, or was it his hair? He used up her vanilla body wash for sure.

\"Let me go! And I wasn\'t scared for your information. I\'m not a kid anymore, I\'m fifteen!\" Ginny squirmed in his grip. \"Why you smell of vanilla? Did you bath yourself with *my* body wash?\" Ginny stopped trashing and looked in his face. Bill blinked and almost let her go in panic. Sure she couldn\'t guess what he has been doing with her body cou could she? He felt familiar stirring in his lower abdomen again. By Merlin, time for him to go to bed.

\"You\'re still a kiddo to me,\" Bill was convincing himself before he let Ginny go.

\"You owe your kid sister a bottle of body wash,\" Ginny said stubbornly before she turned to have a glass of water. She made few steps to the kitchen sink when the dizziness came back and overwhelmed her and she would had hit the ground if it wasn\'t for Bill who caught her in his stretched arms.

\"Ginny what\'s wrong?\" Bill was scared and he sounded serious, the big smile disappeared from his face. His heart shrunk at the sight of Ginny\'s pale face with closed eyes. Bill was caressing her cool cheeks and watching her tentatively. He felt relieved when she half opened her eyes and smiled weakly.

\"I couldn\'t sleep properly for a couple of nights, it was just too hot, you know. And that\'s why I\'m tired and dizzy I guess. Don\'t worry,\" she looked at her oldest brother with eyes full of light. Bill suddenly felt warmth climbing up his spine. But it wasn\'t lust, it was the feeling that he would do anything for his little sis. He would die if anything happened to her. His little sister. Although Bill knew Ginny hated to be called that. She was fifteen. Still a kid, Bill smiled back at her.

\'A kid you would like to shag.\' Bill heard voice inside his head. \'Stop you ill bastard\', Bill mentally slapped himself.
\'But you would! Don\'t lie. Be honest - you crave this lithe body, you dream of her wrapped around you, the heat that threatens to consume you, wet tightness...\' \'Stop! stop! Think of Professor McGonagall in her granny brown underwear, think of troll picking his nose, think of Professor Snape\'s jars full of dead parts of animals...\' gross, yet it served its purpose and Bill was able to look at Ginny as his little sister again. Fortunately Ginny didn\'t notice anything weird in his behaviour.

\"Then take some sleeping potion, kiddo. You have scared the hell out of me,\" Bill gently ruffled her hair and carried her to the kitchen table where he sat her down and produced small green bottle from the upper drawer. He took a glass and fill it with pumpkin juice then he added few drops of sleeping potion.

\"Here you go, Ginny,\" Bill put the glass in Ginny\'s cold hands. \"Drink it all!\" he commanded her. Ginny drank it suddenly feeling much better and giggled at the whole situation.

\"What? Good, I can see you feel much better if you can laugh at me,\" said Bill while pretending to be hurt.
\"You\'re wearing my pink rabbit\'s fluffy towel I got for birthday,\" Ginny pointed at the towel wrapped around his hips.

\"So what!? Should I stride around the house naked and flash the house elves? They would spread the rumour that I\'m some perverse weirdo,\" Bill said as an apology.

Ginny saw tiny water drops oozing from Bill\'s long hair down his muscular shoulders, ed ced chest, drops following thin line of brown hair, past his navel and sank in the soft material of the towel. Ginny felt heat and butterflies in her belly like when they kissed. She gulped and flushed at the same time. But Bill hadn\'t noticed anything because he continued talking to her.

\"I bet Fleur would like the fluffy towel, it sure brings out my feminine side,\" Bill smirked. \"Eet iz zo chic!\"

Ginny was relieved because Bill\'s imitation of his girlfriend returned her to the safe ground and she giggled. \"Ieur eur hears about that you will be dead!\"

\"But she won\'t, won\'t she?\" Bill said slowly and sent to Ginny some wannabe-threatening look.

Ginny giggled again, her brother was such a clown.

\"OK, party\'s over. Let\'s go upstairs and tumble you into bed,\" Bill led Ginny upstairs afraid that she would feel dizzy again. Ginny had plenty attacks of mad laugh so Bill had to use a spell that switched her voice off. He opened the door of her bedroom and pushed her into her bed.

\"Sleep well,\" Bill tucked Ginny in the blankets and left her. He closed the door softly. Instantly Ginny fell asleep.

Bill wasn\'t that lucky - he was switching his position in bed and when he finally fell asleep he was caught in feverish dreams. Again. Welcome to Bill Weasley\'s Land of Sick Fantasies. But Bill was sleeping, caught in his dreams and it was a weird thing that the thought of taking some dreamless potion never occurred to him. It would instantly ended Bill\'s wild and disturbing dreams.

// Bill was in her bed, spooned behind her, both of them naked, her warm skin touching his cooler, still damp from the bath, he was pressed fully to her back, nuzzling into the crook of her neck and kissing her throat. Then she slipped down his body and used her hot mouth on him. Her pink soft tongue teasing the top of his shaft, licking it and sucking... Bill shuddered and gave a soft gasp, his fingers curling in the sheet next to his head. She moved up his body and as was rubbing herself on his hardened shaft.
\"Please Bill,\" she moaned and put his hand on her small breasts. Bill felt smooth skin and firm flesh under his hands.
\"Bill,\" she was stroking him and sucking till he gasped and came hard.//

Bil woke up covered in sweat feeling both shameful satisfaction and remorse. \"It\'s dream you cannot control them,\" he tried to apology to himself. He should use potion for dreamless sleep, Bill reminded himself as he was dressing himself. But they didn\'t have any at home - he should go to the Diagonal ally to get some. Later, I have a lot of serious work to do, he shoved his conscience aside.

\"It\'s the stress at work and lack of sound sex,\" Bill explained to himself while showering with cold water that would, he hoped, made his body numb for at least few hours till Fleur returns. He didn\'t know how he could look in Ginny\'s innocent sweet face at the breakfast.

*****

Ginny was sitting behind the table and eating sausages with fried eggs and tomatoes that Mrs Weasley had made especially for Bill.

\"Your poor brother works so hard, he has even more work than Percy has\" Mrs Weasley said to her youngest child. \"He needs to keep his strengths, you know. But Bill forgets that. So from now on we are going to have big breakfasts with lots of fresh fruit and milk!\"

Bill came to the kitchen dressed and calm. Dreams are dreams but reality is another thing.

\"Morning girls!\" he said cheerfully to Mrs Weasley and Ginny before he sat down. Mr Weasley was still in batroom.

\"Slept well?\" Mrs Weasley asked him with worry in hoiceoice.

\"Like a baby, mum,\" Bill retorted and pour his usual coffee in his mug when he noticed that it has turned into milk.

\"Mum?\" Bill asked.

\"Coffee isn\'t good for you, Bill. It has that horrible caffeine Muggle\'s health magazines warn Mug abo about. Have some good healthy milk instead. It\'s fresh,\" Mrs Weasley gleamed.

\"Thanks mum,\" Bill shrugged and mumbled a little useful spell that added coffee flavour to the drink you were having.

Ginny smiled to Bill and they exchanged secretive glances as two conspirators but then as Ginny looked away Bill froze.
Ginny was holding fried sausage with her greasy fingers, licking the sauce from it with her small pink tongue. Bill stiffened and unconsciously held his breath.
Ginny was now sucking her fingers on her right hand - one by one she wrapped her pinkish tongue around it and sucked greedily. Bill stifled his moan and helped himself with lots of food to take his mind off some dirty thoughts. He needs Fleur badly before he goes mad.

*****

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Author\'s note and thanks

Thank you guys for encouraging words. Hope you like this chapter. I don\'t have a beta and since I\'m not a native speaker there are probably mistakes of all kinds.
So if anyone has some spare time and/or will (I know it\'s hard with school and everything) I would be *very* grateful to have a beta read this story.

HatBox : I\'ll try to write a good story, if you have any suggestions to improve this fic just let me know. I hope that I\'m doing OK for the time being.

potter : I hope that it was worth waiting ;)

Derr : Bill will sweat *a lot* (me grinning)

Sakura : my journey with Bill/ Ginny continues as you see

Jean : see, I wrote more

Camilla : thanks for support :)

star : here\'s sequel, I sure hope you like it!

Laerai : neither am I a big incest ff fan, but this idea just popped in my head and refused to move to someone else\'s head, so I had to write it down

Renee : thanks for enthusiasm! hope you liked second chapter

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