Life Acording to George Weasley

Life According to George Weasley

NOTES: LA LI HOOOOOO!!! I'm back with a brand spankn' new chapter!! Aren't you all just so proud of me!!? YEAH!! lol. Well, sorry this took so long to get out but, I have a lot of work to do...and...uhh...no...that's a lie. I'm just really lazy... ANYWAY new chapter. Read it, review it, 'cause if you don't I'll go kung-fu on your ass.... crazy marshmallow style.

WARNINGS: SLASHSLASHSLASH!!!! Sex, both Con and non-con (rape in other words), Violence, Language, and all out craziness. Youe bee been warned. ^_~ (Ehe...rape...)

COUPLES: Fred/George (That's right folks, twin-y goodness.) George/Henry (OC), implied Harry/Draco, Hermione/Ron, and staring in this chapter, Oliver and Percy. YEAH!!


DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Simple--ain't it?


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BEFORE YOU BEGIN: This is a pointless chapter, in the next one, there is rape and angst. Have fun.

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George awoke slowly the next morning, a slight pain between his legs, but happier than he'd ever been. He was laying against Fred, who had his arms wrapped protectively around his brother, he smiled, and carefully slipped out of the other's embrace. He dressed in silence and made his way down the narrow, creaky stair case to the kitchen.

The smell of freshly made waffles drifted to his nose as he entered the warm room. Ron, Ginny, and his mother were all sitting around the table, talking happily. Mrs. Weasley looked up from her mug of tea as George entered.

"Ah!" She said, standing with a large smile on her face. "I was wondering when you were going to get out of bed! Were's George?"

The younger red head smiled. "I am George Mum." The elder blinked, squinting at him, than braking out into a wide smile again.

"Oh yes of course. Fred still asleep than?" George nodded. "Okay than. Go wake up your brother, than have some thing to eat. We'll be leaving shortly." and with that she hurried out of the kitchen into the yard.

George looked over at his two younger siblings. "Were are we going?" he asked.

"To visit Percy." Ginny said, taking a sip of her orange juice.

"Why?"

"I'm not sure. Mom says it's because we haven't seen him in a wile, but I know better."

"Do you now?" Ron piped up, his gaze defying. " Just what do you know that we don't?"

Ginny took another sip of her drink than placed it down onto the worn table. "The reason Percy hasn't been around to visit, and why he always says he's busy when Mom calls to say she want's to visit."

"And that would be....?" Both her brother's asked at once.

"He's seeing some one he shouldn't; and they're living together."

"And you have proof of this, how?" George asked, secretly hopping for it to be true. What? Black mail was fun!

"No proof. Call it... a woman's intuition."

"No thank you!" Ron sputtered, "I get enough of that from Hermione."

"Who's he seeing than? I thought he was all in love with Penelope?"

Ginny looked half shocked, half amused at thins. She giggled a bit. "He used to, but she didn't feel the same about him. They broke it off about a week before school ended that year."

George raised an orange eye brow. "Than who is he seeing now?"

Ginny just smirked and said: "You'll know when we get there."

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George silently crept into his room, where Fred was still sleeping soundly on his bed. He smirked. He moved stealthily through the room, stepping over clothing, books, papers and other assorted things lying forgotten on the ground, humming the Jaws theme. Fred hadn't moved at all; George flashed the trade mark grin he and his twin were known for, and dived on to Fred.

"GAH!!!" Fred yelled under him, thrashing around madly. George straddled his waist, bringing his hands onto either side of the other boy's head.

"Good morning." he said happily, placing a small kiss on Fred's lips. Fred smiled.

"ing ing love. What's on the schedule for today? Wanna go practice Quidditch a wile? Than maybe we can go make out in the woods."

George chuckled and slid off his brother. "Sounds like a lot of fun, only thing is though, we are going to visit Perce today."

"What?!" Fred cried as George chucked a shirt at his head. "Why? I don't want to visit that stuck up prat!!"

George picked up a pair of blue jeans from the floor. They looked clean enough, so the passed them over his shoulder to his brother. "I know, but apparently, he's living with some one he shouldn't be. So we have an excellent opportunity to black mail him."

Fred looked confused. "I don't get it. How do you know this?"

George smirked and passed some black boxer's Fred's way. "Woman's intuition."

"Oh?"

George spun around so he was facing his brother. "You can bank on a woman's intuition."


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It was ten to ten when they arrived at Percy's flat in muggle London. George was very nervous. Maybe not so much nervous as excited. The way Ginny had stated what she thought to be true, was just was to convincing. He knew she was right. But that left the question of who it could possibly be. Penny was gone, and Percy wasn't exactly the type to date some one with a lot of piersings lets say, or any thing like that. George was all out of ideas.

Mrs. Weasley rang the door bell twice. No one answered. George sniggered at the thought of Percy fleeing out the fire escape. A few loud knocks followed, and after a long pause, a deep voice resounded behind the door: " Hold ON a bloody minute!! FUCK-" the door was flung open.

"-me." Mrs. Weasley gasped, Fred and George chuckled. A very wet, flushed and angry Oliver Wood stood before them in the door way, clad only in a white towel. " Oh, hell."

Regaining her composure, Mrs. Weasley adopted her scolding mother tone. " Do watch lan language Oliver dear. Is my son in?"

"Ah... n-no. Sorry, but he went shopping. I'll tell him you stopped by though-"

"Nonsense," Mrs. Weasley interrupted. We shall just wait here until he gets back." Oliver looked nervously over his shoulder.

"R-Right...come on in..." he stepped to the side and the gaggle of Weasleys past him into the apartment where George and his siblings toed off their worn out shoes.

Percy and apparently Oliver's flat was small, but nice. The front door led into a narrow hall. A closet was stationed by the door, on the opposite side of it's hinges. The hall was bland, white walls, with hard wood floors. A few pictures lined the hall of the Weasleys, Woods, and assorted others. at the very end of the hall was a door that stood slightly ajar, and as they passed it, George noticed it was a bed room, with a very large bed... . Beyond the hall was the living room/kitchen. This also had hard wood floors. A muggle T.V set was against the far wall, a couch, a love seat and an arm chair all sitting on a large red rug around it. The kitchen had dusty red counters and white walls. An island with two stools finished it off nicely. Oliver instructed them to sit, wile he went and got changed. George sat on the love seat with Fred. His back was to the kitchen now, and his gaze drifted towards the other two doors. One door that led to the room beside the bed room had it's door open and was a definite "Percy Zone" It was cluttered with paper work and files, George could barley see the desk under it all. Through that room, was a sliding glass door that led to the balcony. The only door left had to be the bath room, George decided, and got up to play with the Tele.

A few minutes later, oliver came back into the living room, toweling his brown hair. "Would you guy's like any thing?" He asked courteously.

"I'll have a cup of tea if you don't mind." Mrs. Weasley said, not looking up from the copy of "Witch Weakley" she had brought along.

"Right. Any thing for you lot?"

"No thank you." Ginny said pleasantly, looking around the apartment with a look of triumph.

"I'm good." Ron said as well.

George took a purple and green sweet out of his pocket and bit into the purple end. He felt his temperature rise, and his mouth dry. "Uhhhh...I-I" he covered his mouth, and swallowed the bile that had been raised. "Don't fell so well...."

Fred hid a smile as Mrs. Weasley felt her son's forehead. "How on earth did this come about? You where fine this morning."

"I-I know, I don't know what's wrong with me..." he gagged.

"I'll help him to the bathroom Mum, he really looks like shit. Oliver? Where's the loo?"

Oliver had a very skeptical and untrusting look plastered on his face; none the less, he motioned for the twins to follow, leaving a displeased mother, and two giggling red headed children.

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Oliver held the door open for the twins as Fred helped George inside. Once Oliver had the door closed, the younger twin ate the remaining half of the candy. He instantly felt better.

The shower was still running, and through the shower curtain, George could see the blurred out line of some one. "Oliver?" the person behind the glass asked, "Is that you?" and Percy Weasley's wet red head appeared from behind the curtain. And froze.

"Hey Perce. Guess who's here?" Oliver asked, stepping over to his boy friend and giving him a kiss on the cheek to awaken him from his revive.

"Holy hell." Percy said quietly, staring wide eyed at the twins.

Fred and George both smiled broadly. "HEYA PERCE!!" the chanted at the same time.

Percy's index finger went to his lips and he made a 'shushing' sound between his lips. "He quiet!! Oliver!! My mother's here, isn't see?"

Oliver and the twins all nodded.

"Bugger. Okay. Uhhhh... w-what are we going to do?!"

"Just put yer clothes on, apparate out side, and walk in!" George suggested.

"Uhh, guys?"

"But he was shopping." Fred added. "If he doesn't have any thing with him..."

"Hello?"

"Ah, but I never specified what KIND of shopping he was doing. He could have been clothes shopping for all they know!!" Oliver spoke up. The twins nodded. A triumphant look on their faces.

"OI!!" Percy shouted, now with a towel wrapped around himself. "That's a good plan. Theoretically speaking." He turned the water off.

"Why what ever do you mean dear brother?" Fred asked, an eye brow raised.

"My clothing is in my room."

Silence.

More silence.

Even more...silence. Until.

"AH!!" Oliver said brightly, grinning. "Fred, George. You two are adventurous yes?"

The twins answered in sync. "Yeah."

"And your not afraid of heights.."

"No.."

"And you have absolutely no care for your self being."

"Not at all."

"Okay than. The two of you, climb out this window, " the ex-quidditch captain pointed to the large rippled window behind him, once yer out there, a balcony goes all the way to me and Percy's room. Grab some clothes, and run back.

"Wow," Fred gasped. "That was good. Okay. be back in a sec!"


So, the next thing George knew, he and his twin were rummaging through Oliver's and Percyhinghings. Fred the the closet, George had the dresser.

Fred had already chucked a white shirt onto the neatly made bed behind them, and was about to do the same to a pair of grey pants when-

"Bloody hell!" George exclaimed, pausing from his rummaging of the top drawer.

"Wut is it luv?" Fred asked. George blushed slightly and tossed the article onto the be with the shirt. "He is SO wearing this..." Fred looked at the item. And started laughing. George ran over to him and crushed their ltogetogether; just to shut the stupid bugger up.

When they parted, all Fred said was, and in a musical voice, I might add: "Percy's gunna wear a thoo~ong!!"


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"Do you two have any idea how much I hate you?" Percy asked, after getting changed.

Fred just smiled. "Thooo~ong."

"Well I think thongs are sexy." Oliver said, hugging Percy from behind. George snorted.

"You would," he said, his hands on his hips. "we found it in YOUR drawer."

Oliver stuck his tongue out, and Percy laughed. Fred stepped over to his brother so he could whisper in his ear. "They seem so happy together, don't they?"

George nodded. "Yeah. I'm really happy for them...."

Oliver kissed Percy, and than the shorter red head disapparated. "Cummon you twits, lets get back to yer mum."

Mrs. Weasley was still sitting on the sofa when they returned. "Well, you certainly took your sweet time. Every thing alright?"

George sat down beside her. Fred sat down beside Oliver on the other couch. George felt a twang of jealously, but quickly shook it off. "Perfectly a-okay!!" He smiled reassuringly.

"I think that just worries me more..."

Just than the door opened and Percy, hair still a bit damp, walked in.

"Percy!!" The oldest Weasley cried, moving like a cheetah off the couch to hug her son. The rest of them just sniggered.

"It's god to see you Mum. I'm sorry I've been so busy with things..."

"Not at all," she waved a hand indifferently. "Why didn't you tell me you and Oliver were living together?"

Percy gulped. "O-Oh? I thought I had. Sorry."

"Think nothing of it. Just want you two to know, you are coming to dinner tonight. Seven o'clock sharp!! Don't be late!!" She kissed Percy's cheek, and stepped out into the hall way. Her children (excluding Percy of course) all followed, with parting said, hugs exchanged and a few slaps on oliver's bum (not Ron and Ginny, I swear)

George leaned over to Fred. "Uh-oh."


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*commits seppuku* LORD that was crap!!! *rambles on* But I just HAD to get it out. I have such a bad writers block dealie right now.... *rips out h

What ever. I should have the next chapter, which will FOR SURE HAVE GRAPHIC RAPE in it. Henry's a little bastard. lol. PLE PLEASE REVIEW? PLEASE? It's the only thing keeping me alive!!

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