The End Is The Beginning Is The End

‘We need to increase our defenses.’  Fred gasped for air while Ginny tongued the end of his cock, ‘…sources say…’

He came on a loud moan, cum spurting all over her face.  Leisurely Ginny cleaned up the mess.

George was not here, it was just the two of them.

She crawled onto the bed, her back arched, and sat down.  He lay his head in her lap and she leisurely stroked his hair.

She liked these times with him.  It was easy to make Fred happy, and of her two siblings he was certainly gentler.

He smiled at her, ‘I was so happy when mum gave birth to you.  Obviously I did not know then that you would be my lover, but, well…’

She leaned down and kissed him softly on the forehead, ‘what is going on?’ He never talked about the past unless something bothered him.

‘There are rumors that Hermione was captured.’  He quietly said.  Ginny blanched in horror.

‘Don’t panic…but the person who captured her is reportedly the Malfoys.’

Ginny’s jaw dropped and she felt her heart sink further.  ‘Are...are you serious?’

‘She hasn’t said anything yet, probably, because no one is knocking at our door but we need to prepare to engage them.’

‘Can’t we just run away?  And we need to save her, rescue her—‘

Fred gently squeezed her hand, ‘We cannot leave because there are too many people here.  We’ve even begun to make this city livable again.  And rescuing her is suicide.  I saw once, where the Malfoys make their home now.’

He shuddered, ‘We couldn’t do it, not with a million wizards.’

She ran a hand through her red hard, and looked away, ‘She’s like our sister.’

Fred suddenly got to his knees and turned to face her, ‘I wouldn’t risk it.’  A smile formed, ‘But if it were you…I might…’

She reddened, ‘F-Fred…’

He kissed her gently. 

And that was when the door was kicked open.

George stood in the doorway,  fists clenched.

‘There you are.  Monopolizing her again.’He looked really, really angry.

Fred rolled his eyes, and she fixed a smile on her face. She didn't want to be pulled into another game of tug of war.  Her brothers could be very nasty, and it always turned on her. 

She knew what would happen now.  And Fred would do whatever George told him to do.  It was the only thing that made her hate him sometimes.

George looked down at her and smiled, ‘Ginny, aren’t you happy to see me?’

She nodded her head vigorously, ‘Very happy.’

He grinned like a kid in a candy store and then flipped her onto her stomach.

One…

Two…

‘Aww!’ she hissed, trying to suppress her tears.  He thrust his dick into her ass, and without any preparation.

Fred sighed, ‘You are such a child.  You’re going to hurt her again.’

‘Shut up.  All you do is run off with her.  She’s mine too you know.’

He began to leisurely thrust in and of her, heedless of her tears while they fought over who had more right to her—

‘I was born first!’

‘I fucked her first!’

Fred glared and took his dick and grabbed her shoulders.  He forced her to sit up, and then told his brother, ‘let’s see who she likes more.’

Ginny whimpered, ‘N-noo, it’s too much--!’

He thrust his cock into her cunt, and she felt sick for a moment, she was simply too full.  But they began to fuck her, and George held her shoulders while Fred began to suck on her nipples.

Hermione, and the invasion, were forgotten.