The Weasleys and the Wild Haired Witch

A/N: sorry about the update tease a couple of days ago, I accidentally put a chapter for another story in here by mistake. Sorry about that, here is the actual update to the story.

Hermione was sitting in the kitchen of the Burrow, still in shock over the turn of events that occurred hours ago. Tonks approached her after checking on her son, concerned at the pale look on Hermione’s face.

“Mione what is the matter?” the witch asked.

Hermione tells her of what happened. “Please don’t tell Charlie, I don’t know what he would do.” Hermione begged shame and fear in her voice

“Hermione don’t fell ashamed, you did nothing wrong.”

“Please help me Tonks, I need to know who is doing this.”

“Do you have any information to go on?” she asked the Auror persona returning to her.

“Yes” she replied and gives the cuff link that had the letter L on it to her.

“I see. The baby shower and bachelor parties are tomorrow, it would be a good time to see what we can come up with.” Says Tonks in a tone that Hermione could not place.

“Why do you say that?” asked the wild-haired witch.

“You never know how much stuff that you can learn when alcohol is involved.” Tonks replied.

“How exactly are you going to listen to their confessions when we will be at the baby shower?”

She puts her arms around Hermione “Don’t worry yourself with how love, just know that I will figure it all out.” Tonks said in a confident manor, without telling Hermione how it would be done. It confused her but Hermione trusted Tonks and believed that she would tell her when she wanted to tell her. Assured she went back to her fiancée planning on making up for her sin.


Later on that evening

Remus could tell that his wife was upset when she returned to their room, she barely looked at him when she removed her purple dress and shoes that matched her hair and put on a short red nightgown and matching robe.

“Dora love, what is the matter?” he asks.

Tonks told him what happened and showed him the cuff link, one of his best pairs.

“I thought we agreed that you would not approach her without me certainly not under false pretenses. How could you do that to her, to us? You know how I struggle with our feelings for her. She trusts you, I trusted you… “
She could not continue it hurt too badly.

“I didn’t my love, I swear on the life of our son I did not do this.”He declared, begging her to believe him.

“How do you explain your cuff link in the grass?” she asks as he removed her robe and massaging a nipple.

“I can’t love, I don’t know what happened. We are in a big house with a lot of people, anyone could have taken it when I was out of the room” he replied reasonably as she tried desperately not to react to his sweet touch.

“You will have to do a favor for me” she said as he slid down the straps to her shoulders.

“Anything” he replied kissing her neck desperate for anything to prove his love for her.

“Be my spy at the Bachelor party, help me figure out who did this and I might just believe you.” she replied

“Deal” as he pushed her down to the bed, continuing to prove his devotion to her.


***
Meanwhile at the twins’ flat

“I am so glad that it is over, all that finery was giving me hives…” complained Fred

“The only bright spot was Hermione in that dress” finished George.

“Do you regret our choice?” Asked Fred he after he saw the look on George’s face.

“No brother, the girls are good for us and I love Pavarti…”

“The lust for Hermione is still haunting you?” Fred finishes for him.

“I thought that after we had relationships and made commitments it would help me get over it.” confessed George.

“She is a hard one to get over.” agrees Fred

“ I know it is wrong to feel this way especially about a brother”

“But you feel irrational jealousy and hatred towards Charlie because he has her and we do not”

Finished Fred.

“ I am not surprised that she did not look at you, you are the ugly one,” he added with a grin.

“ How long has it been for you Fred?”

“Since the Yule Ball I almost forgotten she was a girl” replied Fred

“Until she came out in that dress that was tight in all the right places” George said in a knowing sort of voice.

“ I suppose I started to feel something for her at that time, but I did not recognize it until she started to work at the bank” confessed George.

‘When Ron was an idiot and Charlie was smart enough to act upon his feelings” added Fred.

“It is a shame that we could not share her, from the security devices that we placed around the Burrow long ago she would be one hell of a good time.” Fred added with a wink.

“Did you find out who it was that fucked her impersonating Charlie?” asked George

“No, the disguised themselves well. The arms and hands were Charlie’s the rest of the body was covered in an invisibility cloak. If I did not see Charlie talking to Bill I would have said that he was having a rather kinky moment with the woman he loved.” replied Fred.

“If I didn’t see Bill talking to Charlie I would have said it was he who did it, he always was the kinky sort” added George.

“You know that she would probably do harm to our reproductive organs if she found out that we created the ease dropping device that was planted in her apartment.” Stated George with a worried look on his face.

“Relax brother, the device was stolen, she can’t hold the fact that it is used to watch her against us. That is if she even finds it in the first place. I wish I knew who did, take our idea to watch her, it must be quite a performance to watch.” Replied Fred

He then got up stretched, took the towel that was laying around for later use.


“Night brother. Don’t forget the firewisky for tomorrow” as he goes to his own room down the hall.

George rubbed his eyes it was probably a good thing to go to sleep now. He had the feeling that tomorrow would be a very long day. He striped down to his boxers, to exhausted to do anything else and was asleep before his head hit the pillow.

He was startled awake by a sound coming from downstairs.

His jaw dropped when he saw Hermione at his table drinking the firewisky that was left over from the previous day. She was still dressed as she was at the party, except that her shoes were off and her hair was down.

She gets up and goes to him, hugs him obviously upset about something.

He holds her and rubs her back, unsure of what else to do.

“I don’t know what to do George, someone took advantage of me while impersonating Charlie! He is going to be so furious, can I stay here tonight please?”

“Of course Hermione” he replied as he guided her back to the table and poured her a drink, before he knew it they had drained the bottle. Dear Merlin she was beautiful, so damn sexy siting there leg crossed, the dress moves up her thigh showing her black garter belt holding up her skin colored thigh highs. He knew he should not want her so badly, this was his brother’s fiancée, a friend who was afraid and hurting. All his traitorous brain could think about were her lips, wondering how they would feel like kissing her, or wonder how her skin will feel like when he caressed it, how her legs would feel wrapped around his body, or her voice would sound like saying his name.

Unable to stand it anymore he took her by the arms and kissed her deeply, brotherly loyalty or rational thought be damned. She hesitated at first, but he was gratified to know that she kissed back with equal passion. He was startled to hear a sound then shook his head, of course he would come down. Fred had obviously heard them and came down to see what was going on. He was just in his pajama bottoms, his hair tousled. George could see the same look of surprise that he felt before, and the same need for her as he was feeling now.

She turned to him surprised, her cheeks turn slightly red. Fred however did not have the same hesitation that he did, he come over and soundly kissed her the moment he saw her.
George loved his brother, but he really wanted to kill him now, poor Hermione must think that this was a ploy of some kind to take advantage of her.

To his surprise she did not protest, she seemed to enjoy it as well. George stroked her leg looking at her face; to be sure this is what she wanted. As far as he could tell there was no protest so he kissed her again needing to taste her sweet lips again. Fred was kissing her neck while he was unzipping her dress. His goddess looked him dead in the eye and lifted her arms, a silent request to help her take it off. He sucked in his breath as he complied watching Fred suck in his breath as well. George could not help but groan at the perfection before him. He saw that she wore no bra, and he had a better look at the lacy underwear and matching garter belt that he had a hint of before. She untied his robe and pushed it off his shoulders and pulled off his boxer shorts examining him. He felt a rush of satisfaction from the admiring look on her face. Her hand ran across his tone chest and arms, a body fit from his many years of playing Quidditch. He could hear her moan as Fred cupped a breast and nibbling her ear. It suddenly occurred to George that they were in the kitchen, and she deserves a bed.

As Hermione turned to help Fred out of his pajama bottoms and give him the same attention George removed his wand from his robe pocket ad Apparatied them to Fred’s room, the one with the bigger bed. Their rooms were both blue in color with a simple wardrobe and dresser the floors bare cherry wood. Fred got there first that day, managing to get the slightly bigger room and bigger bed. George was once mildly annoyed by this but in this instance he could forgive him. They ended up on the bed already flat on their backs Hermione in middle. Hermione stroked George chest before straddling him, Fred sitting at her back. George gave her another deep kiss as Fred undid her garter belt and pulled down her underwear. George could feel the pleasure as she eased herself on him, her tight warm body accepting him with a moan of pleasure. He gripped at her hip needed to release his emotion and devotion to her, while his brother did the same by the other end. The rooms were full of moans, screams, and curses as they all worked each other to exquisite orgasm falling on each other in a pile of sweaty limbs.

“George” her sweet lips said in his ears.

“George!”

He heard before he felt a slap in the arm waking him up suddenly. He looked up to see his brother in a towel smoking a cigarette.

He looked around to see that he was in his brother’s room naked in his bed, with his boxers and robe on a pile on the floor.

Seeing the confusion on his brother’s face Fred said, “You were sleepwalking again brother.” He gave his brother his cigarette.

“Come on get up we have things needing to be done before the party tonight”. As he went to his wardrobe to be get dressed.

“And don’t forget”

“The firewhisky” finished George as he got up to go to his own room to get dressed puffing on the cigarette.