What are big brothers for

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Warning: kinda incest, I guess
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What are big brothers for


Chapter four


Mrs Weasley went downstairs to get some pumpkin juice because she couldn\'t sleep. Since Bill left had his job at Gringott\'s and became an Auror she has had plenty sleepless nights. And that Boggart from Black\'s house still haunted her dreams when she finally got some sleep. Mrs Weasley wanted to get some sleeping potion but the bottle was empty. Already? Wasn\'t she the only one with insomnia problems around here? Bill? Did he worry about something? It couldn\'t be Ginny, or? Ginny had nothing to worry about, well except that boy who kept sending her loads of postcards. Teenage sweethearts. Ah, youth! Thought Mrs Weasley as she searched cupboard for another bottle of sleeping potion. She finally located one in the very end of the upper shelf and pulled it out. It was covered with fine dust and seemed decades old.

\"Oh , I , I suppose it\'s time to go on a shopping spree,\" Mrs Weasley sighed as she tried to uncork the bottle. She put the bottle on the table when she heard a faint squeak in the silence of the night. Mrs Weasley gazed up at the wall clock that kept tracks of the Wesley\'s family and the arrow with Bill\'s picture was pointing at \'great peril\'.

Bottle dropped from Mrs Wealey\'s cold and numb fingers and she cried :\"Oh, by Merlin\'s beard! No, no please...\" The shreds of green glass were all over the floor.

She hurried up the stairs to wake her snoring husband.

\"Arthur! Wake up, Arthur!\" she dragged his blanket away. Mr Weasley jumped up in his bed, eyes wide open and blinking in utter shock.

\"What\'s wrong Molly? Are we attacked?\" he was helplessly searching for his glasses, listening to his wife\'s sobs and incoherent babbling. His fingers hit the slick surface and he grabbed for his glasses, to put them up his nose immediately.

\"Lumos!\" he waved his wand. Mr Weasley saw his wife crying her eyes out and clinging tightly to the blanked that he was covered with just a minute ago.

\"Molly, what happened?\" he hurried toward his shocked wife and held her in his arms.

\"Oh, Arthur...it\'s Bill. Bill\'s in danger...badly wounded...\" before Mr Weasley could get any more information from his wife they were interrupted by loud crack - somebody had just Apparated in their house, probably in their kitchen. Mr Weasley forced his wife gently but firmly to come downstairs with him.

\"We shouldn\'t let him work as an Auror...we shouldn\'t...\" Mrs Weasley kept on mumbling.

Mr Weasley hurried to the kitchen that was lit with strong light. There was Tonks with completely white hair braided in spikes.

\"\'morning. Bill was wounded while he was hunting some Death Eater, but don\'t worry,\" she speeded her report when a high pitched shriek escaped Mrs. Weasley\'s throat and would nearly collapsed by her husband\'s side if he hadn\'t caught her.

\"Bill is doing all right now. They stopped his bleeding and they are giving him potions every two hours. He is in better shape than you were last year, Arthur,\" Tonks added reassuringly.

\"Where is he? St. Mungos\' I suppose?\" asked Mr Weasley hasty.

\"Actually no. Because of his bloodlose Bill can\'t be transported to the St. Mungo\'s until he gets some strengths back.\" Tonks explained to the worried parents.

\"Are you sure he is beyond live peril?\" asked Mrs Weasley with sobbing voice.

\"Yes Molly, I\'m. Kingsley saw him and told us Bill\'s doing fine, well, considering the situation.\" Tonks proceeded with caution. She hoped that Kingsley was right about Bill although she trusted him completely. He was rational and he never exaggerated.

\"Where\'s he then? In Muggle\'s hospital where they cut people open? I hope not,\" Mrs Weasley articulated her thoughts looking more furious than upset.

\"No Molly. Of course not. They take good care of him but for the time being I can\'t reveal you his whereabouts, I\'m sorry,\" Tonks lowered her head.

Mrs Weasley was to say something rude when Mr Wesley\'s hand gave her a gentle squeeze on her trembling shoulder.

\"All right for now Tonks. But I want more information on Bill\'s location in the morning. We are not only his parents but also the members of the Order, Tonks. We are to be trusted, you know that and Dumbledore knows that well too. Say our concerns and greetings to Bill. And we expect to see one of you guys here in the morning.\" Mr Weasley looked stern and serious like never before. Tonks nodded her head.

\"Of course Arthur. See you!\" Crack and she Disapparated.

\"Not a word to Ginny, not yet,\" Mrs Weasley said to her husband and they returned to bed to be silently thinking and worrying about wellbeing of their oldest son.
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Bill opened his eyes - his side was still throbbing with burning pain as he tried to turn his head. He saw dimmed figure by the fireplace. He blinked twice to clear his vision. He didn\'t catch soft steps as someone moved to his bed. Lucius Malfoy stopped at the left side of the bed with that arrogant smirk on his face.

\"Malfoy?\" asked Bill in disbelief and disgust. \"I should know it could only be you, you son of a bi...\"

\"Weasley wouldn\'t you shut your big mouth before you offend the man who saved your pathetic excuse of a life?\" Lucius snapped.

Bill\'s eyes widened and his lips parted in shock. \"You? Nah, it couldn\'t be you...\" Bill laughed in mad man\'s manner.

\"Unfortunately yes my lad. When you chose to bleed all over my fine lawn I had to save you to avoid the accusation that I was plotting a scheme with Voldemort bloke and murdered you.\" Lucius\' face was stern and blank, his voice bored and snobbish.

He saw the expression of deep doubt in Bill\'s eyes. Well, you can read this lad as an open book. How boring! Shallow as a Weasley, Lucius thought.

\"Yes, a Malfoy saved your ass, quite an irony, Weasley. To be saved by an evil former Death Eater. Next time keep away from my property, wisecrack,\" the older man snorted at Bill.

\"It got to be something with you, you bastard,\" Bil\'s eyes were glittering with silent rage. Lucius loved the sparks that indicated such a profound emotion as hatred. And not only that. From what he had heard when Bill was mumbling in his feverish dreams while still suffering from the bloodlose there were deep and lassiassions hidden in lad\'s heart. Let Lucius bring them out, he smiled.

Bill was still lying on the pillows, his face pale, his long copper brown hair cascading down his muscular shoulders, his lips parted in anger and his green eyes glistening in hate. It touched Lucius and he felt a stirring deep in his abdomen, a spark of arousal that trickled downward and made his shaft aching with need.

He would like nothing more than taming this young man, to break him and take him, Lucius smiled coldly. A Weasley, what a joke.

\"Stop torturing yourself with modest me and my cunning plans, my dear boy,\" Lucius said in false patronising worry. \"You have such a greater thing to worry about and to cause you suffering than the humble and unimportant me.\"

\"What are you talking about?\" Bill\'s cheeks got hardly visible flush as he asked in rough voice. He hated the way Malfoy was gloating over him.

\"An open book, Weasley. So transparent that it is almost vulgar, now that I think of it - it is vulgar indeed,\" Lucius leaned toward Bill\'s face. The fire made his silver hair glow in a saint\'s manner. But his gray eyes were cold and sharp like a steel as he locked his gaze with Bill\'s.

\"You think about the beast deep inside you, don\'t you? You wonder what made you to crave after someone you cannot touch. No, my dear boy, denying won\'t help a bit...you lie alone in bed tossing and turning, thinking what changed you into such a monster, was it a spell, a demon or simply your lust?\"

Bill knew he should gather all of his strengths and slap this man across his arrogant face, tearing his pale lips and smearing his proud face with blood. But he couldn\'t, his mind was like frozen, unable to tear his gaze away from these cold hypnotic eyes.

\"Listen to these words boy - believe them or not, I don\'t care. All the women are sluts. Yes, sluts. Sluts when they are ripe and the opportunity is right. There are no innocent little girls with bright eyes waiting for unblemished love!\" Lucius told him in impersonal voice.

\"She is slut too or she is yet to become one. Mature and ripe waiting to be taken. Full of juices and passions that will throw her into the lap of the first man that will show her some affection and knowledge. She is ready to be taken, don\'t fool yourself. She would gladly and easily give her virginity to the man that would claim it his.\" Lucius ran his tongue across his upper lip absentmindedly.
//Boy\'s lean body with defined muscles under tanned skin was getting more and more appealing to him. The blanket was low on Bill\'s hips, revealing only a hint of golden brown fuzz that disappeared in the wrinkles of the blanket.//
Bill sent him an angry look.

\"It\'s not true, you\'re just trying to manipulate me, you motherfucker,\" Bill couldn\'t control his rage and outburst. He had a sheen of sweat over his body and his heart was pounding like wild horses. Bill didn\'t know how this fucker got to know about him and his fantasies of Ginny but he sure won\'t let him insult her.

Lucius cast Bill a dry smile that refused to reach his cold eyes.

\"Well, that name would suit you better although you want sister not mother. Billy you had been a very bad boy indeed. Does your dear friend Dumbledore knows that? I doubt. Do you think that I need to manipulate you? What for? You just happen to be around here so I have to entertain my guest, dt I?t I? And as an older and wiser wizard I give you advice - you know that you can listen to it or not. It\'s a free country after all, enjoy your freedom, it might not last long.\" Lucius watched Bill\'s face intensely. Bill managed to lift his head and support himself with his elbows so he could return Lucius his intimidating gaze.

\"You are manipulative bastard,\" Bill repeated his words, this time slowly and quietly, gaining the control over his minds and body again.

\"Do you really think that I need to manipulate you?\" Lucius snorted. \"Unlike you I\'m getting what I need. Afraid you cannot say that for yourself Weasley. Are you getting what you want? I don\'t think so.\" The corners of Malfoy\'s lips curled in a sneer.

\"I\'ll give you one advice - I don\'t care if you dare to act upon it, Weasley. There is going to be big Mask Ball at this very house in two weeks time. Of course all the employees of the Ministry shall be invited and masked till midnight. It\'s old Malfoy\'s tradition since the times when we used to talk in French,\" Lucius said softly.
\"Come and wear a mask - find her and take her, she is ripe...waiting to be taken...it should be you, you know. You would be gentler than anyone else or am I much mistaken...\" Lucius ran his fingers lightly down Bill\'s cheek. Bill\'s breathing was labored, shallow. Lucius smiled to himself as his eyes caught boy\'s hardened flat nipples. He had toce hce himself not to wrap his tongue around them and suck while teasing him with the top of his tongue. But his eyes hid all the desire that threaten to consume his self-control.

\"Remember that - the choice is entirely yours, Weasley!\" Lucius straightened and left Bill alone in greater turmoil than ever.

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Ginny was tossing and turning in her bed, she felt so trapped. Stiff. Nervous. Unsatisfied. Needy, Ginny finally allowed to confess to herself. She wore Bill\'s T-shirt that still smelt of him - clean, woodsy smell of her big brother that offers her safety and comfort. He hadn\'t come home yet and that made her a little blue. It was so soothing having him in the room next door.

But it was also so manly smell. Healthy, strong and inviting. Muscular arms and warm skin.

Her T-shirt was up her hips when Ginny\'s hand slipped in her plain cotton panties with pinkish ribbon. Ginny sighed as her small finger rubbed that little button between her thighs that could give her so much pleasure. She moaned and arched spreading her legs wider apart and giving herself a rough rubbing. Her whole body was on fire, screaming for release as Ginny was stroking herself. She knew thhis his was a normal thing, a part of growing up (at least that was what she had read in Muggle\'s teens magazines she kept hidden under her bed) but she still had a feeling of doing something little odd if not forbidden.

Ginny pictured strong arms digging in her skin and a large shaft rubbing her clit and moaned. She arched again, her body covered in sweat and then pushed her middle finger inside her hot and wet core. After the first moments of thrill she stretched herself with second finger and started to buck wildly.

Her nipples were hard and aching, screaming for touch of strong male\'s hands that would grab her and stroke her. Then pushed her mercilessly to the bed and forced her legs apart. The smell of his body and sex. Ginny gritted her teeth not to scream too loud. Then he... then he would lift her a bit and buried his large, hard, pulsing shaft into her tightness and start to pound into her till she came.

Ginny felt something warm on her hand and she came with cry. She was shivering all over her lithe body.

Something horrible happened what Ginny wanted to push into oblivion as soon as possible - while she was thrusting on her fingers she saw the picture of her brother\'s long fingers stretching her and plunging into her, his mouth sucking her and that was when she came.

Ginny hid her head in the pillows and forced herself to sleep when. She felt guilty and dirty therefore unable to rest when she heard mum\'s scream down in the kitchen.

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OK, hope you like it. I\'m planning some Bill/Ginny action in the next chapter. Do you think that I should keep on with Bill/Lucius relationship? (lucius wants a bigger part in this fic but you can disagree with him)


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