The Weasleys and the Wild Haired Witch

AN:// mild form of fetisism and domination, handjob, oral sex and tit sex ahead.

A figure in a cloak stood in front of the Weasley shop with a smile of satisfaction on their lips as they witnessed the fight between Charlie, Hermione and Remus. The cufflink left in the grass was just enough to drive a wedge between the two. He needed one more push to break them up for good. The silver blond next to them winked at them and walked away to Charlie to seduce him to end the charade of a marriage proposal. Then they would comfort the lovely brown witch and finally make her theirs.

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Fred woke the next morning next to a form that had brown hair and soft skin and the feeling that he was hit in the head by a hippogriff. He began to remember what happened when he saw his dragon skin suit on the floor and the purple dress and sandles and lacy white bra and matching knickers next to it. The previous afternoon the latest parties were held; baby shower for the latest Weasley child at the Weasley home and the bachelor party for the boys at the Weasley shop. All was going well until the Weasley twins became drunk and told the group what they had witnessed the other day and the incriminating cuff link that was found in the grass. Charlie furious at what he perceived as betrayal from a friend, hit Remus so hard he hit the ground.


Tonks who was carrying her wand forced them both apart while Bill Restrained Charlie. Charlie was hurt when she went to Remus first to check on him.

Angry he said words that he regretted for the rest of his life. “Hermione I am not going to be a fool for anyone. You have to choose, Remus or me”

Hermione was shocked and saddened that Charlie would believe that Remus would do such a thing or that Charlie would believe the accusation.

“ How dare you insult Tonks and Remus like that! How dare you put me in this position! I have been devoted to you for years! I have been loyal to your family even after I knew of their faults! I choose Remus who had been my friend since fourteen and would not do anything so despicable! If you can’t trust me than the wedding is off! ” she then took off her ring and threw it at him and helped Tonks get Remus off the floor and take Remus home.

He did not know how Charlie got home probably Bill who was restraining Charlie so he could not do anymore damage. However the emotional damage had been done to the couple already and Merlin only knows if it could be fixed. His guilt at what had been done was eased as Hermione returned to the shop looking for comfort.Fred took her to his room where he held her as she cried and that was the last thing that he remembered clearly. He dragged himself to the bathroom and blindly fished around for the hangover potion he procured knowing that there would be drinking at the party. When his vision was clear enough he looked down and saw that he was wearing a slutty maid outfit complete with fishnet stockings and choker. He peeked out his head and saw Hermione sit up and saw her naked with the exception of a dog collar and stiletto heels and a stinky potion and an emerald engagement ring on the nightstand.

Fred groaned as he sat down on the toilet seat remembering some of what happened. When Hermione returned he proposed something that he only dreamed about strip poker with her Parvati and Padma. The twins was always up for anything, Hermione was a little harder to convince. She only agreed to it if he lost he would wear any dress that she chose. They then went back to the shop. Fred always had a kinky game in his mind if the occation ever arose. Winner asked the loser to strip of a piece of clothing the clothing and manner of the removal depended on the cards the loser held. Aces=losers choice, Hearts Winners choice, Spades the loser removes the clothing themselves, Clubs the winner strips the clothing of the loser. If the winner had 10 or above or has no clothing left the winner gets a kiss from the looser. Fred was certain he was going to win, then it all went blank. It was obvious that he lost but with the stench of the polyjuice potion in his nostrils he was certain he was not with Hermione and also made him wonder if he propositioned the right Hermione in the first place. He angrily stripped off the outfit and put on a pair of boxers. Before he could question who this woman was she had dressed and had gone. Fred then dressed and went downstairs to clean up the remains of the party and figure out what had gone wrong.
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Arthur Weasley crept down stairs still in his pajamas to the shed behind the house. He opened the shed and passed the pieces of Sirius Black’s motorcycle and into two rooms that not even his wife knew about. The outer room consisted of his sketches of Hermione in all different poses and positions. Others where pictures of her at her graduation and other candid pictures of major events of her life. His life would be easier if he loved her like a daughter like Molly did, like he loves Tonks, Harry, Remus and Neville like his children. He always liked Hermione her charm, intelligence and loyalty helped him to stay strong during the hard times. His appreciation for her as a woman did not come until she blossomed as one. He sighed and sat in the chair that was in the room directly in front of his drawings of the witch. To his right was a stand where he had magazines of muggle devices that where fascinating to him.

He did love his wife deeply she gave him wonderful children, including the first girl for the Weasleys in generations. She ran his home, supported him unconditionally and always managed to produce items for him and their children no matter how unattainable it may seem. He hated himself for the way he felt knowing he was a married man and the woman he wanted was engaged to his own son, and his inability to expel his feelings for Hermione. Not even the announcement that Charlie intended to marry the witch lessened his feelings one bit. The only option he had was to entertain his thoughts in private and return to the world like nothing had happened.

He was startled to see Hermione’s dress and shoes on the floor. As he walked to the room where there was the bed he slept in when he and his wife had their fights he saw a lace bra on the floor. He felt his cock twitch as he envisioned Hermione’s bare breasts waiting to be worshiped like the goddess she was. He lost his breath completely as he saw her laying on his bed; hair fanned out lips lightly, a shapely leg peeking out of the sheet that barely covering her softness as she slept peacefully. It felt like he was being controlled by an unseen force as caressed her leg enjoying how soft she felt. He noticed that her hair smelled like peaches as he traced her full lips with a thumb memorizing her features. His hand seemed to move on its own from her lips down the graceful length of her neck traced the line of her breast before he cupped it and kiss her. Arthur pulled back appalled at himself for doing such a thing it was wrong for so many reasons. Arthur managed to step back and was forcing himself to leave when he heard her voice say “Good morning”

He spun around to see her sit up in bed looking strangely at him not surprising since he was certain that he had a horrified and guilty expression on his face. “Hermione…I was um…just” Arthur could not even think of an excuse he turned as red as his hair

“kissing me” she finished calmly running her fingers through her hair. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask you if it was alright before I slept here.”

Arthur managed to ask in a somewhat squeaky voice ”Your not mad at me?”

“No I’m not mad it’s my fault for coming to your secret place where you stroke yourself to find a place to sleep.” Hermione looked at him and said “You look as though you need some help.” She said as she looked over to his pants that were unnaturally tight.

“It’s alright we’re friends aren’t we? Friends help each other out and it is my fault you are in such a state and that looks like it is really bothering you” Arthur could not argue, she did have a point.
Hermione reached out and unbuttoned his flap and freeing his member from his confinement allowing sheet to fall exposing her glorious chest to his eyes. She takes him in her hand gliding her fingers over his shaft before she licks the tip eliciting a moan from the main who took a fistful of her hair. She teased him with her hand running up and down his shaft before she took him into her mouth sucking him into a frenzy. Finally he could not take it anymore and took her by the hair pushed her down on the bed. He stroked each of her breasts before he pushed them together and started to fuck them fast and furious desperate to gain his release. It was not that long before he grunted and groaned and expelled his release that landed on her startled yet pleased face. He rolled off her and lay on his side trying to catch his breath when he felt her roll him on her back. She removed her underwear revealing her wet core and straddled his hand moving back and forth trying to relieve herself moving and moaning on his hand finally he felt her walls constrict around his fingers and her body arched and convulsed in her orgasm.
She rolled off him panting and shaking from her orgasm. Arthur pulled the sheets over them and pulled her to him enjoying him say his name.

“Oh Arthur”

“Arthur? Arthur!”

Arthur shot up in bed startled at the sound of his wife. It took him a moment to realize he was in his room and his encounter was just a dream. He saw his wife standing in the doorway hands on her hips looking down on him angrily. “What are you doing still in bed? You need to get up and find Hermione and talk her back into the marriage. Charlie is in the flat and said that she did not go home last night.”

“Now darling I am sure Hermione is alright she probably went someplace to think’ He said reasonably as he rose from the bed and dressing quickly

“I am sure I will be able to find her before the celebration for Ron this evening.” He said as he left the room quickly before she was able to ask him about why he was still in bed.


Meanwhile at the Leaky Caldron

Hermione was staring at the ceiling of the room she acquired for the night. She needed space to think and she could not stay at the Burrow or anyplace else that there were people involved in the situation.

She truly loved Charlie and wanted things to work with them but she could not allow him to publicly humiliate a friend and do nothing about it. Deep down the witch knew it was not the cuff link that bothered him but the idea that she would leave Charlie to be with Remus someone that Hermione had deep feelings for. It was hard for her to get over her feelings for him when he married Tonks but she eventually managed to build a cherished friendship with Remus and Tonks and found true love with Charlie. The witch was honest about her feelings which seemed like a good idea at the time but it seemed to make things worse. What truly shocked her that evening was that she found out how deep Remus and Tonks feelings for her went.

She had gone for a wash cloth to wipe away the blood and on her way back she caught their conversation


“That is enough Remus”said Tonks in a stern tone

“Darling I don’t know…”

“You know perfectly well what I mean Remus John Lupin. You are beating yourself up for having feelings for Hermione. You allowed Charlie to hit you out of some sort of misguided penance.”

Hermione saw him hang his head ashamed. The witch took her in her arms so his head was on her shoulder. “Darling you have done nothing wrong. You have respected Hermione and been there as her friend and haven’t pressured her in any way. Hermione sees you as a valued friend and would not want you to beat yourself up like this.
It is a shame. It would be so much fun to have her naked in our bed sharing her delicious body hearing her cry our names in passion”

Remus chuckled and pushed her down on the bed covering her body with his. “ I bet you would be happier being the one dominated by us my love. You so love it when Moony makes you his bitch”. He unbuttoned her dress exposing her bare breasts and tease her nipple. He teased her with his words that were thick with lust and a hint of teasing

“You are such a whore for her, I bet that you would spread your legs for anyone that would make our little fantasies come true” he growled making Tonks gasp and moan with passion.

Hermione put the washcloth on the table outside of the room and made a swift and hopefully discreet exit. She knew now that she could not ask Tonks to investigate the situation any further she was too close. She knew she needed a neutral friend to help her with this. She dressed in her blue dress that she wore the previous day and went to Spinners End.