Twin Dilemma

Don\'t ask. Don\'t tell. Ok I will..It\'s not mine and I make nada.


Chapter seven: Misplaced Wand

Chloe walked into the studio she shared with a few other wizard artists and students. She saw Hilda lounging on the settee and walked over.

Hilda was a German sculptress who was studying in London under one of the top wizard sculptors, Marcus van Devoet. She looked up from thumbing through her Art Witch Review magazine and smiled at her roommate’s flushed face and sparkly eyes.
“Looks like someone’s been up to no good. Don’t tell me it was Mr. Look-at-me! He forced you into it to get a painting commission?”

“No!” laughed Chloe. “ I just surprised Fred with an impromptu afternoon tea, although we never got around to actually making any tea. I needed to reward myself for behaving so well under pressure at my luncheon with Mr. Malfoy. No hexing, no curses, no knock out potion when he wasn’t looking and I even restrained myself from slapping him! And he would have deserved it, the pretentious rooster.”

Hilda laughed. “No doubt he did. And he gave you some work to do?”

“Three paintings. I have to give him some sketch ideas tomorrow so I better get a jump on it now. This will take be a tough assignment. How to make tasteful paintings yet appeal to Draco’s ego? If I really gave him what he wanted I would be laughed out of Painting school. I guess there’s always “Singing Velvet Paintings” to fall back on if I do.”

Both artists shuddered and then laughed. Chloe headed into her private studio to begin her sketches.

She felt inside her clothes for her wand but couldn’t find it. She then realized she left it in her bag and left the bag at WWW. She would have to return to retrieve it. She could just imagine the smug look on Weasley’s face when she returned so soon after their dalliance. She walked over to the fireplace and grabbed a pinch of floo powder and stepped into the flames and said very firmly, “Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes!” and vanished.

Fred was at the counter wrapping up purchases for a rather elderly witch.

“Ah, impeccable taste. You have chosen some of our finest selections. Are these for your grandchildren?” he inquired.

“Heavens no.” she replied. “My son in law would hex me to Hades and back. He’s such an old stick in the mud. No, these are for my thunderbolt bowling convention. I always like to surprise the lasses with a bit of fun otherwise these conventions would be duller than drills. I used to get my stuff from Zonko’s but a neighbor’s boy suggested I try here. You have such a range of clever tricks and pranks; I don’t know if I can contain my enthusiasm until next month’s convention! Oh the girls are going to howl!”

“Happy to be of service.” Fred bowed and cracked a mischievous grin.

The elderly witch waved as she headed out the door. When the door closed the fire in the fireplace flared up and Chloe walked through it.

“You can wipe that smug grin off your face Weasley. I’m not here for that.”

“And exactly which ‘that’ would you mean?” asked a curious Fred.

Chloe walked over and joined Fred behind the counter. She walked up to him and put her arms around his neck and pulled his head down to meet her lips.

“This ‘that’,” she said in a soft, low whisper before kissing him passionately.

“Mmm, I think I would like ‘that’. In fact I insist on lot’s of that.” He murmured back.
His arms encircled her waist. “Have you come to repay your debt miss?”

Chloe’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “What debt?”

Fred looked rather bewildered.

“Hmmm,” Chloe thought, “he’s quite a randy man! I guess I’m game if he is.”

She pressed her herself closer to Fred. His reaction was visibly notable.
Chloe looked up seductively through her eyelashes and said, “Come here. Mr. Needy Pants is ready for round two.”

With that she ran her hand down Fred’s chest, over his robes and opened them. She came to a stop at his belt. “Why he’s changed his clothes completely. That’s rather meticulous,” Chloe noted to herself. She looked up and saw Fred’s eager anticipation as she worked his belt loose. She slid his pants down slowly, following with her body until she was once again kneeling in front of Weasley. She opened his boxers and slipped her hand in to free his cock from its restricted space. She heard Weasley’s sharp intake of breath as she wrapped her lips around his attentive willy. She ran her tongue up and down his length, trilling the end before plunging back down to the base of his cock.

Above her he moaned. She pushed his boxers down and he kicked free of both his boxers and his pants. She reached under him and grabbed his ass and pulled him tight against her, inhaling his manly man smell and continuing to perform amazingly intricate feats with her tongue.

Fred’s legs began to tremble as the pressure of his approaching orgasm built up.

“Ah yes my little Minx “ he growled. He reached down with his hands and grabbed her by the back of her head and thrust himself roughly into her face. He pulled back, paused and watched as she looked up and nodded. He then repeated his actions as she moaned through her mouthful. He could feel himself glide to the back of her throat; then, surprisingly, further without her gagging. He thought he was going to loose it just at the thought of deep throating this girl. Just then the shop bell rang as the door opened.

“Merlin’s Balls!” Fred threw his robes over himself and Chloe. She whispered up to him to perform a disillusionment charm on her so no one would know she was there. Fred grabbed his wand off the counter and muttered a quick spell. Chloe’s bottom half disappeared from view. But her “under robe administrations” continued. Fred barely choked back a groan that threatened to engulf him as his climax approached. He glanced up to see where his clients were in the store. He did a double take.

Hermione, Ron and Harry were wandering about looking at various items.

Harry picked up some silly looking glasses. The tag proclaimed \"Amazing Vision Enhancement Spectacles!\"
Harry chuckled to himself. They reminded him of Muggle “X Ray” glasses he saw in the back of comic books. He tried them on. He giggled. He could see his boxers under his jeans. Then he turned and looked at where Hermione was. He could see what she was wearing under her shirt. It was a fancy blue bra. Harry looked away quickly and swallowed. He felt his cheeks growing hot as he blushed. He turned towards the counter when he heard Fred call out a greeting.

“Hi guys,” said Fred in an oddly restrained voice.

“Hi Fred. Mum just wanted me to stop by and remind you about next Friday’s family dinner. She forgot to tell you before you left.” Said Ron who was standing by the counter looking at a jar full of chocolate Frogs. “Did the new cards come out yet?”

“Ah, yes I think so,” said a distracted Fred through clenched teeth.

“Oh good. I’ll take six. How much is that?”

“No charge!” said Fred with a pained expression on his face.

Harry walked up to the counter to look at the new Chocolate Frog cards on the jar. He glanced behind the counter at Fred. His mouth fell open and he turned bright red. Then he abruptly changed directions and walked off towards the display of skiving snack boxes. He pretended to examine the boxes while sneaking surreptitious looks back at Fred.

An alarm on Hermione’s muggle watch went off. “Come on Ron, Harry, we have to go if we are going to catch a movie.”

Ron looked up at his brother, “Hermione is taking us to see a Muggle movie about some outer space adventures. Should be fun if you want to come.”

“Sorry Ron. Love to. Can’t. No one to watch the store. Have fun!” Fred gasped out in a rather high pitch voice.

“Well, ok. See ya. Thanks for the cards.” Ron said looking a bit worried at Fred before turning and walking towards the door. He paused and looked back. “Oh yeah, Mum also said to bring your girlfriend if you wanted to.\"

“Girlfriend?” Hermione turned her head towards Fred and began to walk to the counter.

Harry intercepted her and took her arm and walked back towards the front door. “Don’t want to be late, do you Hermione?”

The threesome headed out the door. Harry paused as Ron and Hermione exited. He turned back to Fred and with a crooked grin on his face, and said, “I think your girlfriend is amazing!” Then he walked out of the store still wearing his Wizard Specs.

Fred groaned loudly as he came so hard his teeth rattled.

From under his robe he could hear Chloe sputtering as she choked on his seed. She was shaking with laughter. When she had swallowed all of Fred’s juices she popped her head back out from under her robes, giggling.

Fred weakly pointed his wand at her and said “Finite Incantatem”. Then he laid his head down on the counter and collapsed into a fit of laughter. Chloe rolled around on the floor, convulsing, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“He knew didn’t he?” she gasped out.

“Yes,” said Fred with a sheepish grin. “He was wearing our Wizard Specs. They let you see through one layer of clothes. Apparently they can see through a disillusionment charm as well. Harry was sporting a very red face, Weasley red. But that was a rather cheeky remark before he left. I’ll bet he’s the one who will be blushing at the table next week. That is if you’ll come to dinner with me and meet my family?”

“Sure I’d love to come. Is Harry family too?”

“No, he’s my brother Ron’s best friend.”

Chloe stood up and smoothed out her robes. “Well, I better get back to my painting.\"

“Can I see you before my mum’s dinner?” Fred asked, his eyebrow lifting suggestively.

“Sure, let me check my schedule and I’ll get back to you.\"

She walked up to him and leaned in towards his ear and said in a throaty whisper, “Very soon.” Then kissed him on the cheek, grabbed her bag from the counter and apparated home.

Fred just stared at the spot where she had been with a goofy smile on his face. Ten minutes later the shop door opened. Fred snapped out of his daydream and remembered his pants were down around his ankles. He reached down and pulled them up. As he finished zipping, he looked up to see his grinning mirror image staring at him over the counter.

“Well dear brother, what have I missed?” smirked George.

“Nothing!” mumbled Fred sporting the Weasley red on his face.


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