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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
6,901
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Obliviate: Part One-No Graphic Sex-Convo.F/R
Obliviate: Part One
“Wait! What?” Fred said as Ron spoke to him in a whisper.
“Shh. I swear, it wasn’t Ginny, it was McGonagall.” Ron said in an empty classroom, speaking quickly with his brother after the long time of not speaking to each other.
“Right Ron. I thought you were crazy when you said you did that to Ginny, but now you are even madder saying it was a teacher. An old teacher!” He hissed.
“I swear, she had left a few strands of hair behind-they turned gray.” He held up a bag, clearly showing gray strands of hair. “They were in my-” Fred turned around and began to pace in circles.
“No. NO. NO! NO! NO!” Fred said angrily. “I’m not hearing this. This never happened.” Fred said.
“We should’ve never had intercourse.”
“Anal sex idiot. Big difference.”
“Not in a gay mans world it’s not! God dammit Fred! Don’t you see, we have broken some sort of trust-a rule in the big book of Weasley Values.” Ron said, letting the words echo off the walls. It was silent now. All the passion filling up the school was now starting to fall apart.
“There is only one thing we can do.”
“What’s that?”
“Obliviate!” Fred said, his wand pointing at Ron…he never knew what had happened. Nobody would because after this day, sex in the family will be long forgotten. Like it had never happened. No more bad dreams, day thoughts making Fred want to puke…no more sex. No more sex…no more…
“Ron nothing ever happened. Nobody did anything wrong it was all just a bad dream.” Fred said sticking his wand back in his robe.
“Bad dream.” Ron said blankly getting up from the ground which he fell on after impact of the powerful memory charm. “I think I’ll go to bed now.”
“Yes. Don’t talk to Harry or George yet. I need to speak with them first.” Fred said walking out of the classroom with Ron.
After the classroom was empty of the Gryffindors, a sly Slytherin came from the shadows.
“So, the Weasley’s like to fuck around do they?” Draco had never had a better reason to get the Weasels for anything else… maybe it wasn’t over quite yet.
“Wait! What?” Fred said as Ron spoke to him in a whisper.
“Shh. I swear, it wasn’t Ginny, it was McGonagall.” Ron said in an empty classroom, speaking quickly with his brother after the long time of not speaking to each other.
“Right Ron. I thought you were crazy when you said you did that to Ginny, but now you are even madder saying it was a teacher. An old teacher!” He hissed.
“I swear, she had left a few strands of hair behind-they turned gray.” He held up a bag, clearly showing gray strands of hair. “They were in my-” Fred turned around and began to pace in circles.
“No. NO. NO! NO! NO!” Fred said angrily. “I’m not hearing this. This never happened.” Fred said.
“We should’ve never had intercourse.”
“Anal sex idiot. Big difference.”
“Not in a gay mans world it’s not! God dammit Fred! Don’t you see, we have broken some sort of trust-a rule in the big book of Weasley Values.” Ron said, letting the words echo off the walls. It was silent now. All the passion filling up the school was now starting to fall apart.
“There is only one thing we can do.”
“What’s that?”
“Obliviate!” Fred said, his wand pointing at Ron…he never knew what had happened. Nobody would because after this day, sex in the family will be long forgotten. Like it had never happened. No more bad dreams, day thoughts making Fred want to puke…no more sex. No more sex…no more…
“Ron nothing ever happened. Nobody did anything wrong it was all just a bad dream.” Fred said sticking his wand back in his robe.
“Bad dream.” Ron said blankly getting up from the ground which he fell on after impact of the powerful memory charm. “I think I’ll go to bed now.”
“Yes. Don’t talk to Harry or George yet. I need to speak with them first.” Fred said walking out of the classroom with Ron.
After the classroom was empty of the Gryffindors, a sly Slytherin came from the shadows.
“So, the Weasley’s like to fuck around do they?” Draco had never had a better reason to get the Weasels for anything else… maybe it wasn’t over quite yet.