Pranksters In Love

Hello Everyone...I had really hoped that by now I would have had more reviews. There are so many hits on this story, and very few reviews. I am wondering if people are not interested in this story. Perhaps I will wait a bit before updating again and see if I get anymore interest. I was trying to update every day, but I guess that I would rather know if people liked what I was writing, or if they didn't then what they didn't like about it. Its always nice to hear the opinions of others...

Fred stood in front on the Parkinson Manor beating on the door. He was not going to let that spoiled inconsiderate witch ruin his life anymore than she already had. If he had to drag her out of that house by her hair, he would do it. “Stick my wand where the sun don’t shine! Who the hell does she think she is?” After several more pounds on the door it was finally opened by Mr. Parkinson.

“Mr. Weasley, can I help you?” he asked pleasantly.

“I am here to speak with your daughter,” he said barely hanging onto his temper.

Pansy’s father laughed. He could see that the boy was barely controlling his emotions. He was quite happy to get his spoiled daughter off his hands and out of the house. That she was draw by a pureblood was just an added bonus. At this point, he was ready to send her out the door with a Muggle! “Good luck with that one, my boy!” he said pounding Fred on the shoulder and leading him into the house.

Fred was bewildered. He didn’t expect this kind of reception from an evil deatheater. Especially one of Mr. Parkinson’s ilk.

“Mulcher! Mulcher?” he yelled. “Damm hard to find good house elves these days,” he said.

“Master wanted Mulcher?” the same old elf from the floo answered. He looked up to see Fred standing there and visibly flinched.

“Go get my daughter. Tell her Weasley is here to speak with her.”

“Yes sir,” the elf said popping away.

“Let me give you some advice regarding my daughter, Mr. Weasley.”

“Call me Fred. Mr. Weasley sounds to much like my father,”

“And you can call me Parker. Now, about Pansy. She is a bit high strung. You will no doubt have to keep her on a tight leash until she learns who the boss is in your house. I suggest that you start out firmly with her or you will spend the rest of your life with her controlling you. Don’t give her an inch until she realizes she isn’t going to rule the roost. If you back down now, mark my words boy, you will be sorry. I made that mistake with her mother, and I have spent the past twenty years regretting it.”

“She just told me to stick my wand where the sun don’t shine and not to contact her again. She informed me that she would not be marrying me.”

Parker laughed at his daughter’s antics. “See boy, she is already testing you. She wants to see how much you’ll take.”

“Well begging your pardon sir, but I don’t plan to take any. I want a marriage based on a lot of mutual respect and friendship. I would hope to someday fall in love with my wife. Don’t get me wrong, Parker, I will treat your daughter fairly, and I will never purposely hurt her. I have enough of my own money where she shouldn’t want for anything. I will however, no tolerate a screeching shrew in my home. I mean to set her straight on that immediately. The sooner we can marry and I can get her under our own roof, the better as far as I am concerned.”

“How soon are you wanting this to take place?” he was already liking the Weasley boy. He figured his spoiled daughter had just met her match in this one.

“As soon as I can get it arranged.”

“How about now?” he asked with a smile. “Cornelius is waiting for me in my study. He has the authority to officiate the ceremony.”

Fred gulped. That was a bit faster than he had thought. “Will Pansy agree?”

Parker raised his elegantly shaped eyebrows to the younger man. “I control Pansy’s inheritance. If she wants a single galleon for the rest of her life, she will do what she is told. If she refuses, I will ship her off to her Aunt Agatha’s house in the Scottish highlands until she agrees. Trust me, Pansy not only hates her aunt, but she hates her aunt’s house even more. She will agree.”

“Perhaps I can talk with her and get her to agree first, before you revert to threats. I don’t want her thinking that I need you to make her agree to my demands.”

Just then Mulcher popped back in. “Miss says that she is busy and for Master Weasley to remember her earlier request.” He said trying not to flinch.

Looking down at the decrepit elf in disgust, Pansy’s father said, “That is probably for the best. Her room is at the top of the stairs third door on the left. I will inform Cornelius as to what is going on. I suppose we really should talk about the marriage settlements before the ceremony also. You can go tell Pansy what you have decided and then while she gets herself ready, you and I will talk about the settlements.”

Fred nodded his head as he walked up the stairs. He was surprised at Parker Parkinson. He was not what Fred had expected. He hoped that dealing with Pansy would be easier that he figured it would be. He knew it wouldn’t though.

Counting as he walked down the hall, he stopped in front of the closed third door. Taking a deep breath, he slammed the door open.

Inside the room Pansy shrieked. She was standing naked as the day she was born in front of a mirror. “What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded as she quickly reached for her robe.

“Ahh, no don’t bother putting clothes on,” he said leering at her. “I have a better idea.” He slammed the door shut with his foot and walked over to her and pulled the robe away.

“How dare you! Get out of here before I call my father to come and hex you!” she screamed.

Pulling out his wand and pointing it at her he said, “I am sure that I know far more hexes that you or your father could have even dreamed of. Now shut up and listen to me, we are going to have a chat!”

“I have nothing to say to you!” she screamed as she tried to grab her robe back from him.

Fred grabbed her arm and pulled her up close to his chest. She gasped at his closeness.

“What are you going to do to me?” she whimpered.

“Why my dear Pansy, just what you asked me to do, I am going to stick my wand where the sun doesn’t shine.” He said as he rubbed his wand across her arse.

Pansy’s eyes bugged out of her head and Fred could tell that had gotten her attention. He was aroused in spite of himself. Pansy had a very beautiful body and holding her naked in his arms was having a very strange affect on him. “Of course, I didn’t tell you which wand I was going to use on you.” He said as he dipped his head down and crushed his lips into her.

The stunned girl gasped and Fred took advantage and thrust he tongue deep into her mouth. Pulling her head closer to him so that he could deepen the kiss, he slid his wand into his pocket and wrapped his other arm around her. He ran his hand up and down her back. He felt Pansy start to return his kiss and Fred was elated with the feeling. Rubbing his hand down to her arse he squeezed her cheek gently in his hand. She groaned out and thrusted her pelvis into Fred’s hard arousal.

Fred groaned. He reached up between them and caressed the soft skin of her breast. She had large full breasts that made him ache to taste them. He lowered her head and took a large pink nipple into his mouth giving it the same treatment he just gave her tongue. She groaned out loud again. He felt her pulling him towards her bed.

“Pansy,” he growled.

“Take me now, Fred.” She demanded as she pulled his cloak off of his shoulders and then his shirt up over his head. She groaned as she ran her hands over his firm, well-defined chest. She ran her tongue down his throat and chest at the same time as she reached for his pants. Undoing the closure on his pants and pulling at them she watched his pants slide to the floor.

Fred couldn’t believe this. His wife to be was very hot blooded and she was pulling his clothes off of him faster than he could think. Her skin felt hot against his and was couldn’t remember ever being this aroused before. He pushed her back onto the bed and put his hand on her mound feeling her soft curls. She was already drenched with desire and he couldn’t wait to slide into her body.

Taking her nipple into his mouth again as he slowing stoked her clit her tried not to grin as her heard her screech. She was going to be a screamer, he could tell that already. Thrusting his finger into her hot tight sheath he groaned again. He wasn’t sure how long he would last. He needed her now. His cock was throbbing and ready to burst.

Pansy reached between them and took Fred’s cock into her hand. She gasped at the size and then smiled. She knew that this was going to be good. Pushing him onto his back she took his thick member into her mouth and smiled as groaned. She knew that this would be the way to control this man. Moving her head up and down on his member she felt the veins begin to pulsate. She could tell that he wouldn’t last much longer. Taking him deeper into her throat she swallowed and her him groan even louder.

Fred didn’t think that he would last another second. Jerking back from her he took his cock into his hand and relieved himself of the pressure. His hot cum shot all over her face and he watched her gasp in disbelief. Leaning forward to press his face within inches of hers, he said, “I will tell you when I want you, and now is not the time.”

She gasped in shock. “How dare you! Finish me off! You can’t leave me like this!”

“Oh yes I can. I did exactly what you asked; I stuck my wand where the sun didn’t shine. Next time if you want something more, be more specific. Now, get dressed and meet me down stairs in thirty minutes. We have an appointment with your father and Cornelius Fudge and I wouldn’t want you to be late. By the way, you have a bit of cum in your hair.”

Fred could still hear her screaming as he walked back down the stairs. He figured anger and curiosity would bring her down quickly enough.