Through the Looking Glass
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,804
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Through the Looking Glass
Through the Looking Glass
By: Writtenmayhem
Summary: Fred is bored, so he decides to check up on some of the others to find out what they are up to.
A/N: I own nothing, except for an interest in Fred-Self-Love! HA!
Fred was bored, which, for everyone else, could be a bad thing.
It wasn’t as if he didn’t have anything to do. Staring at the ceiling of his room in the Burrow, he counted off all the things he had done in the past two days.
The new jokes for the shop were under development thanks to a little help from their spies at Zonko’s.
Dad had finally figured out how to work the muggle television in a magical household and had required everyone to watch some crazy Muggle sitcom called Monty Python. Didn’t have the first thing to do with snakes, so it was quite the disappointment.
Ginny had even managed to charm a set of Quidditch equipment to play by it’s self, providing her, Ron and Harry with a weeks worth of entertainment.
“What to do? What to do?” Fred wondered out loud. “Might as well see what some of the others are up to, maybe then I can get a few ideas.”
Sitting up in the bed, he grabbed his wand and pointed it at the far wall.
“Acclaro.”
“Well,” Fred thought to himself. “Looks like Harry’s here. Didn’t know that it was possible to get your feet that high in that position. Must remember to tell Angelina that.” He laughed as he watched Harry pound into Ginny. That must be some powerful silencing spell, because he couldn’t hear a thing. Granted, he could put seeing Ginny in that sort of position on his burn from the back of his brain list.
Fred glanced up at the ceiling, knowing what was going on up there.
“Guess I don’t need to know what’s going on up there. Then again, I’m more of a visual learner.” Fred flicked his wand towards the ceiling, gasping at what he saw. Harry and Ginny were mere amateurs compared to Hermione and Ron. His cock hardened in his shorts as he listened to their sex-play.
They’d forgotten the silencing charm again. You’d think that Hermione, being the smartest witch of her age, would remember that.
SMACK!
“Thank you, Ma’am, May I have another?” Ron barely managed to stutter out the line before Hermione stepped in with her riding crop.
Hands resting on her hips, she said “I’m sorry, didn’t hear that.”
SMACK!
He’d never look at Hermione the same way ever again. Then again, neither would he look at Ron in the same way.
Flicking his wand at the door, he cast a general locking and silencing charm that was taught to all boys attending Hogwarts. After all, no one wants to walk in on a friend having a wank.
There was one other couple in the house that he couldn’t leave out. Bill and Fleur. This was bound to be good. Pulling his shorts down, he grabbed his leaking cock and readied himself for what he would find in the next room.
“Acclaro.”
The sight before him was one of the most erotic things he’d ever seen. The pale veela was tied, face-down on the bed, with what looked like old Hogwarts ties. The bold red and gold stripes of the ties stood out in contrast to her pale skin as she tried to wriggle out of them. Bill was behind the beautiful witch, seeming to own her with every thrust of his hips.
If it was possible, his cock hardened even more in his hand as he began pumping, mimicking the actions of his older brother. In. Out. In. Out. Faster. Harder. In. Out. In. Out.
“Guh. Yes, oh Sweet Merlin, yes.” In. Out. Faster.
“YES!” Fred moaned as he came over his shorts and the bedspread. Cleaning up the mess with a quick flick of his wand, he laughed as he heard another slap. That was a great way to spend a lazy afternoon.
By: Writtenmayhem
Summary: Fred is bored, so he decides to check up on some of the others to find out what they are up to.
A/N: I own nothing, except for an interest in Fred-Self-Love! HA!
Fred was bored, which, for everyone else, could be a bad thing.
It wasn’t as if he didn’t have anything to do. Staring at the ceiling of his room in the Burrow, he counted off all the things he had done in the past two days.
The new jokes for the shop were under development thanks to a little help from their spies at Zonko’s.
Dad had finally figured out how to work the muggle television in a magical household and had required everyone to watch some crazy Muggle sitcom called Monty Python. Didn’t have the first thing to do with snakes, so it was quite the disappointment.
Ginny had even managed to charm a set of Quidditch equipment to play by it’s self, providing her, Ron and Harry with a weeks worth of entertainment.
“What to do? What to do?” Fred wondered out loud. “Might as well see what some of the others are up to, maybe then I can get a few ideas.”
Sitting up in the bed, he grabbed his wand and pointed it at the far wall.
“Acclaro.”
“Well,” Fred thought to himself. “Looks like Harry’s here. Didn’t know that it was possible to get your feet that high in that position. Must remember to tell Angelina that.” He laughed as he watched Harry pound into Ginny. That must be some powerful silencing spell, because he couldn’t hear a thing. Granted, he could put seeing Ginny in that sort of position on his burn from the back of his brain list.
Fred glanced up at the ceiling, knowing what was going on up there.
“Guess I don’t need to know what’s going on up there. Then again, I’m more of a visual learner.” Fred flicked his wand towards the ceiling, gasping at what he saw. Harry and Ginny were mere amateurs compared to Hermione and Ron. His cock hardened in his shorts as he listened to their sex-play.
They’d forgotten the silencing charm again. You’d think that Hermione, being the smartest witch of her age, would remember that.
SMACK!
“Thank you, Ma’am, May I have another?” Ron barely managed to stutter out the line before Hermione stepped in with her riding crop.
Hands resting on her hips, she said “I’m sorry, didn’t hear that.”
SMACK!
He’d never look at Hermione the same way ever again. Then again, neither would he look at Ron in the same way.
Flicking his wand at the door, he cast a general locking and silencing charm that was taught to all boys attending Hogwarts. After all, no one wants to walk in on a friend having a wank.
There was one other couple in the house that he couldn’t leave out. Bill and Fleur. This was bound to be good. Pulling his shorts down, he grabbed his leaking cock and readied himself for what he would find in the next room.
“Acclaro.”
The sight before him was one of the most erotic things he’d ever seen. The pale veela was tied, face-down on the bed, with what looked like old Hogwarts ties. The bold red and gold stripes of the ties stood out in contrast to her pale skin as she tried to wriggle out of them. Bill was behind the beautiful witch, seeming to own her with every thrust of his hips.
If it was possible, his cock hardened even more in his hand as he began pumping, mimicking the actions of his older brother. In. Out. In. Out. Faster. Harder. In. Out. In. Out.
“Guh. Yes, oh Sweet Merlin, yes.” In. Out. Faster.
“YES!” Fred moaned as he came over his shorts and the bedspread. Cleaning up the mess with a quick flick of his wand, he laughed as he heard another slap. That was a great way to spend a lazy afternoon.