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Pain and Pleasure	By : Inkwell Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2970 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Genre: Harry Potter
Rating: NC-17-for incest and Male/Male sex.
Pairing: Fred/George/Draco
Disclaimer: I am sad to say that still I do not own any of these God forsakenly beautiful creatures.

Two identical heads of fiery hair, two identical sets of wide curious eyes and charming smiles. All they do is stand there talking to Lee about Quidditch or any other various thing that seems to strike their minds. And yet with all they're normality, all their calm and humor they manage to strike him. They stand a few feet away in there scattered third-hand robes and they still manage to mesmerize him everyday.

Draco Malfoy was never one for feeling. Ever since he was born he was forbidden to love. Taught not to have emotions. He never felt the motherly caresses after crying or scraping a knee. Rather he felt the harsh beatings from his father for showing such weakness. He was a Malfoy and in being so was to show and have no feelings whatsoever. He would endure "lessons" everyday on how to ignore pain and fear. Taught how to endure them with a straight emotionless face. Happiness and love were also forbidden from his childhood as well as surprise and pleasure. Anything that would bring you lower then that of another was disgraceful and so Draco had the hardest of hearts if he had had one at all.

But when he came to Hogwarts for further "training" with his newly appointed teacher Snape it had only proved to weaken his resolve. As he let his walls fall enjoying times with friends and spats with enemies his lessons became harder.

He tried not to wince at the pain rushing through his body with the simple effort of standing as he watched the brothers. Ever since he had first seen them he had been hooked. They're innocent trickery and constant games drew Draco to them. And it wasn't long before he started noticing other things as well. The twins about a head taller then him even at his current age of sixteen were thin but strong. They had a certain grace on they're brooms as well as the ground and seemed to make friends with anyone who crossed their a path.

Everyone that is except Slytherin and that was one of the reasons he cursed his house. He had never wanted to be a Slytherin but it was a Malfoy way and it was all ready predestined much like the Weasley family themselves. Draco was brought back to reality as the twins waved off Lee and started towards him. The two though totally identical from hair color to every last freckle managed to confuse the whole lot of Hogwarts even going as far as confusing they're own family but they didn't manage to escape Draco. He could tell them apart standing shoulder to shoulder with their backs turned towards him. He knew both of their kinks very well from observing them so intently for so long.

He could tell now that it was Fred who stood on the left and George the right. He could also tell that the reason they were standing so close that you couldn't tell ones robes from the others was because they were holding hands, fingers most likely entwined lovingly. He wasn't stupid he knew of they're secret and had even come across them a few times while he had been hiding in the shadows. And he could tell that it was George who made sure Fred knew they were about to pass a Slytherin. The Quidditch teams seeker to make matters worse. And they both pass him chilling him to the core as they pretend he's not even there.

Draco follows them to the Quidditch pitch splitting to enter his own changing room. Flying out onto the field he took his spot watching them still. They were far too graceful on they're brooms to be beaters but surely they were skilled at doing so. Besides they really did love their positions. When the game starts Draco takes place above the ruckus of the players to watch the twins fly. He knew he should really be looking out for the snitch but he really didn't care. Potter would inevitably find it first and the Gryffindors would win again. All he had to do was follow him act like he cared then pretend to be angry when they lost. It had all ready become routine for him. Besides this was the twins' last year. After this he doubted he would ever see them again. A glint of gold fluttered around his head and he made as if to catch it.
The snitch flew downwards and he followed it plummeting down, Potter at his side.

The Gryffindors won yet again and Draco pretended as though it was unfair as he watched the twins in they're glory.

Teams split, showers were taken, clothes changed and many students retreated back to their dormitories. But Draco waited on the pitch when he was done. He flew around lazily and watched as the sun disappeared and the Darkness fell. He waited until he saw the two redheaded figures leave the changing room, the last to appear from its doors. They're brilliant Red hair hard to miss against the dark green of the Pitch even at night.

"Oy who's that?" one of the red dots asked.

"I can't tell." The other answered.

"You up there. What do you think you're doing?"

Draco's heart seemed to stop. They were talking to him. His mind fluttered and his heart picked up its beating again only in a abnormally fast pace. He squelched the feelings as he was taught so many times before and answered simply. "Flying" His voice devoid of all emotions.

"We can see that" one of them said adding a quieter "you git!" which didn't escape Draco's ears. But then maybe they had meant that.

"Why?" the other asked trying to make out the figure in the darkness.

Draco brought his broom down closer to the ground to get a better view of the twins and excatly which one was talking. "I felt like it." He replied still staying far enough in the shadows to remain un-named.

"Your not supposed to fly at night." George said still trying to identify the flyer.

"Are you trying to get caught by a Prefect?" Fred asked some amusement evident in his tone.

"No" Draco's heart began to pound in his ears and it was getting harder to control himself. "Actually a set of twins."

The twins looked at each other attempting and failing to hide Cheshire cat grins. "Who wants us?"

Draco's heart pounding loudly, mind spinning, flew lower revealing himself. A look crossed over the faces of the Gryffindors. Draco couldn't tell what it was excatly but he was glad to see it wasn't disgust or disappointment. Rather it looked more like that of Amusement and curiosity.

"Malfoy." George stated looking at Fred.

"Malfoy." His mirror image repeated. Fred watched the silver haired Slytherin perched gracefully upon his broom. "And, what can we do you for?"

Draco crushed the feeling to toss out a stupid comment like "Free" and throw himself at them. He instead smiled seductively looking the older boys over. They really were beautiful, hair still a bit damp from they're showers, moonlight reflecting in their eyes.

Draco clutched the broom handle with one hand licking his lips. He threw his head back a bit running a hand through his hair and exposing his neck to them. He continued to look them over bringing his hand down to gently stroke the broom hoping to catch their attentions.

The twins looked from each other to the Slytherin and back again. They're smiles widened. They weren't ones to share themselves. It was usually only the two of them, three on occasion when Lee joined in. But Draco's invitation seemed enticing and seeing as they were leaving this year they figured they had nothing to lose.

"My brother asked you a question Malfoy. What can we do for you?" George licked his lips as well putting his arms around his brother's shoulders and startling Draco into almost falling of the broom. The twins watched as the younger boy placed his feet on the soft pitch leaning against the broom now at his side.

He stood there attempting to act calm and collective and cover the steadily increasing bulge under his robes. George's hand began to hover over Fred's body and Draco found it increasingly difficult to speak. It didn't help any when he noticed the bulge coming from Fred's own robes and he figured there probably was an identical one on George had he been able to actually see him. He swallowed hard then walked closer. He wanted to touch them but knew they wouldn't let him unless he had a reason to do so.

"Well" he started rather shaky "I was wondering if—"

"Yes?" Fred asked George's head nestled on his shoulders lips so close to his neck.

Draco's mind was going crazy he didn't know what to say. He wasn't even sure why he had begun like that. There was so much running through his mind he couldn't seem to grasp anything. And then it hit him.

"I was wondering if you knew—that I knew—your little secret." Draco reached out a hand placing it on Fred's chest.

"Oh?" George asked tongue darting out to taste his brother. He felt as well as saw the shudders go through both Fred and Draco.

"Yes and I was also wondering if maybe I" he stretched his fingers out petting the soft worn robes.

"Could join in?" Fred finished arousal evident in his voice as well as other vital parts.

Draco felt all his blood rush down as his body heated nd hnd he nodded dumbly words foreign to him as he waited for his dreams to come true. George let go of his twin and they both made they're way towards Draco.

"Of course you can." George whispered in his ear sending a shiver down his spine.

"But not here." Fred whispered in the other and the twins lead him to the Gryffindor changing room.

When they were inside the boys sat him down on the bench. "Here's safer. At least we know no one will interrupt us."

He looked around the room. It was the same as his own only it was built opposite and had the red and gold of Gryffindor rather then the green and silver of Slytherin. Fred sat behind him molding they're bodies as George took a seat in front of him. Before Draco could even register any of it two identical sets of hands ran skillfully along his body. He leaned his head back against Fred's shoulder as cloth rubbed against his features sending pleasure through his body. He closed his eyes reveling in the feeling. George's hands framed his face and soflky lky lips met his own. The kiss was heaven, the entire experience pure ecstasy.

The twins were great at working as a team and soon all the clothes were left forgotten on the floor. Hands traveled across skin, lips worked gentle kisses over bodies, as heat ran through them all like fire.

Draco moaned biting down lightly on George's shoulder as Fred's fingers worked on his chest softly pinching and massaging hard nubs as his twin worked his tongue over Draco's neck. He sucked at the skin one arm wrapped around Draco massaging Fred's side as the other lightly touched the Slytherin's inner thigh. Draco groaned as George's fingers ran there way up to his painful arousal, stroking it gently. He shuttered grasping onto George's arms. He threw his head back exposing more skin which George greedily took advantage of.

One of Fred's hands made its way down Draco's body as well joining and aiding his twin's hand in its actions. Draco's grip tightened on George's arms as he reached the edge and the stroking abruptly stopped. Breath raspy, chest heaving he looked up at the twin in front of him. George simply smiled kissing him. He nodded in Fred's direction as he got off the bench and kneeled before it. Fred slid Draco and himself to the edge. George leaned down pushing Draco's legs apart and took him slowly into his mouth.

Draco felt like he was about to cry. In all the times he had ever had this done it was never as caring and pleasure filled as it was now.

George licked up the shaft, kissing and sucking. He could hear as well as see Draco's enjoyment and appreciation. But again before he drove Draco to far he stopped. The Slytherin let out a very uncharacteristic whine and the twins couldn't help the smiles. George looked up at the silver mess in the arms of his redheaded love and the sight was beyond arousing. He wanted to take them both right then but he knew that was impossible. Instead he grasped his thoughts letting them form and take shape into words that he hoped when spoken would make some kind of sense.

"Draco—" he panted, "I could continue—until you release—" He looked over at Fred who he could tell was not doing so well. His lover was flushed and obviously in need of attention. Fred was not used to not being included for so long. Usually when it was just them they would take care of each other equally and with Lee they all knew each other so much it was simple to fit pleasing everyone in at the same time. But Draco was new territory and Fred wasn't getting what he needed. "Or you could let him take you."

Draco had to think hard to get all those words together; there really were a lot of them. He managed to finally get them to make sense and made a decision. He looked back at Fred eyes full of want and need and asked, "Will you?"

Mind hazed Fred simply nodded. George grabbed the clothes making a sort of nest on the cold cement floor and pulled Draco on top of him. Fred followed them down and set himself behind Draco. The Slytherin moaned rubbing into George as Fred said his spell slicking himself up. George threw his head back mouth open moans silent but Draco could feel them vibrate in his chest. He looked down kissing him and asked, "Can—I—have you—too?"

It took George a little time to comprehend but soon Draco was moaning around his own arousal as Fred scissored fingers inside the Slytherin. When Fred felt Draco was ready he slid in with such ease and consideration Draco almost broke right there. When it came to sex he was used to it being painful, boring and rather un-enjoyable. But the twins had so much love and so much passion during sex that it was a totally different experience for him. He felt whole, complete somehow and full with more feelings then just Fred inside him.

Draco did his best to hold it all in. He wanted to last. He wanted the entire experience to last but with George lacing his fingers with Fred's on his side and Fred's other hand once again finding his arousal he just couldn't. And soon after he came so did the twins. In unison, which Draco found wasn't very surprising considering how close they were. He swallowed the bitter sweetness of George and shared it with them both as the kissed lazily and snuggled close, bodies entwined on the hard floor.

"Thank you." Draco said mind still hazed.

The twins looked at each other shocked. "Well look at that"

"A Slytherin with manners."

Draco buried his head against George's chest as he took one of Fred's hands. "I never wanted to be a Slytherin but it was decided far before I was born."

George looked down at him fingers lost in his twins identical locks. "But Draco" he said softly. "The hat decides."

"Yes what if you didn't get into Slytherin?" Fred asked lazily.

"Then I wouldn't be here right now." Draco replied rather distantly. Had he not been a Slytherin chances are he'd probably be dead.

The twins seemed to notice the intensity of his last comment and decided to drop it all together. They looked at each other and down at Draco finally understanding how hard it really must be for him.

"Draco—" they both whispered.

"Hmm?"

"If you ever need an"

"Escape"

"We'll be having our own place soon"

"And well I guess were saying your"

"Welcome to come anytime."

Draco smiled with a contented sigh and clutched at the twins like a child to a bedtime toy. His dream had finally came true and no matter what horrible things happen in his life he would always have this moment and the twins promise. And that is more then enough.
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