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Pretty Kitty	By : CherryStarburst Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 156654 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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“Are
those... are those formal robes?”
Harry asked, staring, gob smacked, at George. George spun around,
dark blue robes twirling slightly, and grinned.

Fred, sitting
on Lee's bed in robes of the same colour and style, laughed at
Harry's expression. Harry couldn't help it though- since when did the
twins ever wear anything formal?

“This is some sort of
prank, isn't it?” Harry said distrustfully. Fred and George
exchanged mischievous glances, and Harry immediately backed up to the
door he'd just stepped through. George, seeing the action,
pounced.

Harry was swifter, though, one of the advantages of
being a seeker, and managed to dash out of the door before George got
a hold of him. What he didn't take into account was the twin's
cunning.

Stepping out onto the staircase, Fred shook a little
bell, much like the one Harry wore on his collar. Harry stopped
before he could help it, ears perking at the sound. George cackled
and grabbed him around the waist, manhandling back to the room.

“No,
no, unfairness!” Harry caterwauled, kicking George in the shin.
George grunted and dropped Harry, quickly locking the door behind
them before Harry ran out again. Harry narrowed his eyes at George,
then glared accusingly at Fred.

“That was cruel,”
he murmured despondently. “All right, give me your best shot.”
He held his arms out in surrender, waiting for whatever devious prank
the twins were about to play on him.

“I keep telling
you, Harry, you're so distrustful,” Fred said scornfully,
taking a hold of Harry's wrist and pulling the cat-boy into his lap,
happily wrapping his arms around him. Harry reluctantly nuzzled
Fred's neck.

“Yeah, what we've got planned is far
from a
prank,” George told him, and turned to the mirror, smoothing
his slightly wrinkled robes. He then sighed and began stripping out
of them, chucking them onto his bed.

“Planned?”
Harry asked, once again on alert. Fred sighed and began petting
Harry's cat ears, a completely unfair advantage. Harry relaxed and
pushed back into the touch, beginning to purr.

“Yeah,
but not a bad plan,” George assured, which actually wasn't
reassuring at all, because the twins version of bad, and the rest of
the world's version of it, were entirely different. Harry was too
busy having his ears scratched to remember this, though.

“Mm?
So what is it?” Harry asked dazedly, and Fred lent down to kiss
his lips, unable to resist. Harry leant into the kiss.

“Enough
of that, Fred, you're distracting him!” George proclaimed,
sitting beside the two and pulling Harry into his lap, proceeding to
do exactly what he'd just scolded Fred for. Fred scoffed and rolled
his eyes.

“Well, I'm sure you've noticed that we've
been spending quite a lot of time on our own, lately, in the
library,” George started, tightening his arms around Harry and
kissing behind his human ear. “None of this is because of you,
though. It's because...”

Harry remembered with clarity
exactly why the twins had been spending so much time in the library.
He jerked his head away from George's manipulative hands before the
boy had the chance to send him into another daze.

“Yeah,
I know,” Harry told him, “I sort of... may
have...”

“Followed us?” Fred asked, leaning
forward, nose touching Harry's. Harry bit his lip and shook his head
in frantic denial, but the damage had been done. “So, what did
you find out from your stalking?”

“I wasn't
stalking!” Harry snarled, “and, well, not much... just
that you were, erm... looking for a way around the, you
know...”

“The incest laws?” George prodded.
Harry nodded- he hated thinking of the twins relationship like that-
illegal, 'disgusting'. Because when they were together, it seemed
anything but disgusting.

“Our clever little stalker,” Fred murmured
patronisingly. Harry hissed at him in return, and George chuckled,
pressing a kiss to Harry's hair.

“So... wait,”
Harry suddenly said, jerking his head up to look at between both
twins. “Does this mean- mean that you've actually
found a
way around the laws?” Fred and George shared a glance, looking
very solemn. Harry visibly deflated, ears drooping. The twins hadn't
found anything after all.

Fred suddenly grinned and grabbed
Harry in a hug. “You're so gullible!” he proclaimed.
Harry scowled.

“Thanks, Fred,” he murmured. George
laughed.

“We've found a loophole, Harry,” George
told him, laughter dying down, expression deadly serious. Harry
turned to stare at him, eyes wide and darting over George's face to
check for any lies. But George wouldn't lie about something so
serious, would he?

Harry turned to Fred, who was smiling
fondly at him, rubbing his hair. Fred nodded in confirmation.

Harry
gasped and threw his arms around both, having no room to be
embarrassed about such a girly action past all the joy he was
feeling. The twins squeezed him tightly, burying their faces either
side of Harry's neck. Harry ignored the tears welling up in his eyes.

“Merlin, that's just...” Harry trailed off,
searching for the words. There seemed to be no words.

“Amazing?”
Fred suggested against his
neck.

“Fabulous?”

“Magnanimous?”

“Magnif-”
Harry pulled back from them and glared, while both twins grinned back
at him, looking rather emotional themselves. Harry's glare softened
into a smile, which grew when George flopped onto the bed and pulled
Harry down to rest against his chest, Fred quickly cuddling up to
George's side and wrapping an arm around both Harry and George.

“I'm
so so happy,”
Harry whispered. The arms around him tightened in agreement.

XxXxXxX

“Basically, we found it in this book.”
A large, old-looking book was dropped onto the bed, and Fred massaged
his aching arms. “Bloody pain to sneak out of the library and
carry back to the tower, I'll tell you.”

Harry read the
faded title- So You Want to Break
20^th
Century Laws- and
grinned. He was surprised this book hadn't been found by the Ministry
and destroyed already, with such a glaringly obvious title.

“We
found it in the restricted section.” Harry turned to
George.

“You got
a pass to the Restricted Section?” he asked disbelievingly.
Fred and George smirked, which was Harry's answer. “You snuck
in,” he dead panned. Not that he could really talk- he'd done
his fair share of rule-breaking in his time.

“Obviously,”
George said, waving a flippant hand. “Not that that matters,
anyway. Turns out the book's charmed to only be read by those
desperately searching for the loopholes it gives. Handy little
thing.”

“Little?” Harry repeated dubiously.

“Anyway, it
even had a section on incest laws, fancy that. 'Course, it's alluding
mostly to first cousin incest, which was apparently illegal in the
Wizarding world between the years 1940 and 197-”

“-Get
on with it,” Harry cut in before Fred could go any more off
topic. Fred grinned sheepishly, scrubbing Harry's hair in
retaliation.

“There's this ceremony spell thing. Kept
under wraps, of course. Hell, if it got out, everyone and their mum's
would be doing it,” George explained. “It bonds two
people together in a sort of marriage, and there's not a thing the
Ministry can do against it. It was made yonks ago, before the
Ministry actually had any sense.” Something which it had lost,
if Harry was correct. “The Ministry couldn't outlaw it once it
was put into place, some magic reason or whatever. Now they've
completely forgotten it.”

Harry frowned. “What if
the ceremony's outdated now, though? Surely it can't last forever.”

George flicked his nose lightly and Harry growled at him.
“Nah, we wrote to dad about it yesterday- he dug into a few
archives, turns out it's still in practice, but it's been used in
secret, so it's not been recorded for a couple of hundred
years.”

“Your dad?
You
told your dad before me?” Harry asked indignantly. Fred and
George winced simultaneously and grabbed Harry before he could make a
mad dash away from them. Harry felt rather disgruntled that the twins
knew him so well.

“Well, we wanted it to be a happy
surprise, didn't we?” George started.

“What would
have happened if we'd told you, and then it turned out that, no, it
doesn't even work anymore?” Fred continued.

“You'd
have been crushed,” George finished. Harry sighed and conceded
that they had a point. He felt his stomach flutter at the thought of
the twins wanting this to be a nice surprise, wanting to make it good
for Harry.

“All right, I get it. Stop doing the twin
thing,” he ordered. The twins slowly relaxed their arms, making
sure Harry wouldn't make a random bid for freedom. Harry didn't.

“So, you're honestly going through with it? How will it
even work?” he asked curiously. It seemed like such a risk, a
bonding together. What happened if everything went wrong at a later
date? Harry knew their love was unconditional, but they could still
come to regret it, or their relationship could change. And surely the
media would get a hold of the story.

“We're going
through with it,” Fred said firmly, entwining his fingers with
George's. Geoge smiled at him softly, and they looked so much like an
engaged couple it startled Harry. “I guess... it's maybe a
little like a really informal, do-it-yourself marriage. Sort of binds
your magic together, can't be broken apart by anything.”

Neither twin seemed at all bothered by this prospect. Then
again, they'd been together since birth- what was the rest of their
lives to them, really?

“'Course, we're going to keep it
quiet, can't tell anyone but those closest to us what we're doing.
Imagine if the Daily Prophet got a hold of it,” Fred murmured,
looking vaguely uneasy. “Legal or not, people will still be
disgusted.”

Harry couldn't help but clamber onto Fred's
lap and kiss him soundly on the lips. The desolation in his voice was
just slightly too much to bear. He felt George kissing his bared
neck, and smiled into the kiss.

“You'll just have to
remember that those that really know you won't be disgusted,”
Harry said when he broke the kiss, before grimacing. “Corny as
it sounds.”

Fred laughed breathlessly, and George
smirked against his neck.

“You're going to be there, of
course,” George told him. Harry smiled at him gratefully. He
wouldn't have wanted to miss it for the world, but had, of course,
wondered exactly how strange the twins would feel with their third
wheel in the room with them as they got married.

A
sudden thought made Harry's face fall.

“Ginny,”
he murmured, resting his forehead on Fred's shoulder. He felt Fred
tense.

“Nope, I'm Fred. Or am I George?” he
wondered. Harry smacked his arm lightly, laughing.

“No,
I mean Ginny knows. She knows and she told Malfoy. Bloody hell, how
did I just forget this?”
Harry asked himself, groaning. Malfoy's blackmail, his threats, his
orders had
completely consumed Harry's mind, and he'd forgotten that Ginny had
anything to do with Malfoy's knowledge, with Harry's life.

“She
didn't hesitate to tell Malfoy. What if she finds out about this?
What'll stop her from going to the Daily
Prophet?”
Harry asked. Fred and George were silent, and he finally looked up,
to see the dark expressions on their faces.

Fuck.
Why did I say anything?Well done Harry, you ruined their 'engagement'
night.

“She
told Malfoy?”
George asked tensely. Harry nodded hesitantly. “Fucking went
and told Malfoy something
that could have gotten us all in so much trouble? Malfoy!”

Harry
pulled George down for a kiss, cutting off the beginnings of an
angry, hurt rant.

“I don't think she realised what she
could have done. It's not like she's done anything since,”
Harry said firmly. Fred sighed, shaking his head. His expression was
downcast.

“She turned you into a bloody cat boy while
trying to give you an irreversible love potion, Harry. She went to
Malfoy with dangerous information, and Malfoy nearly got me and
George arrested, and your sanity probably questioned for the rest of
your life. You're too forgiving,” Fred said quietly.

“Damn
right. Bloody Potter's,” George agreed, voice affectionate.
Harry shot him a dark look.

“I'm not- I'm not forgiving
her. I
just don't think she'd do something like go to the media about it.
Surely she has enough common sense to know how the Wizarding world
would react, right?”

And there was the crux of it, Harry
suddenly realised. The twins might have found a way to be together
legally, but they would never be able to tell anyone, never be able
to kiss in public, hold hands, act like any other married couple.
They'd always be looking over their shoulder, condemned for their
relationship.

Harry moved off of Fred's lap to sit on the
bed, looking down at the cover.

“She'll definitely try
something...” George was saying.

“We'll really,
really have to hide it, won't we?”

“Fuck, this
bonding was supposed to be a good
thing!”

“Come
on, it's not like she's the most intelligent girl in the world...”

As Harry looked between them, a thought flittered across his
mind, unbidden. Condemned they might be...

But
they don't actually care.

XxXxXxX

“Erm,
right, split off into pairs,” Harry told the eagerly listening
group of students. They were situated in the Room of Requirements,
which Dobby had guided him to. The room was exactly what they needed,
and Harry had never been more thankful to the house elf.

“Oh
Professor Potter, be my partner, please?!”
George
called, waving his hands. Harry rolled his eyes.

“You've
got Fred, I'm just going to watch everyone,” Harry told him.
George pouted, and Fred came up behind his twin, giving Harry puppy
dog eyes. Harry felt himself blush, and he looked away quickly.

“I'll make it worth your while,” George promised,
voice as smooth as honey, as he licked his top lip. Harry flushed
even brighter, especially when he felt what seemed like hundreds of
eyes on him.

“Stop it,” Harry snapped, before
turning and storming over to Cho Chang, who was clearly getting the
wrist movement for the disarming spell wrong.

A sudden smack
on his arse made him turn around and snarl at an innocently smiling
Fred and George.

“Would you just bloody work?!”
Harry hissed, feeling himself rapidly losing control of a situation
he never had a firm hold on anyway.

“Sorry, Professor
Potter!” Fred called mock-contritely.

“S'not my
fault he's got such a smackable arse,” Harry heard George
mutter petulantly as he reached Cho, who turned and smiled at him
brightly.

“Harry,” she said, slightly
breathlessly, and Harry felt himself flush, remembering how much he'd
fancied her in fourth year. That had faded into a dull appreciation
for her tits that couldn't even compare with Fred and George's
co-

Well...

Harry looked away from Cho and stepped back
slightly.

“How about you two duel, I saw you making one
or two mistakes,” he said, voice cracking. Cho giggled and
turned to her redhead partner, raising her wand.

“Expelliarmus!”
she
called, and, again, her wrist movement was slightly off, weakening
the spell so it only ruffled her partner's robes. She blushed in
embarrassment.

“It's all right, it might seem like an
easy spell, but because we take it for advantage, a lot of people
often get it wrong after not practising it enough,” he
explained as he gently pushed her arm up to right position, and then
moved her wrist in the correct way so she could get a feel for it.
She was curiously silent.

“Try again,” he told
her, and she quickly did. The spell missed her partner, but Harry
could see that it had a lot more force in it, and that her wrist
movement was actually correct. He grinned at her.

“That's
great, keep on trying,” he praised. She flushed
again.

“Thanks, Harry,” she murmured, with an
expression he couldn't place.

“That's okay,” he
told her, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. A sudden arm
snaking around his waist made him jump a mile high.

“Professor
Potter, I think I need some help with my wand,”
a too familiar voice whispered in his human ear, before nipping the
earlobe. Harry flushed to the roots of his hair and smacked away
George's arm.

“All right, all right, you prat,” he
said fondly, despite his crippling embarrassment. George smiled down
at him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and steering him to the
twin's duelling spot.

Harry didn't see the nasty glare George
sent Cho over his shoulder.

XxXxXxX

Haha,
I've been wanting to do jealous twins for a while now, but didn't
really have the opportunity. Now Cho's edging into the picture!

So,
what do you all think of the twin's plan to evade arrest for incest?
I'm not sure if I explained it very well, or even if it's very
realistic. I think that, for all the customs and traditions the
Wizarding world had, they would have to allow the continuation of
this bonding, and when it was created, I doubt incest was as
controversial- now the Ministry have completely forgotten about the
bonding, so wouldn't try and get it removed.

Or whatever, you
know :P

The next few chapters are going to be a bit jumpy. I
want to move forward to move at a quicker pace, but I also want to
put in important events, naturally.

And, I've gotten a few
comments on Harry having human ears as well as cat ears – the
reason for this is simply that I love Harry with glasses – I
think it makes him look a lot more cute, even if other's don't seem
to think so, so I keep the ears to rest the glasses on, because
simply spelling them to his head would look even weirder,
right?

Again, a big thanks to all readers and reviewers, you
very much rock!
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