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Four Lions + Two Serpents = One Helluva Good Time, Chapter 3
By: Zoicyte aka Johnnyjosh
Fandom: HP (Yes, I know, a huge departure for this long-time DBZ writer, but rest
assured I am NOT giving up on my DBZ WIP fics!)
Rating: NC-17, nothing to see here but mindless, pointless smut *LOL*
Pairing: Every combination imaginable between F, G, and RW, DM, HP and SS.
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, language, incst, twincst, slight chan (HP, RW and DM are
15, but technically where I live they'd be considered legal *LOL*)
Notes: OOC, AU, PWP, TWT, etc.
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don't own HP or anything affiliated with it, and am making no money
from this.
Archived: www.geocities.com/johnnyjosh/index.html Others please ask first.
Thanks to Rakshakc and Lara for their constant encouragement *glomps* Thanks
also to Espaa for beta'ing.
"...." Speaking
*...* Thoughts
~~oOo~~ Change of scene and/or POV

~~oOo~~

As the door swung open, Fred and George lunged into view, wands at the
ready, hexes on the tips of their tongues. "Whoa, wait Fred!" George gasped as he
realized it was, indeed, their younger brother standing in the doorway, looking
positively scandalized as his gaze moved over two bare chests, down to their
unfastened trousers. He reached out and wrapped his hand around Fred's wand
hand, pulling his twin close and staring down at Ron.

Fred gaped at his sibling, leaning against George as his lips moved, trying to
form words. After a second or two of heavy silence, he shook his head quickly and
stepped forward, grabbing the front of Ron's robe with both hands and yanking the
smaller teen through the doorway. "What the devil are you doing down here?" he
hissed, spinning and pushing Ron against the wall. "You could have been seen, or
worse, picked up a tail somewhere along the line..."

~~oOo~~

Harry rushed to move into the room, wincing as he tried to move around the
three people still standing in front of the door. Finally, he managed to get past the
others without bumping into any of them, and moved to stand in the center of the
room. Wide green eyes took in the dark room around him, noting the large bed that
stood up front, where the desk should be. He bit his lip softly as he saw the
clothing carelessly strewn over the bed and the floor, feeling heat rising in his
cheeks, among other places. *Well,* Harry thought, a strange fluttering sensation
starting in the pit of his stomach. *That answers that question, doesn't it?* The
teen's cheeks turned a bright pink as he found himself wondering whether the twins
would stop their activities, now that Ron had found them, or if they would simply
kick their younger sibling out and continue. He hoped, with a mild twinge of guilt,
that it would be the latter.

~~oOo~~

George's eyes widened at Fred's words, and he quickly darted his head out
the door, looking both ways before stepping back and quietly shutting and re-locking the door. "Yes, Ron," he said, advancing on the other boy. "Exactly what
are you doing down here?"

~~oOo~~

A loud click echoed down the corridor as the door snapped shut, drawing the
attention of a lone figure who had been skulking around the dungeons for the better
part of an hour. He turned the corner and slowly made his way up the corridor, alert
for any signs of wards on the doors.

~~oOo~~

Ron swallowed audibly as he pressed himself tighter against the cool stone
wall. He hadn't wanted to believe what he'd seen back in the common room, but
the sight of his brothers half undressed, as well as the rumpled bed at the front of
the room, left little room for doubt about the true nature of the twins late-night
adventures.
As George loomed over him, Ron's eyes narrowed, the younger teen
dredging up his courage and lifting his chin defiantly. "Me?! What do you mean,
me? What the bloody hell are you two doing down here, half undressed, locked
away together down in the dungeons with nothing more than a bed and each other?
Do you have any idea what Mum and Dad would do if they found out about
th...hey!" Ron yelped as he found himself being yanked away from the wall, then
dragged toward the front of the room, one twin on each side of him as four hands
dug almost painfully into his shoulders and biceps.

"We know exactly what they would do." Fred hissed, pushing Ron down
onto the bed and kneeling beside him.

"Right, Dad would go insane, and Mum would be in tears," George finished
for his twin, sitting on Ron's other side as they endeavored to hold down their
struggling brother. "After all, she's kind of hoping we'll settle down and give her
the grandkids she wants, seeing how Bill and Charlie are taking their sweet time
about it. Not to mention Percy..." he trailed off, rolling his eyes.

"Percy's too busy worrying about his precious career to think about a
family," Fred said, as he and George gave a snort and said, "Prat." in unison.

Ron growled as he struggled against the combined weight and strength of his
siblings. "That's right, so let me go and quit this nonsense!" he hollered, kicking
out with his legs as he twisted in their grasp.

"Oh, Ron," Fred heaved a put-upon sigh, an expression of mock sorrow on
his face, though his eyes danced with mischief. "Surely you realize we can't let you
go."

"Why, that's right, little brother," George chuckled softly, eyes locked with
Fred's. "You might run off and do something silly, like rat us out. Can't have that,
now can we?"

A positively evil smirk settled on Fred's lips. "No, that wouldn't do at all.
Besides, we don't want to stop, little brother," he said softly, leaning down until his
lips brushed against Ron's, making the younger boy stiffen in shock. "In fact,
we're just getting started."

Ron gasped at the contact, face draining of all color save for his now very
pronounced freckles as, with soft laughter, the two older teens slowly began to run
their hands over his chest and stomach, fingers plucking gently at his robes and
jumper. "N...no," he stammered, struggling weakly. "Don't drag me into this.."

"Oh, but we have no choice," Fred crooned, lifting himself up to kneel by
Ron's head as he undid the clasp on his robe. "You won't tell if you're in on it too,
now will you?" With a lecherous grin he pinned Ron's arms over his head with one
hand, the other pulling his jumper up and over his head. He then attacked the
buttons of his brother's shirt, impatiently pushing it open to reveal the smooth, pale
chest beneath.

"And besides," George said, pulling off Ron's shoes and socks, then quickly
undoing his trousers and removing them along with his boxers. "Someone has to
teach you just what to do when you finally decide to try and seduce your crush."
Ron gazed up at him, hazel eyes wary, but confused. "You know," he leaned
down, whispering in his ear. "Harry Potter?"

"What!? No, no way! I don't have a crush on him, he's a bloke! And so are
you for that matter! Now stop it!" Ron growled, clenching his teeth as he once
again tried to free himself. "Let me....ah....nnn..what...what are you..." he trailed
off as cool air contrasted with the warm lips and fingers dancing across his chest.
He gasped as Fred nipped lightly on one hardened nipple, and one of George's
hands slid up his thigh, before lightly brushing his prick. The twins grew bolder,
Fred's tongue sweeping up the side of his throat, while George's hand closed
around his hardening length, and Ron finally swept aside the voice in his head that
still objected to this, giving in to the pleasurable sensations.

~~oOo~~

Harry had followed the other three teens to the bed, standing to one side,
shifting awkwardly from foot to foot as he watched the twins' reaction to Ron's
entrance. He'd been surprised by the anger the other two boys had shown, and was
about to step in, when things had taken a most...interesting turn. Harry had been
expecting Fred and George to tell Ron to get out, or perhaps just give up on their
plans for the evening, he never imagined they would have tried to coax their
younger brother into joining them.

*Two of them would have been quite a show, but three...* Green eyes
widened as his own name was whispered. *What's this? Ron has...no way...*
White teeth nibbled gently on full lips as Harry absorbed that bit of information,
eyes roaming over his best friend's nearly nude body.

~~oOo~~

"Mm, that's it," Fred murmured, feeling Ron starting to relax as he trailed
kisses across his brother's collarbone. "Just relax. We'll take good care of you."

George moaned in agreement, slowly working his way down his sibling's
body, laving a trail down the pale chest and stomach with his lips and tongue.

~~oOo~~

Harry had to clamp a hand over his mouth to stifle a moan of his own as he
watched George's head lowering, a pink tongue darting out to lick the underside of
Ron's shaft, while Fred captured Ron's lips in a deep kiss. He swayed slightly on
his feet, leaning back against the wall as he watched George part his lips and engulf
the turgid flesh. Harry panted softly, both hands going down to press and rub the
aching bulge in his trousers as he stared at the three Weasleys through lust-darkened
green eyes.

~~oOo~~

Ron jerked slightly, a disappointed moan falling from his lips when George's
mouth pulled away, cool air washing over his rock-hard length. "Don't stop," he
croaked, one eye cracking open. "Feels good..." he sighed.

"Shh, easy now, we're not stopping," George soothed, nuzzling his
brother's abdomen before moving up to lay pressed against his right side. "I was
just thinking about moving on to...better things."

"Better, hmm?" Fred grinned at his twin, as he too stretched out beside Ron,
sliding one hand down to stroke his hip lightly. "I think I know exactly what
you've got in mind, George Weasley."

"Excellent, then I don't have to waste time explaining," George grinned, as
Fred aimed a playful swat at his head. "We just have to answer the obvious
question."

"Which is of course," Fred smirked, before the twins leaned across Ron's
chest, meeting in the middle for a heated kiss. "Who gets to be on top?"

Ron's eyebrows shot up, as his eyes widened. "Top?" he squeaked. "What
exactly do you mean by that, you don't think I'm going to let you..." His words
were cut off as Fred and George both bent to plant kisses over his face, each twin
taking turns sucking and nibbling gently on his lips.

"Shh," George nuzzled Ron's cheek, before stretching out on his back and
tugging Ron toward him. "Look at it this way. You're getting not one, but two
experienced partners to show you the ropes."

"Right," Fred said softly, urging Ron to move over. "Not only that, but you
know you can trust us not to hurt you."

"And it's not like we won't be discreet about it." George grinned, spreading
his thighs and pulling Ron on top of him.

Ron swallowed audibly, hazel eyes wide as he looked back and forth between
the twins. His emotions ran between lust and fear, the battle being won when
curiosity joined lust, prodding him to lean down and press his lips to George's in a
timid kiss.

~~oOo~~

By this point Harry's legs were threatening to give out. He quickly took a
chair and continued to watch the three teens, repeatedly biting his lips to keep from
groaning as a wave of heat washed over him. *Merlin, they're brilliant,* he thought,
sighing softly as he resigned himself to merely watching the other boys. *From the
looks of things I won't have any trouble talking Ron into having a go at this with
me sometime soon...* Harry licked his lips, eyes narrowing as he leaned forward in
his seat.

~~oOo~~

"Now," Fred whispered, nuzzling Ron's shoulder as he reached out and
grabbed a small bottle of oil, "What I want you to do, is copy me. Everything I do
to you, you do to George, understand?"

"Yeah," Ron murmured, "I got it." A moment later he moaned softly, head
falling back on Fred's shoulder as a hand wrapped around his arousal, stroking
gently.

George looked up at his siblings, a smirk on his lips as he slid his hands up
Ron's chest, alternately rubbing and pinching the younger teen's nipples. He too let
out a soft sound, as Ron wrapped a tentative hand around George's shaft. "Easy
there," he winced, as his brother gave him a few short, jerky strokes. "Slow down,
that's it..." His words trailed off into a moan, hips rocking slowly as Ron's grip
loosened, hand sliding almost languidly up and down George's length.

"Quick study, aren't you, Ron?" Fred chuckled, pressing his face into Ron's
hair and breathing deeply. "Alright then, seeing as you've caught onto that, let's try
something else..." Pressing a kiss to his younger sibling's throat, Fred slowly ran
well-oiled fingers down the cleft of Ron's arse, before gently pressing a fingertip
against the other teen's puckered hole, teasing for a moment before slowly pushing
inside.

Ron started, inhaling sharply at the foreign sensations. He turned his head to
stare at Fred. "I'm not sure about this," he said, swallowing audibly, before closing
his eyes for a moment.

"S'alright," George said soothingly, one hand sliding down the covers and
grasping the bottle of oil, "maybe we'll let you start this off then?" He took Ron's
hand, pouring a generous amount of oil onto the teen's fingertips, then guided them
down between his own thighs. "Just do what Fred did, take it up from there," he
murmured, eyes closing as a finger brushed tentatively over his entrance.

Ron licked his lips before taking a deep breath, and slowly pushing a finger
past the tight ring of muscle. He froze as George gasped softly.
"You alright?" he asked, "I didn't hurt you..."

"Not at all," George smirked, rocking his hips slightly, before teasing his
brother, "I'm not made of glass you know, can we pick it up a bit?"

"Prat," Ron smiled despite his lingering nervousness, then stiffened as Fred
gently pushed another finger inside him, stretching and stroking slowly. He bit his
lip, releasing a shaky sigh as Fred leaned forward slightly, nuzzling his cheek.

"Alright?" Fred murmured, kissing Ron's temple as his hand quickened on
the younger teen's length, drawing a soft groan from his sibling.

"Yeah...just..." Ron paused lips parting, head falling back onto Fred's
shoulder as he tried to focus on copying the older teen. He gazed down at George,
pressing a second finger into him, then jerked and gasped as Fred's fingers brushed
against something inside him, making spots dance before his eyes. "Wha...what
was that?" Ron breathed, turning his head and staring at Fred.

"That, dear brother," Fred chuckled, brushing against the same spot again,
"was your prostate. Feels nice, hmm?"

"Yeah..." Ron managed to choke out while gently scissoring his fingers
inside George, seeking...

"Nn! Ah...that's it..." George breathed, arching up toward Ron's fingers,
eyes closed, hands fisted in the sheets. "Come on, then, don't be a tease..." He
panted, opening his eyes to gaze up at Ron.

Fred grinned down at his twin, shifting his own hips forward and pushing
Ron closer to George. "Yeah, Ron," he coaxed, gripping Ron's wrist and pulling
his hand away. "Don't be such a tease, give him more." Fred then reached out for
the oil, slathering a little over Ron's shaft, before gently guiding it to press against
George's entrance.

George leaned up on his elbows, capturing Ron's lips in a soft kiss. A moan
fell from his own lips, as Ron slowly pushed inside him. "Yes..." he breathed, one
hand coming up to bury itself in Ron's ginger hair as he nipped on the other teen's
lower lip.

Ron whimpered as he sank into tight, velvet heat, his arms braced on either
side of George's head, trembling as pleasure washed over him. His head fell
forward, chin touching his chest as he panted softly, a shudder running through him
as Ron resisted the urge to thrust.

Fred stroked his brother's prostate again, eliciting a groan, before he trailed
kisses across the back of his neck. "How's that feel?" He asked, slipping a third
finger inside him and stretching gently.

"Brilliant," Ron whispered, pushing all the way inside George, drawing soft
sounds and sighs of pleasure from both siblings. Amber eyes popped open, air
hissing between Ron's teeth as Fred removed his fingers, replacing them with his
cock, and slowly pushing the head of his prick past the tight ring of muscle.

"You okay?" Fred murmured, lips brushing Ron's earlobe as he slowly
sheathed himself fully inside the teen, pausing to give him a few moments to adjust.
At Ron's jerky nod, he slowly thrust forward.

~~oOo~~

By this time, Harry was splayed in his chair, trousers undone, one hand
wrapped around his cock as he sucked and nibbled on the fingertips of the other.
*Never imagined when I came down here I'd be witnessing something so...erotic...*
he thought, eyes glued to the three other teens. Harry watched, barely able to hold
back his own whimpers as he watched them begin a slow rhythm, Fred urging Ron
forward, pushing him deeper into George, as George lifted his hips to meet each
thrust. Then Fred moved back, allowing Ron to withdraw, at the same time
impaling himself on Fred's length. Moans and sharp cries were torn from their lips
as the three teens steadily increased the pace, sweat beading on pale, freckled skin
as the sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room.
Harry squirmed in his chair, breathing heavily, unable to stop the quiet
sounds that passed his lips as both hands slid up and down his own length.
*Merlin...so close....just...a little more...* He groaned out loud, but no one else
noticed, as they were chasing their own release.

Just moments before Harry would have climaxed, the door to the room flew
open, hitting the stone wall with a crash. Harry sat frozen in a mix of fear, shock,
and almost painfully thwarted arousal, green eyes huge as he realized who it was
that stood in the doorway.

"Well, well, well," drawled a frighteningly familiar voice.

To Be Continued...

Gah!! *LOL* I know, here I go again, getting back into the habit of my nasty
cliffhangers. *grins* any guesses on who this new arrival is?
Feedback greatly craved, much appreciated.
JJ
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