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Harry looked out at the lake moodily, not really seeing the
large expanse of water. His mind was too full, swirling with thoughts of the
prophecy and what it meant.

Everyone had survived, it seemed. Ron was back to normal and Hermione had woken
a few days ago. The spell used on Fred had been deadly, draining his energy,
if not treated as quick as it had been. Dark magic, Dumbledore had said,
and left it at that.The twins were staying at the school for the rest of
the year,probably to keep an eye on Harry, who hadn�t been in the best of moods.

�For neither can live while the other
survives� The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the
seventh month dies��

Harry shuddered. He�d always had an inkling that he would be a key part in
the war on Voldemort � he�d always found himself thrust into the middle of
fights, after all, ever since he was a baby. The prophecy, however, made it
official. There was no escape from his destiny now, and he understood why
Dumbledore had shielded it from him for so long.

He wished he�d never heard it.

�Want to talk?� a voice asked, startling Harry out of his brooding. He looked
up at a familiar face, Fred. Fred sat down next to him heavily, curling an arm
around his waist. George collapsed on his other side, beginning to rub his
ears.

�Need a caring ear?�

�A shoulder to cry on?�

�A confidant?�

Harry grinned wryly at the twins. He hadn�t told them about the prophecy � he
hadn�t told anyone, in fact. Everyone already worried about him so much, he
didn�t want them to feel like he was at that moment. Consumed with worry,
depressed. Determined.

�Nah, I�ll be fine,� Harry murmured, claws subconsciously kneading at the grass
beneath his hands nervously.

�The mark tells us different, kitten,� George announced. Harry frowned, turning
to him, completely perturbed. At his look, George laughed. �You don�t think
it�s a one-way thing, do you?�

After he�d felt his mark heating up and cooling off periodically during the
incident at the Department of Mysteries, Fred and George had explained to him
why. It had been telling him they were in danger, when they were dangerously
close to killing themselves via a prank � which had been a key factor in Harry
going on a rescue mission � and then been caught in the fight.

�What do you mean?� Harry asked cautiously, already having an idea of which
direction they were heading in, but hoping it was something completely different.
Because there would be no denying all wasn�t well if their bond was telling
them something.

�Something�s wrong,� Fred chimed in, fixing him with a stern gaze. �Now, what
is it?�

Harry gaped at them for a moment, before shaking his head so fast his cat ears
flapped.

�Nothing, all right?� He didn�t look at either of them, gazing out at the lake
again. A tentacle rose from the water and waved at them lazily. Fred and George
waved back at the giant squid.

A hand was suddenly warm against his cheek, and Harry�s head was turned to look
right into George�s determined eyes.

�You�ve no idea how much we really love you,� George murmured, pressing a soft
kiss to his lips. Fred�s lips were against his neck, trailing up his jaw, and
then capturing his lips once George let them go.

�Please, we want to help you,� Fred told him softly. Harry looked at Fred for a
moment, before turning his gaze to George. There was no hint of mischief in
their usually care-free blue eyes. Harry sighed.

�All right then,� he murmured.

And then he told them all about the prophecy.

XxXxXxX

�Professor,� Harry said as he stepped into Dumbledore�s office, Dumbledore
looking for all the world like he�d been expecting Harry, even though Harry had
been avoiding him for a week now.

�Harry,� Dumbledore greeted, a fond smile crossing his face. �I take it you�ve
made your decision?�

Harry nodded. �I have.�

XxXxXxX

�Hey, Harry, what did you need with Dumbledore?� Hermione asked curiously as
they lounged in the common room, enjoying not having any exams to worry about,
everyone looking forward to going home for the summer.

Everyone except for Harry, of course.

Harry shrugged. �Just wanted to clear up a few things,� he said, unconsciously
fiddling with his cat ears, tail flickering lazily behind him as he lay on his
stomach on the floor, a Potions textbook in front of him, surrounded by
parchment. Snape had already given them their summer work, and Hermione was
adamant they started as soon as possible.

A sudden heavy weight on his back made Harry go �oof!�, and then hiss in
cat-like way. He turned back to see George sitting on him and grinning, trying
to capture his tail, which was evading him desperately.

�George!� Harry snarled, although it fell on deaf ears. He sent a pleading look
to Ron and Hermione, who were looking amused, and clearly in no mood to help
him. He snarled at them and then dug his claws into the carpet, trying to drag
himself from under George.

Hermione and Ron dissolved into helpless laughter at the desperate action,
while George managed to grab his tail and begin torturing it by stroking down
it the wrong way.

�Nooo,� Harry moaned, shuddering with displeasure. George laughed and stroked
it the right way, smoothing the sleek black fur, and making Harry feel instantly
better. �You�re pure evil.�

�Why thank you.�

XxXxXxX

�Harry, you know we love you no matter what, right?� Harry startled at the
voice in his ear, turning to see Fred leaning over his seat in the Common Room.
Harry frowned.

�Erm, I guess,� he replied, not sure what to say to that. It was quite random,
and the seriousness of Fred�s voice was even more random.

�Even if you were Dumbledore-old, or sporadically turned into a girl, or were
cursed with permanent blueness, we�d love you,� continued Fred, unnerving
Harry.

�Are you planning on turning me into a girl?� Somehow, he wouldn�t put it past
them. They�d turned Colin Creevey into a goblin last week when the boy
irritated Harry. He�d tried to tell them off, but he was laughing too much.

Fred chuckled. �No, nothing like that.� He jumped over the sofa, sitting down
and pulling Harry into his lap. Harry purred and rubbed his head against his
jaw, purring. �It�s just� An informant
of mine told me that Dumbledore had devised a way for you to lose the cat
ears.� Harry paused, then pulled away to look at Fred, wincing. �But you
didn�t.�

�Well, it�s just� I�� Harry trailed off, not entirely certain what to say. �I
like being a cat� was ridiculous, and sure to get him laughed at. Especially
with the way he constantly complained.

�Harry, if you�ve done it because, I don�t know, you think me and George would
only love you as a cat, then you�re being ridiculous. I can�t speak for George,
but I thought you were bloody gorgeous before you had cat ears.�

�So, you�re saying I�m not gorgeous now?� Harry asked, mock-offended. Fred
laughed, shaking his head.

�I could never say that,� he murmured, lips pressing against Harry�s, and then
again, before trailing down his jaw. �You�re sexy.� Harry gasped as Fred�s tongue
flickered the soft skin behind his ear. �So hot.� Kisses down his neck, tongue
occasionally meeting skin, leaving a wet trail. Harry�s breath began to come in
pants.

�Oi oi,� a voice interrupted, and they turned to see George collapse on the
other side of Harry, wrapping an arm around his waist and drawing him away from
Fred, sticking out his tongue at his twin, who poked his tongue out in
retaliation. �So, you made it clear yet that, under no uncertain terms, we love
Harry for Harry, not for being a cat-boy?� Harry gaped at George

�I was building up to it, before you interrupted,� Fred retorted, prompting
George to raise his eyebrows disbelievingly.

�Looked like you were building up something else,� he murmured, and Fred�s
expression turned aghast.

�George Arthur Weasley!� he exclaimed, and Harry laughed as George repeated him
in a nasal voice. �And you talk about me not getting to the bloody point.�

�I�ve got to the point already, it�s your turn now,� George told him and Fred
made a face, not liking being proven wrong.

�Look, Harry,� the redhead started, drawing Harry�s attention from the squabble
and to Fred, who was looking at him earnestly again in that eerie way. Harry
didn�t like the twins looking anything less than playful � it always seemed to
lead to something bad.

�If you refused Dumbledore because you think we wouldn�t like it� then you
should go back and tell him you�ve changed your mind, because what we think
shouldn�t rule your life.�

Harry looked at Fred for a moment, then turned to George. He then rolled his
eyes.

�I didn�t� make my decision because of what I thought you�d like. I�ve just�
kind of, slightly got used to being a cat. It would just be bizarre, now, not
to be cat-like. Even if it was forced
on me.� Plus it reminds me of being led
to you, and I don�t want to part with the reminder.

Because it reminded him, even when things got bad � and they would get bad, of
that he had no doubt � he still had the twins, and always would.

�Aww, our pretty little kitty wuvs his pretty little ears � �

� � Not to mention his pretty little tail � �

� � And his pretty little temper,� George finished, getting hissed at by Harry
for the ribbing. Fred laughed, and got growled at.

XxXxXxX

�Last night at Hogwarts,� Fred murmured wonderingly, staring up as he lay on
his bed in the dark. Harry �hmmed� in agreement, sprawled out on top of him and
thoroughly enjoying having his ears petted. He was glad of his decision to keep
his cat appendages.

�Hard to believe,� George murmured from next to Fred, snuggled up into his
brother�s side. �We didn�t even do our NEWTs.�

�Who needs nasty old NEWTs to run a joke shop? That sort of job requires a far
more complex intelligence,� Fred announced loudly. Harry was glad there was a
silencing charm around the bed, or else they�d have woken poor old Lee Jordan.

�Then why are you opening one up?� Harry wondered in an innocent voice.

�Oi!� George said, fingers seeking Harry�s neck and beginning to tickle him. Harry
moaned tiredly and tried to squirm away from the most annoying sensation he�d
ever felt, but Fred kept him still with an arm around his waist.

�Unfair!� Harry gasped between helpless laughs. George laughed and moved
closer, wrapping an arm around him and dragging him closer until he was sandwiched
between the twins, Fred at his front and George at his back.

�Is that your wand or are you just pleased to see me?� Harry queered when he
felt something hard poking him in the back. George snickered, rubbing his
�wand� against Harry�s lower back. Fred chuckled under his breath as well,
shifting so his own erection pressed into Harry�s own.

�How about we get naked and make some sweet kitten loving?� Fred suggested.
Harry and George groaned at the sheer awfulness of his words, although George
wasted no time in stripping Harry of his boxers, and then removing his own.

Fred�s clothing disappeared quickly as well, and there was nothing keeping them
from feeling each other, which Harry was very glad for. Fred�s erection
throbbed against his own, and George�s had slid between his cheeks, just
resting there torturously.

Harry moved between them, trying to make them do something. He suddenly found
himself terribly aroused and they weren�t doing anything about it!

�Patience kitten,� George whispered against his neck, before licking up to his
jaw in one long, straight line that had Harry groaning. Fred�s hand snuck up
his chest, finding a nipple and pinching it teasingly.

It still wasn�t moving fast enough, and Harry grunted with impatience, before
suddenly wrapping a hand around Fred�s shaft and moving upwards. His thumb
rubbed against the dripping slit, and his tail wound backwards, finding
George�s nearly identical dick and winding around it.

�Christ, Harry,� George moaned, panting wetly against his neck. Suddenly, he
moved away, and Harry whined at the cold suddenly against his back, curling
further against Fred and sucking on his neck. Fred was breathing heavily,
abandoning Harry�s nipples to grab his weeping shaft.

George was back shortly after, pressing open mouthed kisses to the back of his
neck. Something thin and hard rested against Harry�s arse hole, and he realised
George had been fetching his actual wand. A whispered spell later, and Harry
was stretched wider than he�d been in a while, and dripping with lube.

Fred�s fingers crept into his gaping hole, three sliding in easily, and both he
and Harry groaned.

�Fuck, it�s been too long,� Fred murmured, pressing his lips against Harry�s
passionately. Harry kissed back with equal amounts of fire, and arched closer
when a hand found his hair and tugged harshly. George�s teeth latched into his
neck, biting down just the way Harry liked it, tongue wetting the skin pulled
into his mouth.

�Please,� Harry begged, pulling away from Fred for a moment, before he was
pulled back by the hand wound in his hair.

George was the first to answer his plea, lining his cock against Harry�s entrance
and pushing into him in one smooth glide. It had been a long time, but Harry
was stretched so much he didn�t feel pain, just overwhelming pleasure. He
moaned loudly into Fred�s hot mouth.

�You feel so fucking good,� George
growled into his cat ear, before biting down on the tip very lightly.
�Squeezing around me. Your cute, tight hole�s begging me for more of my cock,
it�s begging me to fuck it hard. Isn�t it, Harry?�

Harry nodded frantically, arching back. Fred pressed soft kisses to his neck.
�Fuck yes, please, George! Fuck me, please.�

George grinned against his skin and pulled back until he was nearly out, before
slamming back into Harry, grazing his prostate torturously.

�Reckon you can handle two of us, kitten?� Fred asked him, slightly concerned
and not making any move to fill Harry. �It�s been so long��

�Please, Fred� I can take it,� Harry said between breathless groans as George
ruthlessly fucked him. The thought of both of them in him again, filling him
wider than he thought he could go, made his erection leak even more pre-cum.

�Just tell if it hurts,� George told him softly, stilling inside him. He shared
a look at Fred, who nodded, and then lined his erection up at Harry�s hole.
Harry consciously relaxed, helped by George�s hands stroking his waist
soothingly.

Fred nudged inside him. Harry grimaced slightly at the burning that started
with Fred�s mushroom- like head alongside George�s throbbing erection. But then
the head popped in, and the rest of the cock slid in easier.

�Doing so well, Kitten,� George murmured, kissing his sweat-covered neck, the
only sound above the harsh breathing and arousing squelches.

Fred was finally all the way in, and groaned, grabbing Harry�s leg which was
wrapped around his waist. Harry gasped as it was held up, spread wide, and then
both twins moved in unison, pulling halfway out and ploughing back in, impaling
him on two hard cocks at the same time.

�Oh shit!� Harry almost yelled, his words smothered by George�s mouth as the
red-head turned his face to him. Harry was in possible one of the most
uncomfortable positions he�d ever felt, but he didn�t care so long as Gorge�s tongue
remained firmly in his mouth and those two erections kept fucking him for all
he was worth.

�Been so long� missed this so much�� Fred groaned, pulling him closer. George
sat up slightly, still inside Harry, and manoeuvred them until Harry was sat in
Fred�s lap, and George was behind him, bending him forward and ploughing into
him with animalistic fervour.

�So bloody close,� George groaned. �Your arse milking me, wanting me to shoot
deep inside you, to fill you to the brim with my cum. With our cum.�
Harry nodded frantically, arching as Fred wrapped a hand around his own
neglected erection, pumping it lazily. �Marking you as ours.�

�Yours,� Harry agreed, tightening as much as he could around the twins,
thrusting back on them. Fred tightened his hand slightly, picking up his pace
on Harry�s cock. Harry didn�t know whether to thrust into that hand or back
against the invading cocks.

�Please,� Harry groaned, not sure
what he actually wanted. The twins, however, seemed to know exactly what it was
he was asking for, and began thrusting even faster, pulling Harry back down on
them as Fred�s hand worked Harry�s erection faster and faster. George wound a
hand around Harry and began fondling his nipples, licking his cat ears, which
almost seemed to strain in his direction.

�I�m� fuck, I�m cumming!� was all the warning they got before Harry released
with a cat-like cry, spilling into Fred�s hand.

When Harry had released everything, Fred grinned, moving his soaked hand up to
his lips and slowly licking Harry�s cum off his fingers, blue eyes dark and
hooded.

George groaned loudly behind Harry and, which one last, hard thrust, held still
as he spilled deep inside. Had Harry not been recovering, he probably would
have become erect all over again at the sight of Fred, and as George�s cum
hitting his prostate and splashing across his inner walls.

Fred gasped sharply, wet hand moving to grab Harry�s hip, and with a last cry,
also shot his load into Harry, face in ecstasy.

When they released Harry, he fell, boneless, onto Fred�s chest with a tired
groan. George laughed, pulling him cum-covered dick out of him, and lay beside
them, stroking Harry�s back. With a wave of his wand, they were pretty much
clean, although Harry could feel cum begin to trickle out of him where the
spell hadn�t reached. The sensation made him squirm, and a certain part of his
anatomy twitch.

Fred felt it, and grinned, looking at George. �Round two?�

XxXxXxX

Yum, smut. You didn�t think I�d end this
without more smut, did you? :P

And look, a double update! Click to go to the next chapter. The last chapter :O
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