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Breaking the chains of the past	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 13566 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Breaking the chains of the past
Pairing: Fred x O.C. x George
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summary: Fred and George left Hogwarts after they failed to cross the age line. They quit school rather then being expelled, they believed that too much formal education rotted the creative mind. Approached by Harry's 'sister' Artemis they are given not only a place to live besides the burrow but also a sizable investment due to Harry's unwanted Triwizard Cup winnings. While they prepare to open their shop the Weasley twins meet an unusual wizard with a past. They become rivals for this wizard's affection.
Notes: This story is set in the same universe as Ties of friendship, Bonds of Fate; Drawing Down the Moon, Reforging Old Bonds and Bound to you. It starts prior to Bound and will at some point play out concurrently.

Chapter 7
George stuck his head into the stock room grinning, “Bree I was thinking, would you like to go out to dinner? Like a date? To celebrate how much better you’re getting with your wand?”
Bree scowled at him, “You know I hate crowds.”
George shook his head, “I’d rent a private room. It would just be you, me and the waiter.’
“Fine.” Bree was nervous and stunned that George would go to so much trouble…
George paid Bree a little higher then he probably should and after each pay day he took him shopping to buy a few nice things. Not to an expensive store or to a second hand place but to a middle income place that was affordable.
“What should I wear?”
“Nice trousers, a shirt and tie? I don’t expect you to dress up all the way. It’s just us…” George said rubbing his neck nervously.
Bree nodded, “I have that much.”
“I’ll dress the same so you don’t feel underdressed. We only have the dragon hide suits because Charlie sent the hide and we paid for it to be made up into suits. I wouldn’t expect to wear them except to annoy mum. She’s a bit of a harpy, bossing and controlling. She’s not the least bit supportive of the shop; she thinks that it’s dangerous and immature.” George shrugged.
Bree scowled, “The products are so inventive, and I’ve never seen or heard of anything like them. I’m no stranger to having disagreeable parents. I never knew my mother but I assume she’s dead. I’d rather not meet her.”
“Don’t worry, she’d verbally eviscerate you because it’s her nature and I wouldn’t put you through that.” George promised. “Not because I am in any way ashamed of you, you don’t deserve that treatment from anyone especially my mother.”
Bree blushed, “Uhm…okay?”
“Dinner. Don’t forget.” George smirked as he left Bree in the stockroom.
XoooooX
George made the reservations, helped close the shop before flooing to the Hall to dress.
Due to the shop’s operating schedule dinner for them was held back mostly until ten-ish.
They closed for lunch but snacked during normal dinner hours for straggling customers.
George returned to the shop via the office floo to find Bree practically wringing his hands.
“I thought you wouldn’t come.” Bree frowned at him.
“I’ve never really been on a date before so I’m nervous.” George rubbed the back of his neck as he gave a nervous laugh.
“Neither have I obviously.”
George took two steps towards Bree and kissed him, “Then we’ll share the experience. I’m glad I get to show you how you deserve to be treated.”
Bree blushed, “Whatever.”
They left the shop closing up and locking it.
George led him towards the Italian restaurant he’d made reservations at.
Bree shrunk behind him, clinging to his hand as they weaved through the late crowd.
They entered the restaurant Antonio’s.
George smiled at the maitre‘d, “We have a reservation under Weasley Wizard Wheezes, George Weasley.”
The man nodded, escorting them to a small private dining room.
Unsure of the odd named food and drink; Bree ended up ordering lemonade, water and plain spaghetti.
George ordered a large salad, pesto, a bottle of wine and chocolate gelato to arrive later. He also ordered water for himself.
Bree frowned at the wine, “Are you going to drink the entire bottle yourself?”
George shook his head leaning over to whisper, “To share…”
Bree shivered. “You trust me with alcohol? Don’t you remember what happened last time?”
George turned as red as his hair, “Do I? I’m hoping for a repeat performance.”
Bree groaned, “You insufferable addict.”
“It’s my arse and I enjoy how it feels when you plough me. Only you have had me and as far I am concerned, only you can.” George shivered.
“Is this the place to discuss that?” Bree hissed.
“There are wards to keep the serving staff out if you wanted me.” George whispered, “I even know wards for public sex but I learned them because I like learning. This would be about as public as I’m comfortable with so you know.”
“I’m not comfortable with the idea of anyone seeing your body.” Bree mumbled.
“Good, because I’m a one man-man, I don’t want anyone else.” George kissed him teasingly.
They broke apart when their salad and drinks arrived.
They shared the salad but held off on the wine letting it chill.
They shared anecdotes of their day, mostly George’s tales of customers that had come into the shop.
Their main courses arrived and George uncorked the wine, pouring them each a glass.
“What is that green stuff?” Bree frowned.
George smirked, “Pesto.” He stabbed two tortellinis with his fork and held it out to Bree, “Try it?”
Bree nervously tasted the food, he moaned. He could taste basil, almonds and garlic a few of his favourite things. “That’s…heavenly.”
George chuckled, “Isn’t it? I adore it. Mila has made it a few times since we moved to Ivy Hall. I saw it on the menu and had to try Antonio’s but I think Mila’s is better honestly.”
They moved their plates closer and ate from each other’s plate pausing now and then to feed the other.
Soon the wine began to hit Bree, he really was a light weight with liquor of any kind.
He grabbed George’s tie and kissed him aggressively.
“Oh my…I beg your pardons. I was just coming to ask if you wanted your gelato.” Their server coughed.
Bree glared, “Forget it.”
“No!” George pouted, “Pack it. we’ll take it to go. Hurry.” He tossed a handful of galleons on the table to cover the meal and a tip.
The server left in a hurry.
“Wait until we leave. Please? I took down the anti-Apparition wards before we left. We can Apparate to the bed.” George said kissing him eagerly.
“Fine!” Bree snarled as he grabbed George’s cock through his trousers.
George bucked into his hand, “Fuck!”
“Oh I will.”
“Here is your gelato sirs.” The server stammered.
Bree removed his hand from the front of George’s trousers; he grabbed his hand and fairly dragged him to the door.

George snatched the gelato on the way past the server, “Thanks. Night.”
Once they were outside of the restaurant, George kissed Bree as he Apparated them straight to Bree’s bed in the apartment above the shop. He then brought the anti-Apparation wards up again and banished his clothes to the floor as he fell backwards on Bree’s bed naked.
“Mine too.” Bree growled.
George used the spell to send Bree’s clothes away and prepare himself as well as casting lube on his lover before setting his wand aside. “Fuck me.”
Bree entered him with a groan, “With pleasure…”
Bree fucked him through two mutual orgasms.
They then collapsed, passing out from sated exhaustion.
XoooooX
Fred had overheard their plans for dinner and had silently fumed. He went home to eat his own late supper before jealousy and curiosity had him back. He realized after thirty minutes that the wards had been tampered with and realized his sex addict twin had plans to clearly Apparate back.
He cast a disillusionment charm on himself and waited.
He waited over an hour for their return…
Once they appeared the wards came up again and then they were soon naked…
Fred cast a silencing bubble around himself and then watched.
Seeing Bree so erotic as he fucked his twin had Fred hard and dripping.
The sensual movements as Bree moved, nay thrusted made him more turned on. He’d never seen an arse quite so delectable. To say he had designs on it would be the truth…George didn’t want to share?
Well then…
Fred sneered as he came with them, wasn’t that up to Bree? The two hadn’t gotten off to a harmonious start like Bree and George. He had some repair to do to Bree’s impression of him.
He wanted Bree, not just because George said no but he was powerfully attracted to the younger wizard. He was protective and well, he didn’t like that they had something or someone they couldn’t share.
Fred had never considered himself bent; he’d never looked at a wizard in lust until he’d seen Bree that time naked after having George. He wouldn’t say he was really bent just bent towards Bree.
He wanted just how hot it might be to be fucking Bree while Bree fucked George…
Someday he planned to find out…
Knowing Bree was weak to alcohol might factor into his seduction plan. Fred just had to find a way to get Bree to trust him enough and pretending to be George would never work because Bree could seemingly tell them apart…
Since he’d really started to watch their stock boy, he didn’t notice the witches so much. Even Verity paled beside the youth…
Perhaps, it was time to leave his playboy ways and attempt a real relationship…

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