4 lions, 2 serpents | By : Johnnyjosh Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7113 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Four Lions + Two Serpents = One Helluva Good Time
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 Fred, George and Ron Weasley,
Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter and Severus Snape.
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, language, incest, twincest, underage (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.
~~oOo~~
Ron Weasley winced, rubbing his calf to ease the cramping that was starting
in his muscles as he stubbornly remained tucked away in his hiding place behind
one of the massive armchairs in the Gryffindor common room.
The reason for the youngest male of the Weasley clan to be huddled in the
shadows? His twin brothers, Fred and George. They'd apparently been sneaking
out of the dormitories after curfew, and staying out half the night. The two seventh-years had thought they were getting away with it, but they were wrong. They
happened to choose the night before a nasty potions exam to slip out, not noticing
the slight figure that had fallen asleep over her textbooks in a far corner of the
room.
Hermione had debated for the better part of a day about whether or not to tell
Ron what she'd seen, but in the end had managed to corner him in a corridor just as
he and Harry were heading for the dormitory. Ron hadn't been too surprised,
considering that it was the twins who had presented Harry with the Marauder's map
a few years ago. He knew they'd made a habit of sneaking out and wandering the
corridors for years, but he was still a bit concerned. The professors were patrolling
the hallways more than ever now, with Filch coming up with ever-increasingly
unpleasant detentions, and Ron didn't exactly like the thought of his brothers being
caught, and bringing McGonagall's wrath down on all their heads.
The next evening Ron had waited in the common room, thinking he would
persuade his brothers to stave off their mischief making, if only for a little while,
but to no avail. He'd been told to basically mind his own business, and that his big
brothers were more than capable of taking care of themselves.
Of course, Ron had immediately experienced a surge of Weasley
stubbornness. Hence, here he sat, in the dark, waiting for his brothers to sneak out
again so he could follow them and see exactly what was so important that the twins
would risk getting slapped with severe point deductions, and horrid detentions.
"Well, come on then!" Ron muttered impatiently, trying desperately not to
move about too much. He bit his lip as the muscles in both legs began to cramp
viciously. *Bloody hell, if those two don't hurry up, I won't be able to follow them
at all.* He thought with a frown.
Finally, the pair in question crept down the stairs, snickering softly as they
exchanged playful swats, wrestling with each other on their way to the door. Ron's
eyes widened as he witnessed what appeared to be a kiss between the two, before
they darted out into the corridor.
"No....no way!" Ron whispered, staring after the two teens incredulously.
"They...I didn't just see what I thought I saw, did I?" The shocked fifth-year asked,
shaking his head briefly before struggling painfully to his feet.
As he staggered down the hall toward the fat lady's portrait, a soft sound was
heard. Almost like...someone letting out a breath they'd been holding. Under a
soft, lightweight cloak, a pair of unseen emerald green eyes stared at the now-empty
hallway. "It can't be..." Harry Potter murmured, swaying slightly in shocked
disbelief, before he narrowed his eyes, jaw clenching as the teen swept out of the
room, following his best friend.
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