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The Cure	By : LadyOfTheNight Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 21553 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The Cure

“Hermione…” she heard two voices call to her in whispered unison causing the young witch to roll her eyes. Then she heard a chorus of shushes from the other patrons of the library.

“Hermione…” She heard again and started to gather her belongings quickly. She had O.W.L.’s to study for and definitely did NOT need them interrupting her again. She shoved the last book into her bag and quickly made to back out of her study nook when she collided with two pairs of identical freckled arms.

“Woah there Hermione…”Fred started.

“just the witch we were looking for…” George finished as both boys flashed her their most charming smiles.

“You weren’t leaving, were you…” Fred began again.

“Cause we wanted to ask you a quick question…” George prosed.

“Actually I am really busy right now… I’ve got O.W.L.’s to study for and rounds to do; sorry boys.” She tried to dodge under them to escape but they moved to stop her.

George grabbed her bag and Fred placed and arm around her shoulders steering the young witch between them. “It’s a quick question…” Fred repeated.

“why don’t we walk and talk then.” George finished.

Hermione hated when they did that. “Fine, I assume this is school related…” she trailed off hinting at her promise to Mrs. Weasley not to help the twins with any joke shop business.

“Of course,” George affirmed.

“Naturally.” Fred replied at the same time.

Hermione watched the two boys suspiciously for a second but decided the more time she wasted trying to discern their intentions, was less time for studying.

“Alright what was your question?” she finally gave in causing both boys to trap her between them in a giant hug. Hermione couldn’t help but feel her heart race a little. They may constantly tease and annoy her, but she couldn’t deny that they were good looking. Plus they were proving to have some real business sense. The magic involved in some of their jokes was actually quite brilliant, even if she would never admit it to them. She couldn’t deny she had the tiniest of crushes on the two boys who were currently surrounding her. They pulled back and continued their trek to the Gryffindor Common Room.

“We were wondering what you know about constipation…” Fred started which caused the witch to giggle.

“Not a personal problem!” George defended.

“Just theoretical.” Fred ended their seemingly shared thought.

The witch continued to giggle. “What happened to the old, I have a friend excuse?” She teased them which caused both George and Fred to laugh also. They were always good about being the butt of a joke; if you dish it out you have to be able to take it after all.

“What do you want to know?” she asked them after finishing her giggles.

“Well, we were wondering if…”

“if you knew what caused constipation.”

Both twins smiled at her innocently but she knew better.

“Well, generally one becomes constipated if their diet is poor, mainly if they are lacking in fiber.” She recited from memory, having read about the subject before.

“But if you are dehydrated or lacking in magnesium that can also attribute to constipation.” She finished informatively.

“Brilliant!”

“We knew you could help.”

“So if we were to put some type of a dehydrating agent in the chocolate…”

“we could finally get it to work!” Fred finished; both the twins were talking over the smaller witch as she realized their intent.

“You said this was for school…” she trailed off suspiciously noticing their guilty smirks. Fred and George put their hands up innocently.

“What?” Fred asked.

“Who said it wasn’t?” George questioned at the same time.

Hermione cringed at the thought of them unleashing constipation causing candies on the student body and made a mental note not to eat anything suspicious in the Common Room. She stopped short outside of the charms classroom, falling behind the twin boys.

“Whatever, I don’t know why I always fall for your tricks.” she trailed off while holding her hand out to George for her bag. She knew why she always answered their questions, even when she doubted their intentions.

For one thing, they never made her the victim of their pranks. She never had to worry about them trying to pull a trick on her. She may have fallen victim to the occasional sweets left out in the Common Room trick, but they never intentionally tried to prank her.

For another thing they were always the first to defend her against any sort of prejudice comments made by passing Slytherin. They even stayed friendly with her when she had been seeing Victor, something their brother and mother couldn’t manage to do.

They always gave her and Ginny free previews of any new products coming out. They claimed they needed input, but they assured the two witches that they never gave them anything that was still in the testing phase.

And the last, obvious reason she couldn’t resist when they came calling was she liked them. Crush is the perfect word for how she was feeling; times two. Anytime they came into the Common Room she made sure to subtly watch them from behind her book. Hermione Granger liked being a wallflower, hiding in the cushions of whatever chair she happened to be sitting in. People hardly noticed when she was in the room unless she was sitting with Harry and Ron and that’s the way she liked it. The twins were the exact opposite. They thrust themselves into the spotlight at every turn. Their attitudes were infectious and everyone they encountered was left smiling and feeling good afterwards.

She couldn’t help but be attracted to her opposite counterparts. They were loud, boisterous and very mischievous. She was straight-laced, quiet and always tried to follow the rules, but they say opposites attract; in her case this couldn’t be more true.

She noticed them exchange a few pointed looks but didn’t try to decipher them. She knew better than to try and interrupt their secret twin language. From what she could tell George wanted to do something that Fred wasn’t too sure about.

“Just make sure you have an antidote on hand in case any of your ‘theories’ get out of hand…” she told them still waiting for her bag.

“Antidote?” George questioned innocently.

“Water, extra fiber or magnesium…” she trailed off pointedly hinting to what she said previously.

“Hermione we have heard of another cure for constipation, but it requires a lot of manual work…” George started.

“George…” Fred said in warning, shaking his head in the negative to his brother.

“What are you on about?” Hermione asked of George watching Fred shift his weight uncomfortably from foot to foot. George smirked at her again, now looking at his brother and trying not to laugh.

“You know what, I don’t think I want to know, never mind…” she told the pair. She rolled her eyes, gave a sigh and gestured with her hand that she was still waiting for her bag. She was too busy for their jokes today anyways.

“Forge she wants her bag back.” Fred told his brother gesturing to her waiting hand.

“But Gred, I can’t have our girl leaving us mad…” George whined causing Hermione to shudder at the words ‘our girl’. “Doesn’t she know that we only bother her because she is our favorite?” He asked of his brother Fred; her cheeks began to flush a bright pink.

“Look how cute she is when she is complimented,” George pointed out moving in front of her and setting her bag down on the floor.

“We should do it more often…” Fred agreed from behind the young witch seeming to follow his brother’s lead; her cheeks turned a darker red.

“Gred you should see her face; our girl is so cute when she is surprised.” George told his brother over her shoulder as he slid his hands down around her hips, pulling her up against his body. Fred also snaked his hands around Hermione’s torso resting them on her rib cage just below her breasts. He also held her completely up against his form. She could barely breathe; not in her wildest dreams did she ever think this might happen. She thought she was invisible; an adopted sister.

That’s when she felt Fred attach his mouth to her neck, showering her with chaste kisses; while George’s hands slide down to caress the sides of her bum setting her nerves on fire.

“What are you two…” Hermione started but George silenced her with a quick peck on the lips, then pulled back grinning mischievously at her.

“We like you, Hermione…” George started only to have Fred stop his pursuit of her neck and finish for him.

“We have for quite some time!”

“We have stayed away as a favor to our brother…” George started again.

“But he is a wanker and hasn’t made a move!” Fred teased resting his chin on her shoulder.

“So now we are through doing favors.” they said in unison and George leaned forward to captured Hermione’s lips in a passionate exchange. Fred returned to her throat and began to lick, suck and tease her flesh. She could feel certain areas of the boys’ anatomies begin to harden. Fred brought his hands up between his brother and her bodies’ to cup at the soft peaks of her breasts. She felt George’s grip on her hips tighten as he pulled her more squarely against his now grinding hips. She let out a small gasp and George took the opportunity to slide his tongue past her trembling lips. His tongue danced against her own as he happily swallowed down all her shocked gasps and moans.

Fred took the initiative and pulled the other two into the empty charms classroom never releasing his hold on her breasts. He brought his hands down to the hem of her jumper and hastily removed the offending garment. He immediately set his next task to her button down shirt. George had moved his left hand upward to grab at one of her breasts. He rolled her clothed nipple in between his fingers relishing in the noises she was making.

Fred started to unbutton her shirt but his brother’s passionate movements kept getting in his way. Frustrated by his inability to undress the witch in front of him, Fred grabbed at the fabric on either side of the buttons. In one fluid motion he pulled with all his Quidditch strength and made the buttons fly off her shirt. The button assault broke Hermione and George’s passionate tonsil hockey. Hermione let out a throaty moan, while George hissed in pain as all the subsequent buttons flew at him. Fred took advantage of the distraction by spinning Hermione around to face him.

“My turn…” Fred whispered eyeing her swollen lips, and now exposed pink cotton bra. He snaked his hands down to rest inside her now open shirt on the small of her back. Fred pulled her towards him and she couldn’t help but moan at the sudden full body contact. After giving her a very cheeky grin he descended on his prey. His lips were hot and demanding not at all as gentle as George had started. George recovered from his button assualt and slowly began pulling Hermione’s shirt from her body by the sleeves until she was standing there in between them in just her pink bra, school tie and skirt.

From his new position behind the witch George was able to appreciate the sexy curve of her back. He watched briefly as his brother made out with Hermione and couldn’t help but feel the desire building inside. He decided to get back in the game by turning his attention to their witch; he began fingering her bra straps lightly as he ran his tongue over the unmarked side of her neck. When his hands got to the clasp in back of her bra he expertly unhooked it.

Hermione felt her bra fall loosely around her shoulders. She shrugged the material off and noticed that George had stopped his attentions to rest his head on her shoulder taking in the newly exposed skin. His hands snaked around her body to grasp her breasts in his hands pushing them together. Fred broke his assault on their witch’s mouth and brought his lips down to capture one of her hardened nipples instead.

Hermione responded by letting another throaty moan escape her lips as she began to roll her hips between the two boys. She thrust her hips forward pressing firmly against Fred’s hardened body. Then she continued her hip’s motion by rolling them back against George’s body. That just caused both boys to moan and continue to grind up against her. She felt hands everywhere, on her breasts, hips and she was suddenly aware that one of them had just slipped his hand under her skirt and was stroking her bum, fingering the edge of her knickers.

She looked down at her chest to see Fred flashing his mischievous eyes at her while suckling her nipple. The fingers on her bum slipped under her knickers to grasp her rounded globes fully in his palms, gently massaging her soft flesh.

She felt another set of hands under her skirt now but they were making their way down the front of her knickers. She felt George cupping her sex, rubbing the gathered moisture into her cotton knickers.

“She is so wet, Gred, just for us.” George told his brother, she could tell he was grinning from behind her.

“That’s our girl.” Fred complimented her before capturing her lips in another heated kiss. George took the opportunity to hook his fingers under her knickers and paused to let his brother untangle himself before pulling them down. Knowing his brother’s propensity to get caught up in things, George took the lead and guided the group over to the tables, helping Hermione step out of her knickers as they went.

George let Fred push their witch up against the table and helped her jump up to sit on the edge of the table. He watched Hermione and Fred as their lips were moving together in a methodic dance of give and take. Grabbing at her hanging necktie George pulled the young witch away from his brother’s lips. She looked at him confused before he flashed another cheeky smile.

“I had to get your attention somehow.” He explained earning a scowl from Fred and a giggle from Hermione. He pushed her shoulders back getting her to lie down on the table top. George leaned down and caught her lips in another heated kiss; he brought her hands up over her head pinning her down to the desk with one hand leaving him the other hand to roam her chest.

Not wanting to be left out, Fred knelt down in front of their witch; running his hands up her legs and circling around to her inner thighs. Gently he coaxed her to spread her legs for him and pushed her skirt up around her waist. He moaned when he saw her pink folds glistening with desire; sliding his arms around her legs he pushed his face into her hot pink center.

She felt Fred drag his tongue through her folds lapping up her juices, pushing against her body. When he reached her clit she had to break her kiss with George to take a deep breath. George looked down to see what caused this reaction from their girl and grinned when he saw his brother’s head buried in between Hermione’s legs.

“How does our girl taste Gred?” he asked teasingly as his brother popped his head up to grin at him.

“Brilliant.” Was all Fred said before returning to his previous task between her thighs. George laughed as he watched their witch squirm under his brother’s ministrations. He unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt and pulled it off his body. His pants and boxers came next. When he was completely nude he came back over to the distracted pair.

Wrapping a hand in her hair, George pointed his hips and hardened penis at the witch, pulling her gently towards it. When she noticed and started to recall George just smirked at her as Fred pulled away from her slick entrance. She cried out in protest trying to push Fred’s head back between her legs. When she realized her efforts were in vain she desperately looked to George for some help.

“You gotta give some to get some.” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at her causing the witch to giggle and let him pull her closer. She stuck her tongue out and ran it along the side of his penis. She felt his grip in her hair tighten and a low throaty moan escape his lips as she swirled her tongue around his pink tip. It wasn’t until she parted her lips inclosing the head of his penis inside her mouth that he closed his eyes.

“That’s the ticket.” George called out as Fred moaned in the middle of taking his own pants off. Hermione looked down at the other boy and noticed his tented boxers and state of undress and she felt more wetness rush between her thighs. If she was dreaming she prayed that Lavender’s horrible snoring didn’t wake her.

But she knew this wasn’t a dream; she had never thought of anything like this before. George was thrusting gently into her mouth as her tongue swirled around his shaft. She reached a hand up to gently cup his sack. George let out a throaty moan and jerked his hips forward causing his penis to hit the back of her throat. He pulled out quickly when he heard and felt her gagging around him.

“Sorry, sorry I got carried away.” George apologized quickly.

Fred was now naked and watched Hermione cough; he pushed his brother out of the way and kissed her forehead gently pushing her hair out of her face. When her coughing ceased she looked up at him and started to kiss him gently in thanks. Fred broke the kiss to push his penis at the young witch’s mouth.

“I promise to maintain self-control.” He promised her as George moved between her legs, taking his brothers previous position. He took one long lick through her folds, relishing in his first taste of her juices. She hooked her legs around his shoulders as he attached his mouth to her tight little bundle of nerves. He sucked and licked her clit till she thought she was going to lose it.

Then she felt him insert two fingers into her folds. He began pumping them in her bringing her closer to the edge. When she finally reached her breaking point she let out a loud moan and came all over George’s fingers. Fred took advantage of her open mouth to insert the head of his penis. George pulled out his fingers and licked them clean flashing her his trade mark grin.

Fred stayed true to his promise and did not thrust forward but rather let her set the pace. George watched Fred for a few minutes before his dick started twitching from lack of attention. He threw her legs up over his shoulders and rubbed his penis gently through her folds. Once George felt that his penis had enough moisture coating it he gently pushed pashed her folds and into her hot wet center. Hermione let loose the loudest moan but it was slightly muffled by Fred’s dick. Fred felt the full sensation of his brother’s thrusts both in her erratic forward thrusts and her subsequent moans and was loving every minute of it.

George was also in heaven as he pounded the young woman furiously into the table and his brother’s waiting penis. Fred may have promised to behave but George didn’t. He reached behind him and grabbed one of the chairs pulling it behind him. He wrapped his arms around the young witch’s waist and pulled her down onto the chair with him still inside her.

The fall caused her to release her mouths grip on Fred’s penis. She fell on top of the wizard and let out a loud hiss of pleasure; she fell on his penis pushing it further inside her then he had previously been. Her legs had fallen from his shoulders but she was still strattling his hips. She felt Fred grab her legs getting her to kneel on George’s spread thighs.

George took advantage of the new position by grabbing her bunched up skirt and thrust his hips up in and out of her. He leaned forward to capture one of her bouncing nipples in his mouth causing the young girl to gasp. He looked over at his brother and saw Fred fisting his own length watching him slip in and out of the young girl. George took the time to slide his hands down to Hermione’s bum and he expertly grabbed her cheeks pulling them apart to revel the tiny ring of muscles around her anus. Fred took the hint and let go of his penis to place a finger over her tight opening causing the young woman in question to gasp. She tried to move away from his finger but George stopped her.

“Did you still want us to show you that other cure for constipation?” George asked her teasingly.

“That depends on what it is…” She trailed off breathlessly.

“Anal Sex.” George prompted.

“Some say that it is the best way to relieve constipation…” Fred trailed off with a light tease in his voice. He pushed his finger harder against her back entrance. She again pulled away from his touch with worry in her eyes.

“Shhhh… it feels amazing, trust us…” He told her without a hint of sarcasm or mischief in his voice. She turned to look at Fred who also had an earnest and sincere look on his face.

“Never heard anyone complain…” Fred affirmed his brother’s statement and leaned in to give her a quick, but heated kiss.

George had stilled his hips but after seeing this exchange he began moving again. Once his brother had released Hermione’s lips he turned her head and took his turn. He could feel muscles clenching around him and his inner thighs were coated in her juices.

Fred began sucking on her neck and when he felt her muscles around his finger relax he pushed passed her pucker and began working her unused passage; preparing her for his length. He held his finger still while he felt his brother’s continuous strokes. When he felt her relax around his finger he slowly withdrew from her ass before pushing back in.

Hermione let out a shocked cry. “OH FUCK!” she called as she felt Fred begin to pump in and out of her ass. At first the finger had felt odd, like a foreign body that needed to be expelled. But once she relaxed and the finger started working her muscles she began to realize that the twins were right; it felt brilliant. Just when she was getting used to one finger Fred pushed in another causing the witch to arch her back against the added pressure. “OH Frrrred, Georrrrge, FUCK!” she called out as Fred once again began pumping his fingers in and out of her. George started twisting his hips in a new way causing his penis to reach new places inside her. That’s when she suddenly felt Fred pull out his fingers all the way causing her to moan in protest.

She heard Fred whisper a spell and she felt a warm wet feeling in her ass hole. Then she felt the head of his penis pressing against her tight ring. George paused his movements as Fred pushed his way forcefully in filling her ass completely with a low moan. “So tight…” he called out to the room causing the other occupants to moan in response. If she thought two fingers was a big stretch it was nothing compared to this. Clenching her muscles she closed her eyes in pain. She felt Fred reach down between her and his brother and began stimulating her clit holding still fully inserted in her ass. Tears were forming in her eyes.

“Relax love, or Fred will not be able to do it right. He knows how to work passed the pain but you have to relax or he won’t make it…” George told her kissing her tears away. She counted to three and tried to concentrate on breathing.

Fred could feel George moving again, doing anything to distract the young woman. After a few more seconds he finally felt her relax her muscles indicating he could proceed. Holding her hips still he withdrew a little of his penis before pushing it back in causing more gasps of pleasure from all of them. Fred could feel his brother’s penis pushing against his; they were only separated by a thin layer of her skin.

George put his hands on her breast pulling and teasing her nipples till they were standing at full attention. He sucked and licked on her collar bone till she had to lay her head back on Fred’s shoulder. This new angle pushed her breast into George’s eyeshot so he attached his mouth to one licking and teasing her full chest. One hand attaching to her clit, he tried to bring her to completion again.

“I’m so close…” George called to the other two.

“Not yet…” Fred warned as he began thrusting faster in and out of her ass.

“OH SHIIIT!” Hermione called out as she felt both men pushing in and out of her in different rhythms. That hand on her clit and George’s mouth on her chest were all she needed as she felt her whole body tighten and her toes curl. With one final exhale she felt all the built up pressure release as she came all over the two boys. “I’m coming!” She called out to them as her whole body went slack in their arms.

They both held her up and pounded through her clenching muscles, both trying to outlast the other. Fred was the first to finish, blasting his release into her ass. His brother George finished soon after holding on to Hermione with all his might. Fred stood behind her stroking her hair and shoulders soothingly. When she finally moved to stand up Fred turned her around and kissed her slow and full of passion.

“That was better than we ever dreamed…” Fred told her breaking their kiss.

“Much better…” George affirmed kissing her throat.

“You’ve had dreams about me?” she questioned curiously as the boys began to massage her sore muscles.

“You are all we have thought about for the last two years.” George told her from behind her.

“Since the Yule Ball…” she trailed off thinking that was when all the boys noticed her.

“No,” Fred interrupted. “we started noticing you on that trip we took to the World Cup. You smiled so brightly during the opening games, and your laugh was so beautiful. We realized then that we liked you; it took us months to admit it to each other though.” He confessed.

“We would love for this to become a regular thing…” George confessed from behind her.

“Not just sex, we could take you out to dinner too, make a proper relationship out of it.” Fred clarified which caused George to nod in agreement. They watched as the young witch thought over her decision. She took a step back to look them both in the eye trying in vain to hide the smirk on her face.

“Maybe I need more convincing…” she teased causing the brothers to look at each other in shock.

“I think that was a challenge Gred…”

“I think your right mate…” Fred called to his brother as the two boys began to stock their prey. If she wanted more they would give her more…

The End

I went to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter and was inspired by the You-No-Poo I bought to write this one shot! I hope you enjoyed my smutty goodness! Review if you want!
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