Alya walked back into the Burrow, to see Fred, George, Molly and Arthur sat on their sofas watching a movie. Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione were outside on their broomsticks flying around. George looked up at her as she walked through the door, grinning at her.
"Is everything okay, dear?" asked Molly.
"Yes, thank you," smiled Alya. "I just need to go and talk to someone quickly,"
"Want me to come with?" asked Fred.
"No it's okay, I'll be back down soon," said Alya, as she walked up the stairs to Percys's room.
She got Draco's hoodie out from her trunk and took it to her bed. She sat down and closed her eyes, trying to find him. It took her a few minutes, but she managed to drift into Draco's head. He was sitting in a room on his own, on a large bed and reading a book.
"Dray?" said Alya.
"Ally? Is that you?" Draco said out loud.
"Merry Christmas, love," said Alya, smiling to herself.
"I can't believe I can actually talk to you!" said Draco, throwing his book next to him. "I miss you so much,"
"I miss you too, Dray," chuckled Alya. "Did you have a good day?"
"Uh... yeah, I guess," said Draco, quietly.
"Are you sure?" said Alya.
"Don't worry about that, did you have a nice day?" he asked.
"I did, thank you," she said. "I can't wait for you to see your presents,"
"You... bought me presents?" asked Draco.
"Of course I did!" chuckled Alya.
"But... why?" he asked, quietly.
"Because you deserve it," said Alya. "You're going to love them,"
"I - thank you," he said, softly, as a huge smile spread across his face.
"You're welcome, love," smiled Alya. "By the way, you're an ass for stealing my perfume!"
"Yeah... about that," chuckled Draco. "I might need to buy you a new one,"
"Why?" laughed Alya.
"I may have sprayed a little too much on my pillows and hoodies..." said Draco.
"Oh my god... you're so cute Draco," giggled Alya. "you miss me that much?"
"Of course, my love," said Draco. "I can't wait to see you again, and cuddle you,"
"Me too, I miss your cuddles," said Alya. "You'll see me soon, though,"
"Not soon enough!" said Draco. "Hey, my family hosts a masquerade ball at the manor for new years every year, I really want you to come. Do you think you'll be safe?"
"I'm sure I will," said Alya. "I'll be wearing a mask anyway, plus I doubt Voldemort would even know what I look like anymore, it's been 12 years,"
"In that case, will you come?" said Draco.
"Of course! I can't wait," said Alya.
"Me too!" said Draco. "The others will be there too, as their families are friends with mine,"
"Aw okay, I'm so excited!," said Alya. "I have to go, but I'll talk to you again soon, okay?"
"Okay, I love you, Ally," said Draco.
"I love you, Dray," said Alya, as she came back into the bedroom.
She wanted to speak to Mattheo next, so she went into his head and found him sitting outside next to a tree, smoking a cigarette.
"That'll kill you, you know," said Alya.
"Princess?" said Mattheo, jumping up from where he was sitting.
"Hey, Matty," said Alya. "You okay?"
"No, I miss you so much," said Mattheo. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I am," said Alya. "How was your Christmas?"
"When was it Christmas?" asked Mattheo.
"Today, love," said Alya.
"Oh, yeah... it was okay," said Mattheo.
"You didn't celebrate did you?" said Alya.
"Well.. my father doesn't agree with it,"said Mattheo. "Thinks it's a muggle thing and doesn't care about it,"
"Well we'll celebrate when we're back at school okay?" said Alya.
"Okay..." said Mattheo. "I'm not really sure how to though. I mean, I've never..."
"It's okay, I'll show you," said Alya, sweetly. "I miss you so much,"
"I miss you Ally, I can't wait to see you, it's driving me insane being away from you," whined Mattheo.
"I know, me too," said Alya. "Draco has invited me to his parent's masquerade ball, so I'll see you there?"
"Absolutely!" said Mattheo. "That's still ages away, though,"
"It's only next week," chuckled Alya. "I can't wait to see you,"
"Me too, love," said Mattheo. "I just can't wait until this is all over and we can all go back to Hogwarts,"
"Not long now, okay?" said Alya. "I have to go, I'll talk to you soon,"
"Okay my princess, I love you," said Mattheo.
"I love you, handsome," said Alya, as she left his head.
Alya decided that she was going to talk to Tom next, and talk to the others the next day. She closed her eyes and tried to find him. When she did, she saw him sitting alone, shirtless, at a desk writing something. She couldn't help but notice how incredibly attractive he looked. His hair was fluffy and messy, like he had just washed it, he had the same amount of scars as Mattheo all over his toned and chiselled body, which Alya thought made him look even more attractive. She got into his head, wiping a small line of dribble away from her chin.
"Hey, Tommy," she said.
"Hey my angel!" said Tom, immediately stopping what he was writing.
"What you up to?" she asked him
"Oh you know... just homework," said Tom.
"You look really fucking hot right now, Tommy," said Alya.
"Really? Thank you," smirked Tom. "I bet you do, too,"
"Not really," chuckled Alya. "I am wearing this beautiful jumper that Mrs Weasley knitted for me though, so I guess I look cute,"
"You look hot in anything, doll," smiled Tom. "I miss you,"
"I miss you too, love," said Alya. "Guess what? I'll be seeing you next week at the Malfoy's masquerade ball,"
"Ally, as much as I'd love to see you, that's too risky!" said Tom. "My father will be there, what if he recognises you?"
"He won't Tommy, he doesn't even know what I look like," said Alya. "Plus we'll be wearing masks,"
"I guess so, I just worry about you," said Tom.
"I know you do, gorgeous," said Alya. "But I'll be fine. You better dance with me,"
"Of course I will, beautiful," smiled Tom.
"Good, I can't wait," said Alya. "put some bloody clothes on, you're distracting me,"
"No I don't think I will, actually," smirked Tom. "Maybe I want you to be distracted,"
"Ooh, look who's gained some confidence," giggled Alya. "You weren't like this a few weeks ago,"
"What can I say, you've changed me," chuckled Tom. "You're the one that said we have a lot of sexual tension,"
"Actually, Pansy said that," laughed Alya. "I just agreed, because we clearly do. I try not to show it as much but it's a struggle,"
"I agree," said Tom. "Definitely when you kiss me the way you did the other day, I just wanted to rip your clothes off,"
"Me too, trust me," giggled Alya. "But everyone else was there, so we couldn't,"
"Fuck everyone else, I'll do it next time," smirked Tom.
"Oh really? You need me that badly?" giggled Alya.
(SMUT WARNING)
"You have no idea," said Tom. "Fuck Ally, you're making me hard just thinking about it,"
"Oh no, you should probably take care of that," said Alya. "Let me help,"
Alya stayed in Tom's head, and controlled his mind to make him think about the kisses they shared during the truth or dare games in her dorm. Specifically, the one where she straddled him and he pushed up into her as he kissed her, gripping her waist tightly.
"Fucking hell, doll," groaned Tom. "Now look what you've done," he pointed to his b0ner in his trousers.
"If only I was there," smirked Alya.
"I wish you were," said Tom.
"Well, as much as I'd love to stay and watch, I better go," said Alya. "Or we'll be interrupted by one of the Weasley's checking on me,"
"Noo, stay for a little bit," said Tom. "You know you want to,"
"Ugh, I really want to," whimpered Alya.
"Then stay," said Tom, rubbing his hand over his bulge in his trousers.
"Fuck, Tommy," moaned Alya. "You're so sexy,"
"God, say my name like that again," said Tom.
"Tommy," Alya moaned, louder this time.
"Oh my...fuck," whimpered Tom, as he started to grow even harder. He started rubbing himself harder and went under his trousers this time. He slowly pulled his dick out of his pants and Alya gasped.
"Fuck you're so big Tom," moaned Alya. "You're making me so wet,"
"I need you, now," said Tom, as he wrapped his hand around his dick, moving it up and down.
"I need you, Tom," said Alya, flirtily. "Shit, someone's coming. I've gotta go, Tommy. Don't have too much fun without me, I love you,"
(SMUT OVER)
Suddenly, there was a knock at the bedroom door. Alya opened it to see George standing on the other side.
"Hey, Georgie," said Alya, letting him in.
"Hey, Ally," he said, wrapping his arms around her.
"What was that for?" chuckled Alya, hugging him back.
"I just still can't believe what you did for us," said George. "And I'm so grateful, I really am,"
"Like I said, you both deserve it," replied Alya, with her arms still wrapped around George. "You don't need to keep thanking me, once was enough,"
"I know, but I don't know how I can ever repay you," said George.
"I've already told you, just give me free stuff," chuckled Alya.
"No, I'm serious Ally," said George.
"So am I," said Alya. "I don't want repaying. Just give me free stuff and discounts and I'll be happy,"
George pulled away from the hug and looked into her eyes. Suddenly, he cupped her cheeks with his hands and kissed her gently. They kissed for a few seconds before Alya pulled away.
"George..." said Alya.
"I-I'm sorry..." said George.
"Don't be, but what was that?" asked Alya, shocked.
"I don't know, I just... needed to do that," said George.
(SMALL SMUT WARNING)
"You're not making any sen-" started Alya, but she was cut off by George grabbing her and kissing her again, more passionately this time. She placed her hands on the back of his neck and pulled him in closer, deepening the kiss. This made George's hand immediately fall to Alya's waist and slam her into the wall behind her. The kiss was becoming more and more passionate, and George's hands were roaming Alya's entire body. They went up her shirt, scratching gently on her back as they fell down to her ass, which he squeezed. She jumped up and he caught her, placing both hands under her ass to hold her in place against the wall. He started grinding into her and she could feel him growing harder each time their bodies connected. Alya let out a soft moan, which caused George to grind into her harder, and groan into the kiss. His breathing was getting heavier and heavier, as Alya started kissing his neck and he whimpered slightly, which turned Alya on even more. She jumped down and started palming him through his jeans whilst still kissing his neck. She started to remove his top, when there was a knock at the door. They quickly jumped away from each other and fixed themselves up before Alya opened the door.
"Hey, Freddie," Alya said quickly.
"Hey, love," said Fred, hugging Alya. She quickly shot an awkward look at George, whose face was red from how flustered he was just a few seconds before.
"What was that for?" said Alya.
"What, do I need an excuse to hug you now?" smirked Fred.
"No of course not," chuckled Alya, nervously.
"I just wanted to thank you again for our presents," said Fred. "You definitely shouldn't have done it, but you're so incredible and I don't know how I can ever repay you,"
Alya shot a quick glance at George, who smirked at her.
"Yeah, Ally. Seriously," said George. "You're really... special,"
"Oh um... thank you," said Alya, nervously.
"What's wrong?" asked Fred.
"N-nothing's wrong," she said, quickly. George giggled at her stutter and shot her a cheeky smirk.
"Okay...anyway, are you coming back downstairs?" asked Fred. "The others want to watch a film and they're requesting your hot chocolate,"
"Yeah, I'll um...be down in a sec," said Alya. "Just gonna get changed,"
"Okay, see you in a sec," smiled Fred. "Coming, George?"
"Nah, I think I'll stay and watch the show," smirked George. Fred rolled his eyes at George, before walking out and closing the door behind him. Alya turned to George immediately and nudged his arm.
"George, what the fuck was that?" she said.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist you," he replied, smirking at her.
"Fuck...neither could I," she said pulling off her jumper. George grabbed her arm gently and pulled her into him, holding one hand on her waist and one hand on her cheek, looking into her eyes.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he said, which gave Alya butterflies.
"George, I..." she started. "We need to stop,"
"Why," asked George, leaning closer to whisper in her ear "Clearly you want me just as much as I want you,"
"You're driving me crazy," said Alya, trying to control herself.
"Good," whispered George, as he kissed across her jawline to her neck. She let out a quiet whimper as he did this, causing him to pull her closer to him and kiss her neck even harder. She quickly pulled away again.
"Georgie, they're all waiting for us," said Alya. "They'll figure it out if we're not down there in a minute. Plus they're waiting for hot chocolates, so they'll probably come knocking again. We don't want to be interrupted again, do we?"
"I don't care about any of them, right now," growled George. "I need you, Alya,"
"George," Alya moaned his name into his ear, which only made things worse. He smashed his lips onto hers, hands travelling all over her body. They were kissing and touching each other for a few more seconds before Alya pulled away again.
"Not now, Georgie," she said, pulling on her red, laced pyjamas. "We can't,"
"Fine," he whined, as they both left the room and walked down the stairs. He kept grabbing her ass as they went down, making Alya giggle at him and snatch his hand away as they reached the bottom step.
"Hello, you beautiful bunch," said Alya, as she walked into the living room.
"Finally, we thought you two had ditched us," said Ginny, winking at Alya.
"Of course not," chuckled Alya, nervously, avoiding George's smirk. "Right, hot chocolate anyone?"
"I'll come help," said George, walking into the kitchen before anyone could protest.
Alya rolled her eyes, playfully at him and followed him into the kitchen. She started making the hot chocolates and George kept slyly grabbing or slapping her ass gently every time he walked past her. After she'd put the water and milk on to boil, he came up behind her and pushed into her from behind.
"Don't forget, the cups are up here love," he said, as he reached one hand up to the cupboards and kept one hand on her waist. He pushed her right into the side so that she could feel his dick, which made her moan softly. She covered it up with a cough and hoped that no one heard it. George giggled in her ear which sent shivers down her spine. He backed away from her slowly as she got the cups out. She couldn't reach the ones on the top shelf, and she knew exactly what was coming.
"Georgie, can you get those ones for me?" she said.
"Of course, my love," he said, pushing into her once again and getting the cups from the cupboards. This time, he grinded into her slowly before he pulled away, making her breath hitch in her throat. She pretended not to notice and carried on making the drinks. She squirted some whipped cream into George's mouth, and then her own before putting it on top of the cups, picking a bit off of hers with her finger and sucking it off seductively whilst staring at George. *he wants to tease, 2 can play at that game* she thought to herself. George sighed heavily, before shaking his head at her with a smirk. They took the cups in to everyone in the front room before going to their usual sofa again.
"Ally, come sit in between us again," said George, as he picked up a blanket and put it over himself.
"God, you just can't stay away from me, can you?" chuckled Alya.
"Evidently not," laughed Ginny. "He doesn't leave you alone, does he?"
"Nope, even when I'm in the shower he has to be present," laughed Alya. "Right, Georgie?"
"I didn't even know you were in the shower, to be fair," protested George. "And you told me to come in, that was your fault,"
"Fair enough," said Alya. "But you still didn't leave, you had to stay and watch the show, and the pair of you had to watch me get changed after!"
"Oh my god, guys!" gasped Hermione.
"I didn't hear you complaining, though," said Fred.
"Exactly, you didn't tell us to leave," smirked George.
"True, I guess," chuckled Alya.
"You three are disgusting," said Ron.
"Aw, is someone jealous?" laughed Fred.
"Don't worry, Ron," said George. "I'm sure Hermione will do the same for you one of these days,"
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" shouted Hermione.
"Nah, she's too vanilla for that," laughed Alya.
"Clearly I chose the better sister," said George.
"You chose me, did you?" giggled Alya.
"I mean... shut up," blushed George.
"Wait... Is there something going on with you two?" asked Ginny, looking at the pair of them.
"Georgie seems to think so, he chose me, apparently," giggled Alya, nudging his arm.
"You know what I mean," he blushed.
"No, actually I don't," chuckled Alya. George shot her a playful death stare and shook his head, giggling to himself.
"Just... Never mind. What film are we watching anyway?" George said quickly.
They chose a film and put it on the TV, while sipping their hot chocolates and talking amongst themselves about their day. George had placed the blanket over Alya's legs and she was resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her as she did this, as Fred had his head in Alya's lap. She ran her hands through his hair as he laid there and George started doing the same to Alya's hair. Ginny and Ron were looking over at them with confused looks on their faces. Of course, it was normal for the three of them to cuddle each other, as they did this every night in bed. However, no one else knew about that.
"Why are you three cuddling like that?" asked Ginny.
"Yeah, you look like you're in a throuple or something," laughed Ron.
"Oh... it's just comfy," said Alya. "I don't mind, I love cuddles,"
"Don't we know it," chuckled George.
"Shush you, you're the one who instigated the first cuddle if i remember rightly," chuckled Alya.
"Whatever," laughed George, shaking his head at her playfully. Ron and Ginny were still looking perplexed, so Alya brushed them off.
"If you guys wanted to join, you could just ask," she joked, as they both shook their heads and continued watching the film.
After a while, it had gotten quite late, so everyone decided to head up to bed. Fred and George followed Alya up, as usual. When they entered Alya's room, they climbed straight onto bed. Alya laid on her back and held out her arms, waiting for the twins to come and cuddle her. George jumped on her and wrapped his arms around her, burying his head into her chest, while Fred came and rolled them over so that Alya was on her side and spooned her. She giggled as they did this so carelessly, like it was natural. She snuggled into Fred, and he kissed her cheek before Alya kissed George on the top of his head. He looked up at her and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Alya looked at him with a confused expression, before he put his hand on her cheek and kissed her more passionately.
"What the fuck, George?" said Fred, looking horrified at George.
"Don't be jealous, Freddie," chuckled George. "I'm sure Ally will let you kiss her like this, too,"
"Definitely," giggled Alya, turning round to face Fred and kissing him on his lips.
(SMUT WARNING)
"How about we give you an extra Christmas present, love?" smirked George. "Considering ours was so incredible,"
"Together?" asked Alya, slightly shocked. "Would you both be up for that?"
"I can't get you out of my head," said George. "I'll do anything at this point. Fred?"
"This is not how I imagined I'd be fucking you for the first time, Ally," said Fred. "But fuck it, just don't look at me George,"
"Obviously not," chuckled George. "Are you up for that, darling?"
"Absolutely," she smirked, as she pulled Fred in for another kiss. His hands started roaming her body like they had done many times before, as George started kissing her neck from behind her.
Alya climbed on top of Fred and started kissing his neck, while grinding on his lap, making him groan quietly and hold her hips down tightly. George quickly cast 'muffliato' on the door and pulled Alya's top off, kissing her neck down to her chest as she continued to grind on Fred. She lifted off George's top, and then Fred's before Fred unclasped her bra and started kissing her breasts and her nipples. George laid flat on the bed, and pulled Aya off of Fred's lap and started taking off her shorts and her underwear as Fred continued to kiss her. George pulled on top of him, so that she was sitting on his face and began to kiss her thighs gently, before making his way to her clit. As soon as his tongue brushed her clit slightly, she let out a soft moan. George started sucking on her clit and making circles with his tongue while Alya pulled off Fred's jeans.
She studied his toned body, while grabbing and squeezing his boner through his boxers before pulling them off of him too. She rubbed him up and down for a few seconds before leaning over and licking his tip gently. She then wrapped her mouth around it and took him into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down slowly while using her other hand to rub whatever didn't fit in her mouth at the same pace. At this point, her moans were becoming louder as George picked up the pace on her clit. The vibrations from her moans gave Fred immense pleasure, and he bunched up her hair and rolled his head back.
"Oh fuck, Georgie!" she moaned loudly, as her legs started to shake with pleasure, still rubbing Fred's cock with her hands.
"Okay, my turn," said Fred, as he lifted Alya off of George and switched places with him.
"You asshole, I was so close!" whimpered Alya.
"Don't worry love, you'll have plenty more chances to cum tonight," smirked Fred, as he held down her hips and started to do exactly what George did.
Alya started moaning instantly, as George grabbed her throat and kissed her passionately. She loved that she could taste herself on his tongue as she pulled off his jeans and boxers at the same time and immediately started rubbing his cock. She kissed his neck and down his chest, before kissing and licking his tip. She did this a few times as she looked up into George's eyes, and took his whole length into her mouth at once, sucking gently. She bobbed her head up and down slowly and moaned around his dick.
"Fucking hell, Ally," groaned George, as she picked up the pace, letting his tip hit the back of her throat with every thrust.
"Don't stop, Freddie," she moaned loudly. With this, Fred held her hips down tighter and picked up the pace, sucking on her clit whilst swirling his tongue around at the same time. Alya started moaning and shaking uncontrollably as he did this, as George grabbed her by her throat and whispered in her ear.
"Cum in his mouth, darling," he whispered, looking into her eyes. She immediately did, eyes rolling back into her head as George kept his hand around her throat.
When she had finished, Fred lifted her off of him and flipped her over, placing her on her hands and knees in front of him. He and George switched places, and George came up behind her, teasing her entrance with his shaft. Fred walked to the other side of the bed, in front of Alya. she grabbed his length and immediately started kissing and licking it, as George pushed himself inside of her. They both let out a loud groan as he did this, and he started thrusting into her slowly. Alya was already overstimulated from her recent orgasm, and hearing both twins moan at the same time was almost enough to bring her to a second one straight away. She bobbed her head up and down Fred's cock whilst picking up the pace slightly, before licking up the sensitive slit and sucking on it gently. He bunched Alya's hair roughly and let out a loud groan as soon as she did this.
"Holy f-fuuck!" he groaned, getting more and more breathless. "I-I'm getting close!"
"Don't you dare cum yet, Freddie," moaned Alya, looking into his eyes. "I want you inside me,"
She slowed down what she was doing, while she could feel George's thrust getting sloppier as he became closer to climax.
"Fuck, Ally," he whimpered loudly, as he felt himself losing all control. Alya turned around and laid on her back, looking into George's eyes as he thrusted in and out of her harder. He put her legs on his shoulders and held the back of her head and pulled it close to him. He kissed her passionately in between heavy breaths and moans, as he pounded into her, hitting her g spot every time. Using his free hand, he rubbed her clit with her thumb, making her legs shake vigorously until neither of them could control their moans any longer. They started moaning each other's names loudly, looking into each other's eyes until they both rolled back into their heads as they came together, hard.
"You're such a good girl," George said to her, catching his breath before kissing her passionately on her lips and gently on her forehead. He smirked at her and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. As he did this, she turned to look at Fred.
"Get over here, Freddie," she smirked, beckoning him over. She sat up and pushed him onto the bed, climbing on top of him and kissing his lips, jaw and neck. His hands were travelling all around her body as she grabbed his throat gently. She grabbed his shaft and lined herself up with it before lowering herself onto it, as they both let out a loud groan. She slowly started bouncing up and down, gradually picking up the pace. She loved how much Fred was groaning and whimpering, it made her even more turned on. Especially after two orgasms.
"Merlin, Ally, you look so pretty riding me," Fred whimpered. "You're taking me so well, you're such a good little slut,"
The praise mixed with the degradation almost instantly sent Alya into another orgasm. Fred grabbed her by the hips and held her tightly as he started thrusting into her from underneath, kissing her neck and swirling his tongue around her nipples. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled on it gently while moaning his name into his ear.
"You fuck me so good, Freddie," she whimpered. "Just like that, f-fuck,"
Fred could feel himself getting closer to climax, as he squeezed Alya even tighter into him and whimpered loudly, cursing under his breath. Alya felt his cock twitching inside of her as he started to cum, burying his head into her tits. She instantly started to cum again as this happened, and they moaned each other's names loudly as they finished together.
(SMUT OVER)
"H-Holy fuck, Alya," said Fred, breathlessly, caressing her cheek as they caught their breath back. "You're incredible,"
"You are, Freddie," she smiled, kissing him softly on his lips. He blushed at her, picking her up and carrying her to the bathroom. He opened the door to find George in the shower.
"That was fun, wasn't it love?" smiled George, as Fred put her down on the floor.
"It was," she smirked, as she tried to walk over to join him. "Oh shit, you guys might have to help me,"
The twins looked at each other and chuckled to themselves, as Fred picked her back up and carried her into the shower. She stood between both of them, with her back to Fred as he kissed her neck. She faced George as he kissed her on her lips, grabbing her waist and running his hands up her body. They started washing themselves and Fred and George took it in turns to rub the soap all over Alya's body, making her giggle at them. Once they had all finished in the shower, George picked Alya up and carried her into the bedroom, where he dried her off and put her pyjamas back on her before doing the same for himself. Fred did the same and they all climbed into bed, Alya in between the twins, as usual. They both had their arms wrapped around her, as George was spooning her from behind and Fred had his head on her chest. They both kept kissing her cheeks, lips and her forehead gently, as she did the same for them before they all eventually fell asleep.
**DISCLAIMER**
Hey everyone! I was not expecting to write this scene with the twins, but it kind of fits with the storyline?? I just wanted to make it known that I am in NO WAY normalising or sexualising twincest or anything like that! I know that some people like to read about the twins together, but if you don't like it, please don't let that stop you finishing the story! Also, if anyone has any requests, please comment them and I'll try my best to fit them in :) Thank you for all the love and support, happy reading <3