The Trouble With Imps!

Chapter 5: Seducing

There they stood, side by side in all their twin glory. Harry couldn't help blushing as he really took them in. And their outfits. Both were wearing short sleeved, skin tight shirts showing their hard, sun kissed muscles from Quidditch practice. George was in blue and Fred was in red. They both had baggy, ripped blue jeans and white sneakers. Their hair was messy and shined a golden red in the in the streak of sunlight peeking through the blinds, giving them a handsome, boyish look. The usually noticeable freckles that covered their faces were hardly noticeable by the light tan they had both gained, making their blue eyes stand out and shine more brightly with mischief as they stared into his bright green eyes, watching in satisfaction as he ogled them.

Seeing that they noticed, Harry slightly raised an eyebrow and smirked with mischief playing in his eyes.

Harry shifted in discomfort when something came over him, he struggled slightly in his mind with the other Imp personalities trying to gain control and take over. He wouldn't allow this; they were making him react to the Weasley Twins in a way he shouldn't be reacting.

Fred and George, seeing his discomfort, and distraction, moved closer; climbing into his bed, on either side of him. Harry didn't notice this, still distracted with fighting the other Imp personalities. The twins grinned wickedly over his head at each other, seeing he was still preoccupied. They, of course, had innocently overheard the Order talking about Harry's creature inheritance (cough Extendable Ears cough) and knew about the different personalities and powers he now held within him.

They didn't know what, exactly happened back at the Headquarters to make them feel this way of their once honorary younger brother, though they may admit that they found him adorably cute and attractive before, and may have had some not so innocent fantasies about him. All they knew was that they were attracted to him, and if how Harry was acting was any confirmation, Harry was attracted to both of them as well.

Slowly and as lightly as possible, they placed their hand on Harry's tense shoulders and slowly began to rub and massage them. Harry, now back to the world of the living, looked at both of them in surprise and shock as he hadn't noticed them moving. These thoughts flew out the window as the pleasure of both the heated soft skin rubbing his back and their intoxicating smell took over. He moaned a low throaty moan in the back of his throat that made the twins pause in their actions.

The twins continued their ministration, soon changing their positions, Fred sitting behind him and the George on top of him with his knees on either side of Harry as George ran his hands up and down his chest.

"F-F-Fred, G-George? W-wh-what are y-you doing?" Harry moaned out breathlessly, eyes closed as his mind was unable to comprehend why they were doing this, as his Imp personalities fought to get out, screaming with the need to mark his twins and claim them.

"Shh, Harry." George said with his finger on Harry's mouth to stop him from saying anything else. A smirk took over his face as he used the same finger to rub against Harry's bottom lip, deepening it to a rogue color because of the added pressure. Warm lips were softly pressed against the back of his ear.

"It's okay Harry; you can stop fighting them now." Fred whispered against his ear.

The pressure against his bottom lip, the soft lips kissing his ear sensually and the whispered words that were spoken broke the barrier containing his Imps as they all merged as one within Harry's mind. His eyes snapped open; the mixture of colors glowed brightly making George stare in awe and Fred paused at his brother's expression, before the colors dimed slightly, but his eyes were still bright with emotion. A surprisingly mischievous and leering smile broke out on Harry's face as he grabbed onto George's shirt collar and pulled him close so they were nose to nose.

"Mate!" was the only word growled out and George's blue eyes widened slightly before Harry crushed their lips together in a passionate kiss that George didn't hesitate to participate with. After a few moments of kissing they separated and Harry quickly turned around in one fluid movement so he was on his knees and in-between Fred's legs. Fred's eyes were also wide, and also slightly disappointed. They brightened at the next word that Harry growled out through kiss swollen lips.

"Mate!" was heard again and Fred was pulled forward by his shirt and received the same treatment George had. The kisses were all tongue and teeth, making it all the more passionate. Behind Harry, George was kissing the back of his neck slightly biting and sucking at certain points that made Harry moan and arch into Fred, unintentionally making his and Fred's erections rub together and making both him and Fred moan at the contact.

They were so distracted by what they were doing that they never heard a door open till...

"WELL I NEVER!" was shrieked so loudly, it resembled what they thought a banshee would sound like, the noise echoing throughout the Hospital Wing, making them jump at the loud sound and turn towards the source, discovering it to be Mrs. Weasley with Ginny and Ron by her side, all their mouths were dropped open in surprise and shock.

"What on earth do you think you're doing?" she continued in a shrill voice that made them want to cover their ears. Instead they watched in fascination as her face began to turn red, and they have no doubt she would have continued in that triad if Madam Pomfrey hadn't come running out of her office wand out in ready of an attack only to see half of the Weasley's. As she took in the twin's positions on Harry's bed she turned a stern eye towards them.

"Off. Now." She said strictly, "That is my patient and I don't want you to make him more... excited than he already is. After his collapse, I don't want any more health issues on my hand in the form of one Mr. Potter." The twins looked downcast, but complied. Harry, now that his Imp personalities had merged unexpectedly, just looked amused at the situation, his eyes glowing with mischief and a smirk taking over his face as he eagerly leaned forward to watch Madam Pomfrey turn towards the other three remaining Weasley's.

"And you, Moly Weasley. I would have expected you to know not to make such a noise within the hospital wing where patients are recovering." Harry wished to laugh as he was the only patient here, and he certainly, he eyed the twins' sulking forms, lust flashing through his eyes before going back to the usual mischief, was recovering nicely, in the forms of Fred and George Weasley. He unconsciously licked his lips hungrily before turning to the scene before him.

"And really, you're being very hypocritical. I can still recall what I caught you and Arthur doing in here during your Seventh Year after Arthur came in with a nose bleed because he unconsciously squished his nose with his Muggle Studies book because he was reading to close to it! And what you were doing was worse than what they were!" Madam Pomfrey said in one breathe sternly, hands on her hips, but Harry could see her lips twitching, resisting the urge to smirk/smile. Mrs. Weasley was still red in the face, but now from embarrassment as her children looked towards her with wide eyes and open mouths; even the twins were shocked before they broke out in grins.

"Woohoo! Go mum!"

"Mother, you naughty thing, you!"

Ron and Ginny just looked towards each other with expressions of disgust. And Harry, well Harry was containing the urge to burst into a gale of laughter at the revelation.

"Now," Madam Pomfrey said in her familiar stern tone, "No more visitors for Mr. Potter today I think. Go on, out, the lot of you." Mrs. Weasley steered Ron and Ginny out without a word despite their protests.

I bet she didn't want to be more embarrassed than she already was, Harry thought silently to himself. The Weasley Twins looked as though they were about to protest, but with one look from Madam Pomfrey and a nod from Harry, they hung their heads and walked to the double doors leading out the hospital wing.

They paused at the door then turned towards Harry with identical grins and leers, which Harry returned with one last suggestive wink towards him, they went out the doors. Madam Pomfrey tutted at them, but the ghost of a smile betrayed her thoughts. With one last check up on Harry, she returned to her office, while Harry lay back with a content smile.