Weasley Twins - A Fate You Can't Escape

Chapter 151 - Aunts and Uncles

A smidge of smut

Mia nervously steps out of the floo behind me. She gazes around Andromeda's cozy cottage with surprise.

"Hey Hazel." Draco greets me, wrapping me in a hug. Teddy dashes through the living room in nothing but a diaper.

"Mamaaaaaaaaaaaa!" He screeches, attaching himself to my leg. His blond hair is in messy curls on the top of his head. "DACO NO NACK!"

"I said not yet!" Draco argues with the toddler.

"I WAN NACK!" Teddy screams back.

"Edward Remus Lupin!" I scold the cute little boy. "That is not how you ask for a snack."

"NACK!" He persists in his methods.

"Please?" I prompt, earning the cutest little scowl from him.

"Peez." He mumbles to Draco, and I see the man's heart melt.

"Fine, but we have to say hi to your Auntie Mia first." He tells the boy quietly.

"Mima." Teddy attempts to repeat. I pick up Teddy and bring him over to Mia.

"Can you say hi to Auntie Mia?" I ask, presenting him to her.

"Hi." He says shyly, hiding a bit behind my shoulder.

"Hello, Teddy." She greets him softly, eyes misting a bit as she looks at the boy. Despite his ability to change his appearance, Teddy still manages to look a lot like Remus.

"Mima nack?" Teddy asks, reaching a hand to her.

"Sorry, buddy. I'm afraid not." She apologizes.

"DACO!" He returns to screaming at the blonde.

"I'm coming! Merlin, little wolf." Draco scoops him out of my arms and leads us to the kitchen. "So how are you doing Mia? I'm glad to see you back in good health."

"I-" She blushes. "I'm doing alright. I'm happy to be back as well."

***

I carry a napping Teddy in my arms to the floo. Mia and Draco are deep in conversation on the couch, so I quietly excused myself. I take us back to the joke shop, careful not to trip over the hearth.

"Welcome home loves." Fred greets us, getting up from the table to kiss us both. "Did you have a nice day with Mia?"

"Yes. I left her and Draco to catch up. I'm glad that they're getting along well."

"You're hoping they get back together, aren't you?"  Fred teases, kissing my forehead.  I blush a little.

"Maybe.  I just want them to be happy."  I admit, carrying Teddy to our room to place him in his cot.  "Is that such a bad thing?"

"No."  He says softly, following me in to help put Teddy to bed.  "It's sweet."

After we get the boy settled, we cozy up on the couch. 

"George said he won't be back until late."  Fred hints, placing a kiss on my neck.

"Yeah?"  I hum, tilting my head to expose more neck for his lips to trace.

"Mmhmm."  He sucks lightly below my ear, causing me to giggle.  "Be a shame if we wasted the opportunity."

"I suppose you're right."  I turn and meet his lips with my own, easily falling deeply into the kiss.  What started out as an innocent snuggle on the couch, quickly turns heated.  He pins my arms above my head with one arm, while the other pulls down the strap of my sundress. 

He places wet kisses along my collarbones, and I writhe under him, trying to press our bodies together.  Ignoring my efforts, he instead gives my strap one last tug, pulling the top of my dress down to my stomach.  I shiver at the sudden exposure.

"You're so beautiful."  Fred whispers, eyes drinking me in.  He lets go of my arms, taking my dress and pulling it all the way down, over my hips, before tossing it on the floor.  He leans back over me, his knee sliding between mine, separating them.

"Fred." I whine, grabbing onto his shoulders, trying to pull him down on top of me.  When he resists, I focus my efforts of removing his shirt.  I tug it over his head, making his hair stand up messily.  I drag my hands along his chest, enjoying how his skin feels under my fingertips.  When they make his way back to his hair, he finally gives in to my urging, and reunites our lips and bodies.

I let out a quiet moan as our naked chests meet, arching against hip.  His knee rises ever so slightly, adding a slight pressure that makes me whimper. 

"Alright, George said I could stay here tonight."  Someone announces, bursting through the door.

Fred rolls off of me onto the floor, abandoning me completely, and leaving me exposed to whoever just entered.

I squeak and dive off after him, frantically looking for my dress.  I find it and quickly scramble to put it on.

"Oh, hey there Ron."  Fred greets the newcomer cheerily.  "How's your day been?"

"Good until I saw your girlfriend's tits."  Ron replies sounding grossed out.

"Good until then?  Her tits are the best part of my day!"  Fred protests.  "You should feel honored to have seen them."

"Fred!"  I yelp, finally getting the dress all the way back on.

"What?  It's true!"  He grins and gives me a quick peck.  "If anything his day should be better now that he's seen them."

"I'm going to bed."  I declare, standing up.  I make sure my dress is pulled all the way down and scurry off to my room.  I quietly change into my pajamas, choosing  long pants and long sleeves.  I make a quick trip to the bathroom to finish my nighttime routine, and slip into bed.  As I snuggle into the covers, the boys' conversation meeting my ears.

"You okay Ron?"  Fred asks, and I hear the scrape of chairs as they sit at the table. 

"I'm sorry I've been such a git to your girlfriend."  Ron sighs.  "I just miss Hermione, and seeing her reminds me of what I no longer have."

"You should tell Hazel that.  She's been trying to be nice about it, but your comments have been getting to her."  Fred confesses.  I didn't know he noticed.

"I will.  Promise."  Ron agrees.  "I don't think Hermione is going to take me back."

"I'm sorry."

"I love her so much, but I think she's right.  We don't appreciate each other enough.  We want different things.  Did you know she's got a step by step plan to become the youngest minister of magic?"

"Sounds like something she'd have."  Fred muses.

"And I want a job I can come home from.  One that stays at work.  I want a wife and kids, maybe not as many as mum and dad had, but a bit like that."  Ron sniffles a little before continuing.  "And neither of us should have to give up our dream for the other.  I just miss her so much."

Ron dissolves into quiet sobs, and I roll over, pulling the pillow over my head.  I can still hear everything, buts it's not quiet enough for me to fall asleep.

I hope Ron and Hermione both get what they're looking for.