****************************************************************************** This story if FICTION. It is not to be read by people under 18 years old, or that find homosexual relations between underaged teens offensive. THIS IS NOT A CHILDREN'S TEXT.
Harry Potter is Trademark of Warner Bros. Inc. and it's author J.K. Rowling. But you knew that didn't you? All clear? good... Now: this series is based in the Harry Potter series and takes place in the middle of the fourth book ("The Goblet of Fire"), right after the Second Task. I would advise you not to read this if you haven't at least read this book (although to understand that one, you should have read the other three ;-)). Ok I think that's about it. Oh Wait! This is my first story (of this kind)and English is not my mother tongue, so please, be patient. Any comments or CONSTRUCTIVE critics please address them to alxsinclair@hotmail.com (hatemailers, don't bother). Enjoy
This is takes place after Wet Nights at Hogwarts 5 (just in case you can't count). Enjoy ****************************************************************************** Wet and Dark Night --- --- ---- -----
"Who are you?" asked Harry to the face above. "Where are you taking me?". As he gained his consciousness back, he realized he was being carried by four arms.
The boy didn't answer, instead he blindfolded and said. "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have awoken so soon! Petrificus Totallis". Harry tried to fight it, but his body didn't respond. He had been stunned.
In the darkness Harry could hear their voices, he was mortified and furious to hear that they where commenting on his naked body. He couldn't really tell what they whispered, he thought he heard his name and Ron's a couple of times, but he wasn't sure. Harry was scared, but he had been through much worse, after all, these where just school kids fooling around.
Suddenly, the moving stopped.
"Shit, it's Filch! Quick, put him behind that armour!"
Harry hit the floor quite harshly, and felt himself being covered by a soft, thin cloth. The Invisibility Cloak, he assumed.
"Don't make a sound!" one of them whispered in his ear. "Not that you can anyway..." then, he felt a kick on his side.
"What are you two gentlemen doing here at these high hours?" Filch had found them.
"We where just off to the bathroom!" That was a really lame excuse, in Harry's opinion.
"Oh, save it!" it was so in Filch's mind too. "Come with me!"
Harry heard the footsteps moving away. Then, silence.
A few hours later, it became a bit more bright inside Harry's blindfold. "It must be day now" he thought. After a while, it became noisier, he could hear students and teachers passing by and talking.
The hours passed, no one had yet found him. At first, Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to be found. He dared the prospect of being naked and unable to even cover himself in front of the whole school, but now, he was cold and he was hungry. Not to mention dead worried about Ron's fate.
"... Potter and his friend are still missing..." he heard someone say.
"... I say that they escaped 'cause Harry didn't want to face the Third Task..." this one, he could swear was Malfoy.
After a while, all the conversations where about him and Ron missing. For the mocking and careless tone of all of them, he could tell he was still on Slytherin grounds.
It was getting darker again, and desperation caught up, he started to wonder if the stunning charm would ever go away; he tried to move with all his might, but the spell wouldn't give in. He couldn't even produce a sound.
He gave up after a while, exhausted he started to resign to having to wait for the effect to pass, hopefully it would be before the Slytherins came for him. A soft breeze that made it's way beneath the cloak made Harry feel the humidity in his legs. He had pissed on himself at some point, and he hadn't even noticed. He wished Ron was there with him.
"Am I dead, Ron?" he asked him.
"I don't know, Sweetheart" Ron seemed concerned.
"Are you dead? What have they done to you!?" Harry was in the edge of tears, the thought was unbearable to him.
"I don't know. I'm just a dream right now!" he seemed upset for not being able to give Harry a proper answer. "But you should relax now!"
"I know. I don't really know if I want to wake up!" said Harry, playing with the bubbles.
"Yes you do!."
"How do you know?"
"Have you ever been lied to by a dream?"
"No!"
"See..." Ron swam over to him and held his hand.
"I miss you!" Harry pulled him and embraced him tightly. Ron pulled back and put his hands around Harry's face.
"We'll be all right!" he spoke almost into Harry's lips and then close his around them.
Harry returned the kiss passionately and forgot all about his situation, he even forgot he was dreaming!
"Let me take care of you now!" Ron whispered into Harry's ear as he lead him by the hand to the stairs in the pool-size-bath.
He sat Harry on the edge and went down. He kissed his neck, moved to his chest through his left nipple (which he knew, was Harry's most sensitive) and bit it. Harry could scent the hypnotizing aroma rising from the mope of red hair he loved so much. He caressed Ron's head with his hand and he followed it down. Ron, then, drank all the water dripping from Harry's stomach, all the way down to his groin.
Harry closed his eyes. Ron was licking his now hard dick. He knew it was just a dream, but it was so real! He wanted just to enjoy it before he woke up to his torture.
"Oh! Ron!" he moaned. Ron let his hard on enter his mouth, but he felt like his soul went down trough it and entered heaven.
He was sank deep in ecstasy, his body was consumed by the single activity of feeling pleasure. Ron slid in and out slowly, too slowly, teasing him. Harry wanted to just grab his head and fuck his mouth fiercely (in a loving sort of way), but, horrified, he realized that now, even in his dream, he was unable to move. But Ron kept giving him pleasure. After a while he got used to it, and realized that being so helpless could actually be a turn on. He was close.
"Ron! Stop! If I cum I'll wake up, I know it!" Harry begged, but the words didn't come out of his mouth. He was waking up! "I love you, Ron!" these last four words echoed in the bathroom, they had not only escaped the magic on his body, but where somehow amplified.
Suddenly, Ron stopped. Harry opened his eyes and saw him, on the other side of the pool. He looked different, even through the distance, Harry could tell he was tired and scared. He suddenly felt his chest grow heavier and he got that distinctive feeling of "nightmare".
"I love you too, Harry!" Ron shouted, but he not happily. "He's got me! You've got to find me! Find us, please!"
"Us?" Harry whispered. He didn't understand. He looked down to where Ron was less than five seconds before and, somehow, he wasn't surprised to see Draco Malfoy in his place. He was laughing at him.
Before he could react, Malfoy stood up and pushed him off the edge. Harry fell backwards. As he did, he could see Ron being pulled down the water by some big, furry arms.
He woke up in a flash, and he was still going down! The wall he was leaning against had moved, causing him to go fall backwards. He felt something pushing in his stomach, he tried to moan. Then he felt someone falling over him.
"What the h...!" spoke a voice coming from his groin.
"What happened?" came a second one from behind.
"I tripped". If Harry hadn't been so busy trying to breathe with someone's knee on his diaphragm, he would have noticed that the two voices where identical and familiar.
"Hey, George, look!" the one in the back exclaimed, trying not to be too loud. "You are floating!"
"What..? Oh! WICKED!" George whispered. "I think there's something here. Something invisible!"
"Well, that wasn't there before! Let's check in out!"
"'George'", Harry thought; "Identical voices!?" They where the Weasley Twins! Harry was really anxious now, he wanted them to take that bloody cloth off him and set him free before he lost his mind! He felt hands exploring his body, like a blind man would do to "see" something.
"What do you think it is?"
"I don't know. But it's really soft and worm!"
The Twin's hands where all over. At one moment, one of the hands posed on Harry's cock! Harry was taken by surprise by this and by the fact that his dick responded to the sudden stimulation. Was the stunning spell fading away?
"Whoa! It moved!" The hand moved away quickly.
"Jesus, Fred! Keep it down or Filch will have our asses out in that bloody forest with those two Slytherin jerks!"
"But it did! Right over here!" the hand was back in his cock. The memories of the dream were still fresh on Harry's mind. He let himself enjoy this (not like he had much of a choice).
"Here?" the other voice said, and a second hand joined in. It went down, to Harry's balls. It really felt good, having his dick, caressed through the soft cloth.
"Hey, George?"
"What?"
"Do you know what this feels like...?"
"I think I have an idea!.. but what is invisible and has a dick?"
"I don't know... but I like it!" Fred said. "Do you think it will have invisible cum?"
"Let's find out!"
What had they just said!? Harry felt one of the hands caressing his hard cock with much different intentions! He liked it too, but was sort of uncomfortable with the situation.
"Wait not like that! I want to suck it!"
"Ok be my guest!"
"Hey come on!" Harry thougt. This was going too far now. "I wonder what would Ron think if he found out!" he wondered again.
He felt one of the twin's mouth posing on portion of the cloak covering his dick. But it was quickly withdrawn.
"That's weird!?"
"Off course it is, you are sucking something invisible's cock!"
"No, not that. It feels like the time I sucked you through your sheets, that once you pissed in bed!"
"Ok. There's a lot about the Twins I don't know!" Harry thought, a bit disgusted, and a bit ashamed for having pissed himself.
"O bloody hell, George! This is not just something invisible with a dick, it's them! MOVE!"
At last! Harry felt the cloak coming off.
"HARRY!" the exclamation came in stereo to Harry's ears. Seconds later the blindfold came off. The Twins stared at him, and then to each other before blushing furiously, the reason was quite obvious. It reminded Harry of Ron.
"He's stunned!" George said.
"Take him inside the passage, I'll go find Ron. He must be here somewhere!" Fred instructed and George obeyed. Suddenly Harry's heart jumped, why hadn't it occurred to him before! Ron could have been sitting next to him, stunned like himself, the whole time!
George carried Harry down some dark tunnel. It had to be some of the many secret corridors of the school that the Twins knew like the palm of their hands. It now occurred to him, and he kicked himself for not using them to get to Malfoy more safely.
"I'm sorry I stepped on you, Harry! and about... you know." he said, adding some shades of red to his cheeks. Harry couldn't believe he was apologising. Right now, George was his bloody hero in a shining armour! and the about the other thing...
"Well, come to think about it..." George said, speaking in Harry's face once he had settled him down. "I don't think it must have been so terrible for you. Right?" with that he smiled and caressed his hair.
And no, it hadn't been really terrible for Harry. And he was too glad for being found by them, before the Slytherins, to be mad at the Twins. As a matter of fact, he kind of regretted they hadn't finished their job (he was still, after all, a horny 14 year old male, besides a heroic wizard champion).
However these lustful thoughts where put to aside, when Fred reached them. He was alone.
"Where's Ron?" George asked. In his mind, Harry asked the same thing; well, more likely, yelled.
"Not back there!" he said. Harry's heart sunk. "I looked all over, even with the "sniffing-wand" spell. There's no sing of him." he finished. Then he turned to Harry. "Who did this to you? Did you see their faces?"
"Are you mad?" said George. "Don't push him like that, you know him! He must be struggling like mad to move! We ask him questions later."
"You are right! Let's take him back to our tower."
With that they lifted him, stiff as a board; George took the shoulders and Fred, the feet. And started navigating the passages towards the Gryfindor Tower.
"You know, Harry..." Fred said, "... you really wear a nice package over there." he had the Twins trademark naughty smile on his face.
"Indeed! I think our dear Ron is a very lucky young boy!" George added.
Harry was surprised, but not upset, that the Twins knew about them. And, having all that attention paid to his exposed privates, made the only part of his body that could react so far, do so, in the only way it could!
"Hey! look at that!" said Fred.
"It's nothing to get you ego inflated by, Harry!" chuckled George.
Harry smiled. The spell would wear out completely at any second now.
**************************************************************************** OK here's the 6th part. I hope you liked it. I haven't been very inspired latelly, so there are about ten thousand and fifty four unfinished versions of this chapter. It took me about a month (allthough this final version was writen in a 24 hour period), but I think it came out Ok, eventhough it went really far from the storyline I had originally in my mind.
I want to thank all of you who encouraged me with your comments on my mailbox. They where all apreciated (sometimes just a single line "I liked your story a lot." kind of email makes you want to carry on with it). Please continue sending them and, please, if I'm getting dull, or losing the quality of the early deliveries (if there ever really was any) , or if you just want to nag me for how crappy I write, I won't get mad.
Oh and, finally, I hope that all the ones that wanted me to include the Twins are happy. I'm glad to tell you that they will be gaining some protagonism from now on!
Take care
Alexis ****************************************************************************