[HP] Missy and Mischief

"The truth chocolate means forcing the person who eats it to tell the truth?" Cassandra stared at the candy wrapper in her hand, as if she had swallowed a mutated plush.

"No, no, no," George quickly explained, "That's in the category of illegal veritaserum, truth chocolate can only make people more—more—"

He couldn't think of the right words to describe the marvelous effect of this half-finished product, and looked at his brother.

Fred stroked his chin and said, "It's more frank, at least you won't add a dozen modifiers to your words."

George nodded: "It's estimated to be valid for about half an hour? Trust us, the situation can't be worse than nosebleed nougat...Fred was bleeding profusely after eating it, and I almost apparated him to St. Mungo's. "

"Why didn't you tell me?" Cassandra looked at them with crossed arms, seemingly completely unaware of what was wrong with what she said, "If something really happened to you, wouldn't I be the last to know? "

Fred turned to look at her in surprise.

You must know that before this, Cassandra has almost never shown her care and love so clearly and enthusiastically.She is like all Slytherins, cold, arrogant, and superior.

Fred's eyes lit up irresistibly at the thought that under the influence of a candy she would utter the most sincere and sweet words of love.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Fred asked with a smirk, "Cassandra, I want to ask you a few questions."

George froze for a moment, "Fred, I told you not to use this thing as a veritaserum! She will stuff ten dung eggs into your mouth after the effect of the medicine wears off!"

"I won't." Cassandra lazily pulled her blond hair together and let them wind down her back, "I don't bother to lie, if you think I have something I dare not say, it's true Big mistake."

Because of the effect of the sparkling wine, her pale cheeks turned a seductive blush, and her originally clear green eyes became befuddled and charming. When she looked at the twins provocatively, it was not like declaring war, but more like luring them into the room. The water demon Nymph of the Lake of Desire.

Fred was silent for a moment.

His blue eyes looked at Cassandra, and those eyes that were always smiling and joking were particularly aggressive at this moment. He leaned close to her and almost whispered on her lips: "Since when did you fall in love with us?" of?"

Curiosity and desire to explore overwhelmed George's rationality, and he sat down next to Cassandra.Strong arms embraced her completely, and even because she was so much smaller than them, George could easily rest his chin on her shoulder.

"The night I first successfully cast the Patronus Charm." Cassandra slammed the bottle on the table.

Her arrogance is so natural without her harsh attitude and awkward tone of voice.It was as if the twins had suddenly realized that she genuinely felt more attractive, smarter, and more popular than anyone else.

"Before Christmas?" George was visibly taken aback. "And you didn't even show it?"

Cassandra tugged at his tie so that the sweet breaths could tangle together, she said in a very low voice...

"I knew a long time ago that you would definitely belong to me."

At this moment, the twins who have mutual telepathy feel that their hearts seem to be stagnant for a second at the same time, and then beating more intensely and surgingly than before...

In some moments when words don't call for love, Truth Chocolate is superfluous.A tenderness that can be understood by the eyes does not need to waste a lot of words-but they tacitly decided to develop more wonderful uses for chocolate, for example, to add a little bit of interest to the gradually falling night.

Fred lowered his head, and gently imprinted kisses on her reddened eyes, delicate lips, and gradually lingered to her collarbone, "Then do you like our kiss?"

"……like."

"So?" George asked.

A pair of bony hands reached in, the movements could be called gentle, but only a little stimulation was enough to make her tremble.

Cassandra bit her lower lip, "I like it."

George Weasley's shoulders were broad and strong, and it was always reassuring to lean on his chest.But it doesn't mean that at this time, she can hide in his arms to avoid Fred's temptation—you know, where George put his arms around her waist, she can feel the tightness in her waist through the clothes. hot.

Fred moved slowly and gently over the fragile and delicate skin with calloused, batter's palms.

That strange touch made Cassandra grab his hand subconsciously and nervously, the smoothness of the glove meeting the roughness of his knuckles, perhaps prompting him to ask, "...is that okay?"

An ambiguous and hazy atmosphere spread between breaths.

In this small room that could be called, in the promised land that carried their dreams, under their nervous and expectant gaze, she should have felt hesitant.

But the unknown fate that followed her made her want to indulge even more. She let out a breath and whispered in Fred's ear, "As you wish."

Cassandra even smiled mischievously when she saw that he was trembling slightly because of his breath sensitivity.She found her reflection in two pairs of similar blue eyes. Is there anything happier than this?

"Don't let me down." Cassandra put her hands on Fred's shoulders, her skirt dragged on the floor unconsciously, and the cool temperature of the night made her unable to help pulling him closer to her The position, with warm heat sources surrounding her from the front and back.

"It's too late for you to regret it now, miss." George said vaguely, treating her beautifully shaped butterfly bones and smooth spine like a butterfly sucking nectar.The indescribable pleasure bursts out between every intimate contact.

"Maybe that piece of broken chocolate has expired, but I still have to say," Cassandra gasped slightly, "well done, Mr. Weasley."

Her blond hair was wet with sweat, sticking to her cheeks, she tried hard to stay awake in the slightly drunkenness and confused thoughts - obviously failed.

Under the influence of alcohol, they began to brew a love potion.

As Celestina Warbeck sings in "A Hot Pot of Love" - ​​"Oh, come and stir my pot of soup / If you do it right / I'll make a hot pot of love / With you tonight Warm."

They need very little, just potion ingredients and a wand for stirring.

Before this, Cassandra had always assumed that everything about twins was alike.But this obviously doesn't make sense on their wands.

Fred's wand is made of dogwood, and to be honest, it looks a little hideous, with hard lines hovering on the wand, which makes people feel intimidated when they look at it; George's wand is made of holly, which is different from his brother. , his is very long - and has a slightly upturned arc, which looks much more delicate.

Next Cassandra tried to commandeer their wands.For a strange new owner, the wand seemed unsuitable, but when she wrapped her slender fingers around the base of the wand, they chose to surrender to the magical power of the new owner...even the tip of the wand burst out excitedly water flow.

"If you insist on wearing gloves..." George bit her earlobe, "is this some kind of exclusive potions master's obsession?"

"Do you have to spoil the fun at this time?" She couldn't help chasing his kiss, and muttered unsteadily, "I quit, now it's your turn."

At first she was just used to wearing gloves, but now, she didn't want them to see the ugly Lichtenberg scars on her hands, not at all.

"……OK."

Cassandra soon regretted it.The two big boys are like two clusters of fiery twin flames. The tacit understanding of their hearts makes them feel like one person when they really want to cooperate. When the similar voices sound in her ears, there is a kind of crazy illusion, as if they are in their own fantasy. split existence.

She is like a sap grass that is about to mature, although it has not yet reached the most plump period, but it is delicate enough, as long as it is rubbed gently, it seems that the overflowing juice is about to flow out.

They tentatively touched the petals of the outer layer of the sap grass with their fingers, as if they couldn't bear it, and everything they touched was soft and moist.

Cassandra whispered hoarsely and eagerly, "If you slow down, I'll give you a T."

But contrary to her words, her expression was smiling happily.

Fred and George looked at each other and understood each other's meaning.

They are no longer so gentle with a weak herb.Soon, Cassandra got what she wanted, even much more than she wanted, overflowing beyond capacity... The twins were no longer restrained and considerate, driven by instinct, everything came naturally .

She no longer had enough energy to think about how much she should rate their performance, and thoughts of sanity and moderation disappeared.Fred and George made up their minds to squeeze out the last drop of juice from the sap grass. Their young bodies had sufficient capital to make Cassandra reach the other end of the river of love and desire in confusion.

She can only try to open her eyes wide in the uncontrollable tears. In the haze, the world is black and white, only the fiery red hair is clear and bright. She finds the existence she longs for in the blue eyes of her lover.

They exchanged the hottest kisses and brewed the perfect love potion.

Cassandra hugged George's neck tightly, swaying in the waves with their movements.Fred kissed her smooth back inch by inch, and her sweat seemed to be glistening, and they clung to her like two dragons entangled in a shiny treasure...

It wasn't until late at night, when the unbearable Cassandra announced that they had to stop, that the ennui after some excitement came like a tide.

They embraced each other and fell asleep, like every pair of ordinary and happy lovers.

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