It All Started With a Misunderstanding

He was focused on her face, the face of the woman he loved. So when he saw her he walked to her, pinned her to the wall and started kissing her.
Why was she fighting him? Why wasn't she kissing him back?
A second later he felt a knee being forced into his crotch for the second time that week. Michael let go and sank to the floor, grabbing his crotch.
"What were you thinking, Michael! That I was my sister?" Padma asked.
'The Slytherins definitely had corrupted this one' Michael thought.
Both put their wands at their mouths.
"Scourgify!"

***

Michael sat again bruised in his dorm room. This time more confused than before. Which of the two did he love?
He had kissed her, the twin sister of his girlfriend. The weird part was that, now he thought of it, he had been enjoying it, up till the point where Padma thought it better to castrate him.
Padma taste better than Parvati. What was he thinking? Padma and he never did anything else than fight. Mostly about his relationship with Parvati or her own relationship with Zabini.
How could two identical twins be so totally different? Michael didn't know.

He did remember the last time he had been bruised...

They were watched by Millicent's boyfriend Ernie and Michael's future sister-in-law Padma.
It looked like she was ready to ravish him. Michael laid on his back on the grass of the Quidditch pitch. The girl on top of him was very intimidating. She wasn't his girlfriend, but oh he was getting excited.
She moved her head closer to his face. Michael waited in anticipation for her lips to descend on his.
Her lips never descended on Michael's though. It had been a diversion. The next moment Michael was in pain as her knee collided with his crotch. How he hated Slytherins!

Maybe it had been Padma's presence that had made his hormones run wild.

Meanwhile in another Ravenclaw dorm room.

What had happened? Was her Prefects Badge so invisible? How could he neglect the blue and bronze of their own House? Why had Michael kissed her? He was in love with her sister...
Did Michael act upon an unconscious desire? Or was there more going on?
True, he was a lousy judge of character. He dated a lesbian and he found her sister annoying because she told the truth.Was it just an act to hide his true feelings?
Well he was lucky he had caught her off guard. Otherwise she'd deducted point from her own House again, wouldn't she?

A few days later

"Padma, I need to talk to you..." Blaise said.
"Sure Blaise, what is it?" Padma answered.
"Not here... in private..." he said tugging her to an empty classroom.
"I'm leaving you, Padma!"
"No!" Tears welled up in Padma's eyes.
"I love Theodore... I've only just realised it. I want to be with him..."
"You're leaving me for a boy? How could you be so mean, Blaise?"
"I'm not mean. That's why I'm telling you now instead of sneaking round behind your back."
"That's very noble of you!"
"It is indeed!" Blaise walked away
Padma sank to the floor in tears.

In the mean time in a Ravenclaw dorm room...

"Does it hurt real bad?" she asked.

Michael nodded.

"Shall I give it a kiss to make it better?" she asked.

Michaels eyes widened but nodded.

The girl unbuttoned his pants slowly.

Sliding it very gently to the ground.

Her hands tugged at the hem of his boxers. The clothing gave way. He was all excited, fiery and all ready to enter her and welcome her beauty.

Her fingers silently stroked him, her lips placing kisses all over the bruising, causing him to moan.

Michael woke with a start. Why was he having such disturbing dreams about himself and Padma?

Ooh this needed more than just a Stain-Removing Charm or Magical Mess Remover. This asked for satisfaction, a satisfaction that obviously only Padma could give him.

So Michael got out of bed and went to look for Padma. He found her in an empty classroom: crying.

Padma was crying. All that she did was cry. Blaise had left her after all they had shared.
"What's wrong?" an oddly familiar male voice asked.
"Blaise... he left me..." Padma said between sobs.
The boy took her in his arms; letting her cry on his shoulders.
Her eyes were swollen with tears. He kissed her lips and she let him. His hands wandered over her body and she let him.
His kiss was strangely familiar... she remembered... Michael! It was strange, but Padma started kissing him back, giving herself to him.
Deep inside she knew she loved him.
Padma lay thinking in Michael's arms. They had to get out of here soon or they would get caught... but for now she could only think about how good it had felt with Michael

Somewhere Padma knew it was bound to happen. Their fights had been full of innuendo. Now on the night that Blaise had left her... It had come to a boiling point. The volcano erupted, exposing all that had remained hidden.
Padma realised that she had been jealous of Parvati. She had Michael, even though she was a lesbian. Padma realised that she had been blind, blind because she didn't notice the same things in Blaise that she noticed in her sister. Somewhere she had really loved Blaise, but Michael had always been her dream man. A secret hidden deep inside.