A Tale of Two Twins

Henry Weasley chewed the end of his quill as he sat at the Gryffindor table working on his essay for Professor Flitwick's class. The Christmas decorations were beautiful, as they always were at Hogwarts. He and his twin brother Jonathan were in their fifth year with O.W.L.'s fast approaching. Since their elder brother graduated two years ago, Henry had felt a huge void of responsibility and was doing his best to fill it. Jonathan, however, felt free to do whatever the hell he wanted now that Donald wasn't watching him like a hawk.

Henry watched as the hundreds of students going home for the holidays prepared to leave. There were guys shaking hands awkwardly and girls hugging each other goodbye. Very few people were staying behind this year. Henry's parents lived in Hogsmeade so they could go home anytime. Henry's cousins, Lily and Sirius Potter were the only ones staying in Gryffindor tower.

He had just started a new paragraph on the dangers of badly performed Engorgement Charms when Jonathan joined him at the table.

"Hey bro, don't say I never got you anything for Christmas."

"What are you on about?" Jonathan just smiled and answered with another question;

"Got any plans for tonight?"

"Well, I was going to..."

"It can wait," interrupted Jonathan, "you know the Peterson twins in Hufflepuff?"

"You mean Samantha and Lisa? Yeah, I know of them."

John leant closer to his brother and lowered his voice. "They're standing right over there. I had a word with them yesterday. It turns out that everyone in Hufflepuff apart from them is going home for the holidays. They've got the whole of Hufflepuff tower to themselves and they've invited us over." Jonathan pointed to where Lisa and Samantha were standing. They were saying goodbye to some of their friends. One of the twins noticed Henry looking over at her. She winked at him, causing Henry to blush and turn his attention back to his essay.

Jonathan tapped his brother on the shoulder, "Come on bruv, they're up for it, I'm up for it, the question is; are you up for it?" Henry suddenly cottoned on. Sex wasn't something he usually talked about. Although he knew Jonathan had never had sex, he talked about it openly. It was a game to him. For a while now Henry had been unsure about so many aspects of sex and his own sexuality. He didn't feel confident enough to even talk to a girl, let alone seduce one. He never told anyone this; it's just not something guys talk about.

"I don't know Jonathan. I mean, we have our OWL's coming up."

"So have they!" laughed Jonathan, "If anyone asks, we're helping them study practical biology." Jonathan laughed again at his own joke. Henry didn't see the funny side.

"Mum's expecting us home for the holidays."

"I've sorted that out as well. She's now only expecting us home for Christmas day. I told her that not only did we have homework to do but we're also keeping Sirius company. Lily will probably be with her boyfriend from Ravenclaw most of the time, besides you know how she can't stand the little midget," Jonathan put on a tone of mock concern, "If we spend the holidays at home, poor ickle Sirius will be all alone." He laughed again.

Henry hadn't thought of Sirius. Everyone else in Gryffindor was going home except them. When Sirius was small, he'd been left alone during a visit to the Weasley home in Hogsmeade. Henry and his twin brother had taken their four year old cousin up to the Shrieking Shack. They had discovered another way in and took Sirius inside. They left Sirius in the house with no idea about how to get out. Those were the days when Henry had been immature and mischievous. At the time he found it funny. His mother, father and uncle all shouting at him when they found out was not funny. Since then Henry had grown up a great deal. To this day Sirius didn't like being left alone. Donald had made Henry promise to keep an eye on Sirius. Jonathan's one track mind was still on course.

"So, are you up for it?"

"Yeah," muttered Henry, "sure."

~|~

"Hi Henry, fancy a game of wizard chess?"

"Uh, can't I'm afraid Sirius. I've got this essay to finish," Henry turned back to the paper he had been working on that morning.

"Okay," said Sirius as he turned slightly, "I suppose I shouldn't ask you when you know you can't win." Henry smiled. His cousin could be charmingly cheeky at times. He put his quill down.

"Alright, I'll beat you once but that's it." They had barely set up the pieces when Jonathan emerged from the steps leading to the dormitories. He threw something to Henry who caught it. It was a condom.

"Freshly conjured, and there's more where that came from!" Jonathan patted the pocket of his robe.

"What's that?" asked Sirius. He was trying to see over Henry's shoulder, who quickly pocketed it. He knew for a fact that his uncle had yet to have the 'talk' with Sirius.

"It's nothing,"

"More importantly, it's none of your business, midget," stated Jonathan as he made his way to the portrait entrance. Henry reluctantly followed.

"I wish you wouldn't call me that," muttered Sirius.

"Keep wishing, it might come true if you grow a little bit," laughed Jonathan, "now, we're going out. I wouldn't wait up for us if I were you. I wouldn't wait up for Lily either. Better get used to this; this is how it's going to be every night of the holidays."

Sirius looked devastated. "Wait, you mean you're leaving me here on my own? But it's almost curfew, I won't be able to leave the tower!"

"Find me in the morning. I might be in the mood to care. Come on bro." Henry took a quick look back as he stepped out the common room. Sirius looked so small and alone, but mostly afraid.

~|~

"Just what kind of example are we setting to Sirius?"

"A very simple one. We're teaching him one of life's most important lessons; in the pursuit of the opposite sex, sacrifices have to be made."

Henry shook his head in disbelief as they made their way to Hufflepuff tower. Jonathan hadn't learned a thing the day they left Sirius in the Shrieking Shack. They turned a corner and suddenly Jonathan forced Henry to the wall. They had arrived at the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room. Lisa was standing outside a portrait that Henry had never seen before. In fact, he had never been to this part of the castle. He'd never had a reason to. Henry and Jonathan were out of the sight of the portrait (whoever it was). Lisa gave the password and the portrait swung open. The two troublesome twins were able to enter without being seen.

The Hufflepuff common room seemed a little cosier than the Gryffindor common room. The seat covers were yellow, Hufflepuff's colours. Jonathan, wasting no time, instantly made for the steps to the dormitories.

"We'll leave you two to get to know each other. Henry, I believe you have something to do." With that, Jonathan disappeared into a world of sexual fulfilment. Henry put his hands in his pockets as he stood by the fireplace. He always fidgeted when he was nervous and at this point his hands were twitching so much he looked as if he was masturbating.

Lisa leant on the mantelpiece, staring at Henry. She was looking at him the same way a starving woman would look at a chocolate bar, and she couldn't wait to get the wrapper off and taste the creamy goodness.

"So uh, what do we ah, what do we talk about?" Lisa took a step forward; she was now inches away from Henry. Her hand very suddenly but gently grabbed his genitals. Henry froze as she caressed his meat and two veg.

"We don't talk about anything," she said, "every day I'm surrounded by boys who want to talk. It's all they ever do. I need a real man; I need a Gryffindor who just wants to fuck." She pushed him onto the sofa and he landed quite comfortably. He watched nervously as Lisa removed his robes. His mouth opened a little more as more and more of her clothes flew to various parts of the room. She was now in her underwear. Henry had to admit, she was beautiful. Her long golden hair, alluring eyes, tempting lips, all of this made him more nervous.

Lisa moved to the sofa and took his hands in hers. She placed his hands onto her pants so that he had no choice but to hold onto them. Pushing his hands down, the two of them removed her pants. Henry was now face to face for the first time with female genitalia and it shocked the hell out of him. His hands fell back to his sides. Lisa climbed onto Henry, perching herself on his lap. Henry was beyond panic now. Her hand invaded his pocket and took out Jonathan's 'gift'. Putting it aside, she undid the buttons on his shirt and stroked his bare chest and stomach.

She lowered herself and kissed him. She was doing all the work, Henry was too nervous to touch anything, but his excitement was showing. Sitting back up, Lisa began lowering Henry's trousers. This was a tricky business as Henry was sitting down, but she managed it. His erection was obvious underneath his boxers, what was even more obvious was Henry's state. He could feel it, he was getting closer.

Lisa undid her bra and threw it over her head. Seeing her round, perfect breasts was the last straw. He was almost there, but it was way too early! Lisa had barely touched his boxers when he ejaculated, leaving the tell tale stain.

Lisa climbed off him, sighing slightly. "Well, that was disappointing, but we can try again. Besides, we've got the whole of the holidays to..."

"No, I'm sorry. I wasn't ready for this. I shouldn't be here," said Henry as he started getting dressed.

"What? What are you saying?"

"There's something I have to do,"

"Yeah, me!" exclaimed Lisa angrily. Henry was now fully dressed. He headed for the portrait entrance. Lisa could see that Henry wasn't going to deliver.

"Fine, fuck off then! I'll go see if your brother wants some extra company!" Henry was sure his brother would be most grateful.

~|~

Sirius sat by the fire, curled up on an armchair with his legs tucked up under his arms. Although he was somewhere he recognised, his old fears of being alone still plagued him. The memories of the Shrieking Shack came flooding back. He could physically leave the tower, but unlike his father, he had hesitations about going out after curfew. He was ashamed when he thought of how silly it was for him to still be afraid at his age. The incident in the Shrieking Shack was nine years ago, he felt as if he should be over it by now.

He had expected that Jonathan wouldn't think twice about leaving him alone like this, he even expected it of his sister Lily. Neither of them had ever understood how sensitive he could be. Henry, however, would never have left him all alone like this. It was times like this when Sirius missed Donald.

He almost jumped out of his skin when the portrait entrance opened. Henry stepped in, looking a little out of breath. Sirius had never been so happy to see his cousin. Henry spotted Sirius by the fire.

"Hi Sirius, how about that game of wizard chess?"