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The Real Wizarding World Chapter Thirty-Three


George looked around the living room. Ron had gone to one of the guest rooms a few minutes ago with his slave, and both Neville and Luna had left a little while before that. The only ones left were him, Fred, Minerva, Harry, Hermione, and Emma.

He had Minerva draped across his lap as he idly traced circles along her luscious ass and played with her plug. From the looks Minerva was shooting at him and George, it was clear she also wanted to head to one of the guest rooms.

He could see how engrossed Fred was in the conversation he was having with Harry, and knew that it would be awhile yet before he was done. “Let’s go, Mary,” he said, pointing to one of the available guest rooms, taking the oppurtunity to get some alone time with Minerva first.

Minerva stood up off of George’s lap, following George out. She could feel the wetness dripping down her legs at the thought of what she and George would be doing. It was such a far cry from the woman she used to be, but so deliciously addictive that she couldn’t help herself.

George caught Fred’s eyes, letting him know he was taking Minerva to one of the guest rooms.

Fred nodded to his twin before returning to his conversation with Harry. “We haven’t seen Percy in a few days now, and mom is starting to worry.”

“Ron mentioned it as well,” Harry nodded along, not giving away what he knew. “We had a falling out after he sided with the Ministry. I haven’t spoken to him since.”

“I know,” Fred replied ruefully. “He can be a bit of a prick when he wants to be, but this isn’t like him. He’s been gone for weeks without so much as an owl.”

Harry sighed internally. It was a gamble to sit on the letter for as long as he did, but he didn’t want to risk Ron or the twins getting distracted by trying to find out what happened to Percy. He needed them on board and focused on dealing with the covens. He resolved to send them Percy’s letter anonymously in the morning.

“What can I do to help?” Harry asked.

“We’ve tried looking for him. We even searching his flat from top to bottom, but we weren’t able to find anything. I thought maybe you could talk to the Minister about it,” Fred suggested, knowing what Harry thought of Scrimgeour, but having no other options.

Harry sighed, ‘Scrimgeour’. He absolutely loathed the man, even now he was far more concerned with keeping up appearances than addressing the problems the wizarding public elected him to resolve in the first place.

The man still hadn’t let up about making him the poster boy for the Ministry while they rounded up the remaining death eaters.

“I want to help Fred, I really do, but talk to Scrimgeour? I mean, have you tried bringing this to the Aurors?” Harry asked, hoping to avoid the man at all costs.

“I know you hate him,” Fred acknowledged. “And I wouldn’t ask if there was another option, but the Aurors are only focused on tracking down the death eaters right now. They don’t have the time to look into properly look into a missing person’s report.”

Harry was annoyed with himself. Instead of sending the letter when he should have, he let the situation spiral out of his control. He couldn’t really turn down Fred. “…Alright, I’ll go see Scrimgeour soon.” He said, thinking about the headache it would cause him and what Scrimgeour would no doubt ask for in return. He couldn’t just lie about seeing the Minister. There was too high a risk that the twins or Ron would find out.

“Thanks mate,” Fred smiled with relief, “I owe you one.”

“Yeah you do,” Harry replied. “A big one… but what are friends for?” He said with a sigh.

Fred laughed, clapping him on the shoulder. “Ok, ok, a big one. That reminds me, actually,” he said, reaching into his jacket pocket. “George and I have a new invention. We thought you might enjoy testing it out for us,” he said, handing him a wooden box.

“What is it?” Harry asked curiously, reaching for the latch.

“It’s a surprise,” Fred winked. “Open it later with Hermione and Emma. You’ll understand when you do.”

They spent another half hour talking about the covens and how they could use the contacts Fred and George made through their business to help them get started before Fred excused himself to join Fred and Mary.

When Hermione was sure Fred was gone, she looked up at Harry. “What are we going to do, master?”

“Meet me in the master bedroom,” Harry said to Hermione and Emma. “We’ll talk about it there.”


Minerva followed George eagerly to the guest room. She was still worked up after what she had done with Hermione and Emma. While it was certainly fun, it was still no substitute for what George and Fred could do.

As soon as they entered the room, George pulled Minerva into his arms, placing a searing kiss on her lips. He could barely contain himself watching her with the other slaves, and the blow job she gave him had only primed him for more.

Minerva puts her hands on George’s chest, feeling the rippling muscles underneath his dress shirt. The twins rarely, if ever, dressed up, and seeing them both as put together as they were today, certainly had an effect on her.

She leaned into the wall as George pressed his tongue past her lips and explored her mouth. His hands were on her chest, teasing and flicking her nipples as he pulled at the buttons on her blouse. She moaned into his mouth as she felt him pinch her nipples.

Without breaking their kiss, George made quick work of the buttons on Minerva’s blouse, pulling it off her shoulders and dropping it to the floor. He reached his hands up, cupping her heaving breasts, enjoying how well they fit into the palms of his hands.

Minerva tore her lips from George’s as she pushed his jacket off his shoulders, sending it to join her blouse on the floor as she kissed his neck. She reached for the buttons of his dress shirt, unbuttoning them slowly as she kissed down his chest.

When she finished, she couldn’t help but admire George’s muscular chest and broad shoulders, tracing her hands over his rippling muscles as she pressed her lips to his again.

George shrugged out of his dress shirt, adding it to the growing pile of clothes on the floor, and took a step back to admire Minerva’s luscious form.

“Fuck me George,” Minerva pleaded, flashing her bedroom eyes at him, knowing he couldn’t resist her like this.

George turned Minerva around, pressing her cheek into the wall as he got behind her.

Minerva stuck her ass out, swaying it from side to side enticingly as she looked over her shoulder at him seductively.

George reached forward, flipping up Minerva’s dress, and gazing at the perfection that was her ass, and nestled between her cheeks, the head of the butt plug he and Fred crafted for her.

He remembered how stubborn she had been when they first had her test out the plug, adamant about not letting them put it inside her. She had been so naive back then. It came as a shock to him how little sexual experience she had, especially considering how beautiful she had been in her youth.

She had fought them about wearing the plug, and had to be reminded about their agreement multiple times before she finally agreed to it. She had also been less than pleased as they gradually increase the size the plug, then finally told her she would be ‘testing’ the plug long term.

He traced his fingers between her legs, feeling her wetness dripping on his fingers. Using his thumb he pressed down on the base of her plug as he pushed a finger into her pussy, slowly pumping it teasingly inside her as he cupped her breast with the other hand.

Minerva moaned as she felt George’s finger insider her, moving with him as he fingered her overheated pussy. ‘George is so good at this,’ she thought. ‘He knows just what to do to keep me on the edge.’

Over the months Fred and George kept her, George studied every inch of her body, and every one of her reactions. He could tell with just a glance when she was about to cum, and knew exactly what to do to prolong her pleasure. It felt at times like he knew her body even better than she did.

‘She’s ready,’ George thought as he withdrew his finger and unzipped his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. He lined himself up with her pussy, just sliding the tip inside her tight pussy, then leaned his head forward, pressing his lips to Minerva’s ear, whispering. “Fuck yourself on my cock, Professor.”

Minerva felt a shiver of desire tingle down her spine as she felt George’s warm breath on the back of her neck. She could feel herself getting wet just by the sound of his voice. Leaning back, she impaled herself on George’s thick cock, taking him inside her to the hilt. She let out a groan of satisfaction, loving how his cock pressed against her slick inner walls just right.

As George held himself in place, she rode his cock, quickly picking up the pace as she drove herself closer and closer to her orgasm. “UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!”

George reached out, placing a light slap on Minerva’s ass. “Slow down, professor,” he admonished her, the warning clear. “I want to enjoy this.”

Minerva groaned. She had been so close, but knew better than to disobey George, not when he used that tone with her. She slowed down, switching to the slower, more teasing pace George preferred.

“Good girl,” George praised as she ran his fingers up and down Minerva’s ass, kneading her ass cheeks softly as he took over, pumping his cock into her hot pussy. “There will be plenty of time for that later,” he promised.

Minerva bit her lip as she looked over her shoulder at George lustfully. He was many years her junior, but more often than not, it felt like it was the other way around. He, the teacher, and she the eager student, yearning for more.

In his arms she felt small, vulnerable, and after so many years of being in charge, it felt almost cathartic to submit to his will, to do what she was told, and to be taken care of in return.

George used his ring to activate Minerva’s plug, setting it to a low pulse, as he got into a steady rhythm. He held her hips, guiding her back and forth on his cock as he pumped into her from behind, loving how her slick pussy hugged his cock.

Minerva let out a low moan as she felt her plug start up, adding to the symphony of her pleasure. George always knew exactly what her body needed, even if she wasn’t sure about it herself.

She could feel his fingers digging into her hips as he controlled the pace, stopping her from losing herself to the intense pleasure she was feeling. Her pussy ached for more, but she knew she had to be patient, and he would reward her.

George slowly picked up the pace, turning up the pulse on her plug to match as he took her from behind. He was much better at controlling himself around her now, and setting the pace than he was in the beginning. The way she looked, the allure, the taboo nature of their relationship. It was like nothing else he had ever felt before.

Minerva moaned loudly as George gradually picked up the pace. She tried to push her hips back further, trying to eek out more pleasure from the leisurely pace George set, only to feel his grip tighten on her hips, bringing her to a stop, and reminding her again who was in charge.

When she stopped fighting him, George picked up the pace again, driving her to the edge, and keeping her there. She knew from experience that he could keep her here like this for as long as he wanted. A shiver of desire tingled down her spine as held her, not allowing her to cum, as he took his time, slowly working her in into a frenzy.

“UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!” Minerva grunted as George unexpectedly picked up the pace, slamming his cock into her dripping pussy in quick succession. She was so much closer now, then she felt it. George exploded inside her, setting her over the edge at the same time.

“GAWAD!” she moaned cumming hard. The slow and deliberate pace George set had gradually elevated her pleasure, and when he finally let loose, it felt incredible.

She pushed her hair out of her sweaty face, gasping for breath as she wondered what George had planned for her next.

George led Minerva to the bed and sat down. “I have an assignment for you, Professor,” he said, pointing at his flaccid cock, still dripping with her juices.

Minerva looked down at George’s glistening cock, immediately craving another orgasm. She dropped to her knees, licking her cum from George’s shaft, eager to feel him thrusting powerfully between her legs again.

She took his cock into her mouth, delicately running her tongue up and down the underside of his shaft, feeling every ridge and vein along his cock. She could feel him getting hard inside her mouth as she worked his cock, slowly teasing him back to full mast.

She leaned forward, taking his hard cock down her throat, and squeezing his cock with her throat muscles to massage his shaft.

George groaned as he ran his fingers through Minerva’s hair appreciatively. She was a not only a natural at his, but such an eager student.

When Minerva felt her lungs burn, she slowly pulled back, getting a lung full of air before she took George’s cock back down her throat again, loving how well he fit inside her.

George looked up when he heard the door silently open and Fred walk in.

Fred held a finger to his lips as he crept forward and knelt just behind Minerva. Her dress had ridden up, and her ass and pussy were peaking out, putting her in the perfect positions to be mounted.

Fred carefully unzipped himself as he lined up his cock with Minerva’s dripping pussy. Just as she took George back in her throat, he pushed forward, driving his cock into her overheated pussy.

Minerva let out a surprised yelp as Fred sheathed himself inside her. She didn’t even have to look behind to know it was him, quite familiar with his cock and the way he fucked her by now.

She pushed her ass back in delight as she met his thrusts, and bobbed her head up and down on George’s cock, taking him into her throat with each thrust.

Fred looked down at Minerva’s ass as he fucked her, loving the way her ass swayed back and forth as he rode her, vowing to take her ass before the night was over.

He and George rarely fucked Minerva at the same time, but on special occasions, they made an exception. Especially when neither one of them willing to wait until the other finished.

Fred gripped Minerva’s ass tightly, digging his fingers into her sculpted ass as he picked up the pace, drilling his throbbing cock into her tight, hot pussy.

Minerva moaned around George’s cock, as Fred fucked her just right, her pussy getting wetter and wetter with each of his powerful thrusts.

George gripped Minerva’s hair in his fist as he held her to his cock. He was getting close, and knew he would cum soon, especially when Minerva caressed his ball with her fingers as she continued to suck him.

Fred reached for Minerva’s plug, pulling it from her ass with a soft pop. He let it drop to the floor as he continued to fuck his former professor. He palmed her ass, circling the rim of her ass with his thumbs, earning a squeal of pleasure from the redhead as his hips slapped powerfully into her ass

George was doing everything he could to hold on, but knew it was a losing battle. Minerva’s talented tongue and fingers got him off with a loud grunt a few short moments later.

Minerva didn’t miss a beat as she sealed her lips around his cock, milking his cock to make sure she sucked down every drop of his cum before licking him clean.

Fred leaned back, pulling Minerva onto his lap as he held onto her hips, pumping his cock into her pussy with long, powerful strokes.

“UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH UGH! UGH!” Minerva grunted as she Fred slammed his cock into her pussy, driving her wild with desire, knowing she wouldn’t last long at this rate.

She fell into rhythm with Fred, bouncing up and down on his cock as she moaned in delight. She could feel her next orgasm coming fast, and knew it would be a big one. “UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!”

Fred pushed Minerva back down onto her hands and knees as he continued to fuck her. He reached forward, tangling his fingers in her hair, and pushed her face to the ground, changing the angle just enough to penetrate even deeper inside her than before.

“UGGGGHHH!” Minerva groaned as she came hard, drenching Fred’s cock with her juices as she breathed hard. She could still feel Fred moving inside her relentlessly, pounding in to her pussy, not giving her a chance to recover as he continued to take her from behind.

It was almost too much for her to handle, as she felt another orgasm quickly approaching. She pushed her sweat soaked hair out of her face as she rocked her hips back, meeting Fred’s thrusts as he claimed her pussy. “UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!”

Fred knew he couldn’t hold on any longer, not with the way Minerva’s pussy hugged his cock with each of his thrusts, and how she looked, her body glistening with sweat as she moved in rhythm with him.

He grabbed Minerva’s hair with his fist, pulling her back up, and tilted her head to the side, claiming her lips as he gave one last hard thrust before erupting inside her.

Minerva moaned into Fred’s mouth as she felt his hot cum flood her pussy, nearly setting her off again. She breathed deeply, finally having time to recover after so many orgasms, but one look at George’s hard cock told her she wouldn’t get as much time as she thought she would.

George took Minerva’s hand, helping her to her feet as he led her to the bed, lying down on his side with her. He lifted her leg into the air, and slid his cock into her well fucked pussy.

Minerva mewed in pleasure at the slow, sensual pace George set as he gently pumped his cock inside her, giving her a few precious moments to catch her breath in between thrusts. A stark contrast to the hard powerful strokes Fred preferred, reminding her again how powerful a hold the twins held over her.

George teased Minerva, slowly building up her pleasure. Even when she was exhausted, he could still make her beg for more. Minerva cupped George’s face with her hands, placing a gentle kiss on his lips as he slowly rocked his hips forward, making her wet for him all over again.

George took Minerva’s breasts in his hands, using his fingers and thumbs to flick her nipples as she kissed him, drawing out her pleasure.

Minerva moaned softly as she felt George’s hard cock sliding insider her as she pressed her hips forward to meet his thrusts, taking him deeper, and deeper inside her.

Fred moved to join them on the bed, settling in behind Minerva as he pressed his cock to the crack of her ass.

Minerva let out a soft gasp as Fred teased her rear entrance, not expecting him to recover as quickly as he had. She had been so engrossed in what she and George were doing, she hadn’t even felt it when Fred settled in behind her.

She bit her lip as she felt the tip of his cock circle the rim of her ass, lubricating her asshole. She knew what was coming next, and how much Fred enjoyed taking her back entrance.

Whenever the twins fucked her together, the feeling was indescribable. A mixture of sensuality and dominance that always left her gasping for more.

Fred dug his fingers into Minerva’s firm ass, pulling apart her ass cheeks. He loved taking her ass, feeling her ass muscles wrapped around his stiff member, milking his cock with every one of his thrusts.

“Ohhhh!” Minerva moaned as Fred pushed the tip of his cock into her ass, loving the combination of the dull ache in her ass, combined with the slow, sensual pleasure of George claiming her pussy.

As much as Fred wanted to bury himself inside Minerva’s tight ass with a single thrust, he knew he needed to go slow, and let her get used to him inside her first. He slowly sawed his dick in and out of her ass as he gradually pushed deeper and deeper inside her.

Minerva groaned, curling her toes as the twins claimed her pussy and ass at the same time. She rocked her hips back and forth, trying to match each of their thrusts as she lost herself to the pleasure coursing through her body.

Fred slid his cock into Minerva’s ass, fully sheathing himself inside her as he took a moment to enjoy the feel of her tight, velvety ass wrapped around him.

Minerva could feel Fred’s hip press against her ass as he held himself inside her, loving how full she felt when both of the twins had their cocks buried inside her.

She squeezed her ass muscles, milking Fred’s hard cock as she enjoyed the feel of him inside her, and silently urging him to continue.

Fred groaned as he held Minerva’s hips, digging his fingers into her sculpted ass as he thrust inside her, matching George’s pace and further increasing his former professor’s pleasure.

“UUUUUGGGHHH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!” Minerva groaned as the twins fucked her, passing her between each other as they slowly picked up the pace.

She remembered how scandalized she had been the first time they fucked her at the same time. She had never even heard of such a thing before. Now she barely recognized who she was before the twins claimed her, never knowing how sheltered an existence had been until the twins awakened her to all the things she had missed out on.

There was no going back to her old life, not anymore. The twins had spoiled her for any kind of normal relationship. This is what she needed and craved now.

Fred and George picked up the pace again, dilling their cocks into Minerva’s supple body as the sultry redhead moaned for more.

“OH! OH! Oh god!” Minerva groaned. She was desperate to cum, but unable to. The twins held off her orgasm with the aid of her collar, building her pleasure higher and higher as they fucked her. “UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!”

“Fred! George! Please, I need to cum!!!” she begged desperately as the twins pistoned their cocks inside her with practiced ease.

Her body glistened with sweat as she thrust her hips back and forth, doing everything she could to get the twins off, knowing they would only allow her to cum once they did.

Fred groaned as he felt Minerva tighten her ass around his cock each time he pulled back and loosened her ass, welcoming him back inside her as he pushed back in. He was close, very close. He would only last a few more strokes before he came inside her.

George couldn’t hold back anymore as Minerva’s tight pussy practically milked his cock. He and Fred thrust into her one last time, before erupting inside her, and filling both her holes with their cum.

As the hot cum flooded her pussy and ass, the twins finally allowed her to cum. “AWGAWD!!!!!” she screamed out as her most powerful orgasm of the night rippled through her body.

Her eyes drooped before finally closing shut as she passed out, too exhausted to keep going.

Fred and George fell asleep a moment later, sharing the same thought. “Harry really knew how to throw a party.”

Hi, thanks for reading. What did you think of the latest chapter? Take a look at Product Testing if you would like to see more about Fred, George, and Minerva’s story. The next chapter will switch back to Harry, Hermione, and Emma, and there will be one more chapter before the conclusion of this arc.

Please let me know how you feel about switching off Harry, Hermione, and Emma occasionally. Do you want to see it more often, or would you prefer that stuff happens in the side stories?


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