We are the Princes of Pranks, the Royal Pain. You'll rarely see us without one another because we're just that awesome. You see something strange in Hogwarts? Giant cat eating your shoes? Giant Purple eating Foam-Zilla? It wasn't us, promise. *Wink*
We're just here to spread some laughter and raise some hell.
| Frederick Gideon Weasley | Pureblood | Gryffindor | Beater | Prankster |
| George Fabian Weasley | Pureblood | Gryffindor | Beater | Prankster |
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Oi, Weasley of the height empowered!
Yeah…
What about it? You thinking of buying?
Yeah. How much?
For you?
10 galleons.
For each pill.
These things don’t come cheap.
Bloody hell, Weasley.
It’s not cheap, Baddock.
You know how much work it takes to put these things together?
Or how dangerous it is if it’s not in the right dosage?
We could be walking away right now but we know a good customer when we see one.
Seven galleons.
Twenty-five.
“I see my Luna.”
“George..”
“It is you. I missed you, Luna…”
Oi, Weasley of the height empowered!
Yeah…
What about it? You thinking of buying?
Yeah. How much?
For you?
10 galleons.
For each pill.
These things don’t come cheap.
Bloody hell, Weasley.
It’s not cheap, Baddock.
You know how much work it takes to put these things together?
Or how dangerous it is if it’s not in the right dosage?
We could be walking away right now but we know a good customer when we see one.
“I see my Luna.”
Oi, Weasley of the height empowered!
Yeah…
What about it? You thinking of buying?
Yeah. How much?
For you?
10 galleons.
For each pill.
These things don’t come cheap.
Oi, Weasley of the height empowered!
C’mere.
This better be good, Baddock.
What?
I heard you’ve a new product.. a pill that links dreams?
Yeah…
What about it? You thinking of buying?
Harper&Fred || Gonna Love You Down…
Her head rolled back as his hands continues to massage her glistening chest. As the seconds went on, it was harder to hold back the unavoidable, though wished it would end so soon. Her body shook with pleasure as her moans hit an all time high. She could feel herself falling over the edge and into an ocean of bliss. Her walls clenched around his unhaulting member, continuing to hit all the best spots as she felt herself cum around his members.
She fell against his chest, wrapping her arms around him as her nether regions grew sensitive with pleasure. “come for me,” she moaned into his ear.
Her lustful urgings had the long-celibate Fred, shouting with masculine triumph as his passion for his witch turned explosive, so much so that he thought that from behind his closed lids, he was viewing a new and improved display of Weasley Wild-Fire Whiz-Bangs.
“H-H-HARPER!” he cried as he bucked against her, spilling himself in her. “Merlin, I love you,” he at last gasped, feeling her clenching around him as he came for her.
Fred fell back, taking her down with him. His arms wrapped loosely around her. “You are my one and only, love,” he whispered into her hair. “Only you.”
(Source: harper-blishwick)
Harper&Fred || Gonna Love You Down…
Was it possible things could get better than this?
Harper gasped as she felt his tongue glide over her pebbled hills. She couldnt seem to find it in herself to stay still anymore as each moment she crept closer to the sure bliss he was about to bring her,
But she had to hold out for just a moment longer. He had done a fair job of showing her his love and now it was her turn. She quickly flipped them over<, trying to control the shaking pleasure his throbbing member brought her. She took his hands, showing him exactly how she wanted him to touch her. they trailed up the smooth skin of her abdomen before resting on her breasts, as harper continued to bounce vigorously on his cock. “Fred,” she whimpered, “i love you,” she said, moving one of hus hands over her racing heart, so he could feel the affect he had one her.
His eyes widened, then a sly smile crept onto his lips, at the shock of her movement above him. He let her lead him in the mapping of her body with his hands, grasping onto her breasts as she moved in a heavenly rhythmic motion, riding him in a way that brought stars to his eyes and wiped every thought from his mind.
He groaned, no words could express the sort of pleasure she was creating between them.
“I love you,” he gasped, his own body responding to the call of hers. “I love you, Harper.”
(Source: harper-blishwick)
