1. One Big Horny Weasley Family- chapter 4


    Date: 11/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bisexual, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Fan fiction, Group Sex, Author: naughtydragon, Source: sexstories.com

    This is a work of fan fiction. All characters and locations are the properties of their respective owners. I own the story line. Chapter 4- Coming Together Ron was setting the table when the doorbell rang. He didn't even need to glance at his watch to know what time it was, or who would be at the door. Ron took a deep breath, and drew himself up. Normally, the person at the door would have just knocked twice in rapid succession and would have been invited in. On an occasion when he was expected, like tonight, he would just knock and come on in. Apparently he felt, like Ron, that this night was unlike any other and that everything would be very different. "Hullo, Harry," Ron said as he opened the door. By unplanned coincidence, Harry and Ron were both dressed up. Harry’s stark black slacks, white shirt, and red and gold tie stood in sharp contrast to Ron’s varying tones of blue. In his hand, Harry bore a towel wrapped bottle of wine. "Ron," Harry said, inclining his head. "How are you?" The two men were rarely so formal with one another, but it seemed appropriate. "I'm good. Glad you could make it." Ron stepped aside and invited Harry in. "Hermione's in the kitchen. She pulled out all the stops; cooking and everything." Harry raised an eyebrow. Hermione in the kitchen was a fairly rare, Ron was the day-to-day cook in the house. "Have you, uh, decided yet?" Ron asked as he fidgetted with his tie and ran his fingers through his hair. Harry pulled out a chair and motioned for ...
    Ron to sit. "You've had a week to think about it. Is it going to be a problem if I do? Is it going to change our relationship as friends? Will you stop talking to me?" Ron folded his hands on the table and leaned forward. "Harry, you and I have been friends for more than half our lives. You were the best man at my wedding and you're my brother-in-law. I wouldn't ever stop talking to you. Does this make me a little nervous? Yeah, it does; but just because I don't know what to expect." Ron paused and ran his hand through his hair again. "If it really bothers me, I'll let you know." Harry stood and put a hand on Ron's shoulder. "You're a good friend, a damn good friend." He clapped Ron on the back and headed for the kitchen. He paused in the doorway for a fraction of a second to admire Hermione. Her short, curly, light brown hair had been curled around the sides of her head, then pulled up in combs with ribbons that matched the cocktail dress that she was wearing; a layered skirt with a lace overlay. He waited until she pulled the croissants from the oven before he approached her on catlike feet. "You look very fetching this evening," he said in a quiet voice over her shoulder. When she turned to face him, she was blushing slightly. She gave him an embarrassed smile, and accepted the kiss he placed on her cheek. "Thank you, Harry." She kissed his cheek before taking the bottle of wine he presented her with. "You look very dashing as well." The oven timer went off and Hermione ...
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