Challenge February 2010: Stag Night
Title: Stag Night
Authors: ginevrawp and rumpelsnorcack
Words: 999 words.
Rating: PG-13
Characters/pairings: Weasley brothers.
Summary: When you have five powerful, over protective and jealous prospective brothers in law, the prospect of having them organize your stag night isn't all that pleasant.
‘I dunno, George, mate. I’m not so sure this is the best idea we’ve ever had.’
‘Why not? It worked for that guy in An Encounter with Amortentia. He got the witch no problems ...’
‘That’s a book, George. A romance novel.’ Ron’s voice was uncertain. ‘This is Harry, my best mate, the day before he marries our sister. If it goes wrong ...’
‘Nothing will go wrong.’
*
Harry opened his eyes and saw nothing but a red blur. He reached for his glasses but found he couldn’t move his arms. He tried to focus and before long, he felt the fog in his head fade away. That’s when he noticed he was tied to a chair and immobilized. Someone put his glasses on and the world came into focus.
Before him stood five Ginnies, all identical from their blazing eyes to their naughty smirks.
‘Welcome to your stag night, Harry.’
Harry looked at George, bewildered and tried to protest, only to find he’d been silenced too.
‘Now, now, I know this isn’t what you had in mind but we couldn’t just get you a lap dance and a few drinks. You aren’t one of the mates Harry, not tonight. Tonight you’re the vicious wizard who wants to rob our sister, and for that you’ll have to prove yourself deserving of little Ginny.”
Harry felt the spells being lifted and got up. He was getting closer to the Ginnies when George stopped him.
‘Not so fast, hot stuff. There are some rules.’
George took him by the arm and took him to a cauldron.
‘See this? Surely you already know what it is?’
‘Am-Amortentia.’
‘That’s a good boy! T’is Amortentia, the ultimate love potion! Now, do you smell Ginny’s glorious scent, do you feel consumed by the mere thought of her luscious...’
‘George, that’s disgusting!’ one of the Ginnies exclaimed, the rest of them nodding.
‘Anyway, they’re all wearing Amortentia on their lips so be careful which one you choose, for you’ll have to kiss her.’
‘You’re kidding me.’
‘Nothing to worry about, my dear Harry; it won’t be hard if you really know her, right?’
Harry looked at the Ginnies, still disbelieving.
‘You’re not allowed to touch them and you’ll have two tries before making a decision, understood?’
Harry turned to them and thought about what made Ginny special. She had a lot of virtues, but he chose one most knew her for. Only Ginny could do this perfectly, so it should easy to figure out which one she was.
‘I’d like you to do a Bat-Bogey Hex.’
Five wands were raised but four perfect spells hit Harry’s shield. He set his eyes on a rapidly blushing Ginny, one who held her wand in her left hand instead of her right one.
‘Damn, I forgot Charlie was a leftie. Good one, Harry.’
Still blushing, Charlie went to stand next to George.
So the bat bogey thing hadn’t worked. As he thought about the way he assumed he could pick Ginny out first try, Harry blushed. This time it would be different. He resolved to ask them all a question, something only his Ginny would know, something she would never tell anyone else.
‘Okay all you Ginnies, listen up. I’m going to ask you a question the real Ginny would know.’
They all grinned at him and the sight of all those Ginnies smiling at him with his Ginny’s cheeky forthright look was both disturbing and slightly arousing. As he felt a swooping sensation in his stomach he reminded himself that some of these people were actually her brothers. Shaking off the awkward thoughts and concentrating on the task at hand, Harry asked, ‘where were we the first time we ...’
‘Under that big tree by the lake at Hogwarts,’ three of the Ginnies chorused. The fourth blushed and said, ‘er ...’
Harry gaped at them, a fiery red staining his cheeks. ‘You told them?’ he choked out.
‘Yeah, she told us,’ said the Ginny who hadn’t answered the question. ‘I really didn’t need to know that. I think I need obliviation now.’
‘Er, okay ... right. Well, you go stand by Charlie then, Ron. I don’t want to mix you into the group again.’
Ron slouched off, muttering under his breath.
‘That’s it, Harry, your two tries are up. Pick one already and kiss her.’
Closing his eyes, Harry took a deep breath. The remaining three Ginnies faded from view as he inhaled. He could smell a sharp scent of flowers, a chemical scent that attempted to mimic Ginny’s unique perfume. He smiled. She knew he loved the way her hair smelled, and would have told George. But the smell wasn’t quite right, and threaded through the chemical flowers came the smell he remembered from the Amortentia potion Slughorn had brewed all those years ago. The smell he woke to every morning. Ginny. He reached out and touched the hair of the Ginny closest to him.
‘Oi! No touching!’ George shouted.
Ignoring him, Harry opened his eyes and stared into Ginny’s, then leaned forward and kissed her. As George gasped behind him, clearly thinking he’d chosen the wrong one, Ginny melted into his embrace.
‘How did you know?’ she whispered to him as she pulled back.
‘Amortentia.’ Her brow furrowed in confusion. ‘Your hair,’ he elaborated. ‘George made me smell amortentia and I always smell your hair. Faking it was never going to fool me. I can't believe you let them do this, anyway. I could have fallen in love with one of your brothers the day before our wedding!'
'George wasn't serious, silly. That wasn't even Amortentia! Just my shampoo and color dye.'
‘It still worked, didn’t it? Nothing else smells like you, no matter what George tried.’
‘What made you think of smelling my hair anyway?’
‘Yeah, mate, we want to know, too.’
Harry blushed. ‘It’s just that I found this book in your mum’s library and…’
‘An Encounter with Amortentia?’ all six Weasleys exclaimed.
Author’s Notes: We decided that the only sex manuals the Weasleys were likely to find at the Burrow would be Molly's romance novels. So of course they found them ... and of course after reading the raunchier bits, they had to find out how it ended -- just for knowledge's sake, not because they liked the story or anything :P
Authors: ginevrawp and rumpelsnorcack
Words: 999 words.
Rating: PG-13
Characters/pairings: Weasley brothers.
Summary: When you have five powerful, over protective and jealous prospective brothers in law, the prospect of having them organize your stag night isn't all that pleasant.
‘I dunno, George, mate. I’m not so sure this is the best idea we’ve ever had.’
‘Why not? It worked for that guy in An Encounter with Amortentia. He got the witch no problems ...’
‘That’s a book, George. A romance novel.’ Ron’s voice was uncertain. ‘This is Harry, my best mate, the day before he marries our sister. If it goes wrong ...’
‘Nothing will go wrong.’
*
Harry opened his eyes and saw nothing but a red blur. He reached for his glasses but found he couldn’t move his arms. He tried to focus and before long, he felt the fog in his head fade away. That’s when he noticed he was tied to a chair and immobilized. Someone put his glasses on and the world came into focus.
Before him stood five Ginnies, all identical from their blazing eyes to their naughty smirks.
‘Welcome to your stag night, Harry.’
Harry looked at George, bewildered and tried to protest, only to find he’d been silenced too.
‘Now, now, I know this isn’t what you had in mind but we couldn’t just get you a lap dance and a few drinks. You aren’t one of the mates Harry, not tonight. Tonight you’re the vicious wizard who wants to rob our sister, and for that you’ll have to prove yourself deserving of little Ginny.”
Harry felt the spells being lifted and got up. He was getting closer to the Ginnies when George stopped him.
‘Not so fast, hot stuff. There are some rules.’
George took him by the arm and took him to a cauldron.
‘See this? Surely you already know what it is?’
‘Am-Amortentia.’
‘That’s a good boy! T’is Amortentia, the ultimate love potion! Now, do you smell Ginny’s glorious scent, do you feel consumed by the mere thought of her luscious...’
‘George, that’s disgusting!’ one of the Ginnies exclaimed, the rest of them nodding.
‘Anyway, they’re all wearing Amortentia on their lips so be careful which one you choose, for you’ll have to kiss her.’
‘You’re kidding me.’
‘Nothing to worry about, my dear Harry; it won’t be hard if you really know her, right?’
Harry looked at the Ginnies, still disbelieving.
‘You’re not allowed to touch them and you’ll have two tries before making a decision, understood?’
Harry turned to them and thought about what made Ginny special. She had a lot of virtues, but he chose one most knew her for. Only Ginny could do this perfectly, so it should easy to figure out which one she was.
‘I’d like you to do a Bat-Bogey Hex.’
Five wands were raised but four perfect spells hit Harry’s shield. He set his eyes on a rapidly blushing Ginny, one who held her wand in her left hand instead of her right one.
‘Damn, I forgot Charlie was a leftie. Good one, Harry.’
Still blushing, Charlie went to stand next to George.
So the bat bogey thing hadn’t worked. As he thought about the way he assumed he could pick Ginny out first try, Harry blushed. This time it would be different. He resolved to ask them all a question, something only his Ginny would know, something she would never tell anyone else.
‘Okay all you Ginnies, listen up. I’m going to ask you a question the real Ginny would know.’
They all grinned at him and the sight of all those Ginnies smiling at him with his Ginny’s cheeky forthright look was both disturbing and slightly arousing. As he felt a swooping sensation in his stomach he reminded himself that some of these people were actually her brothers. Shaking off the awkward thoughts and concentrating on the task at hand, Harry asked, ‘where were we the first time we ...’
‘Under that big tree by the lake at Hogwarts,’ three of the Ginnies chorused. The fourth blushed and said, ‘er ...’
Harry gaped at them, a fiery red staining his cheeks. ‘You told them?’ he choked out.
‘Yeah, she told us,’ said the Ginny who hadn’t answered the question. ‘I really didn’t need to know that. I think I need obliviation now.’
‘Er, okay ... right. Well, you go stand by Charlie then, Ron. I don’t want to mix you into the group again.’
Ron slouched off, muttering under his breath.
‘That’s it, Harry, your two tries are up. Pick one already and kiss her.’
Closing his eyes, Harry took a deep breath. The remaining three Ginnies faded from view as he inhaled. He could smell a sharp scent of flowers, a chemical scent that attempted to mimic Ginny’s unique perfume. He smiled. She knew he loved the way her hair smelled, and would have told George. But the smell wasn’t quite right, and threaded through the chemical flowers came the smell he remembered from the Amortentia potion Slughorn had brewed all those years ago. The smell he woke to every morning. Ginny. He reached out and touched the hair of the Ginny closest to him.
‘Oi! No touching!’ George shouted.
Ignoring him, Harry opened his eyes and stared into Ginny’s, then leaned forward and kissed her. As George gasped behind him, clearly thinking he’d chosen the wrong one, Ginny melted into his embrace.
‘How did you know?’ she whispered to him as she pulled back.
‘Amortentia.’ Her brow furrowed in confusion. ‘Your hair,’ he elaborated. ‘George made me smell amortentia and I always smell your hair. Faking it was never going to fool me. I can't believe you let them do this, anyway. I could have fallen in love with one of your brothers the day before our wedding!'
'George wasn't serious, silly. That wasn't even Amortentia! Just my shampoo and color dye.'
‘It still worked, didn’t it? Nothing else smells like you, no matter what George tried.’
‘What made you think of smelling my hair anyway?’
‘Yeah, mate, we want to know, too.’
Harry blushed. ‘It’s just that I found this book in your mum’s library and…’
‘An Encounter with Amortentia?’ all six Weasleys exclaimed.
Author’s Notes: We decided that the only sex manuals the Weasleys were likely to find at the Burrow would be Molly's romance novels. So of course they found them ... and of course after reading the raunchier bits, they had to find out how it ended -- just for knowledge's sake, not because they liked the story or anything :P