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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Ron_Weasley
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Ron_Weasley, Molly_Weasley, Arthur_Weasley, Ginny_Weasley
  Additional Tags:
      Spanking
  Stats:
      Published: 2009-07-24 Words: 1045
****** Misusing Muggle Artifacts ******
by Dearest_Martha
Summary
     Mr. Weasley brings his work home one day. Harry is naughty.
Notes
     I own nothing from Harry Potter.
"Arthur! You're late for supper. Is something wrong at the Ministry?" asked
Molly inquisitively.
"Oh, no, Mollywobbles! I just had to pick up this, er, box of artifacts to
disenchant. They are of a, er, special nature, and best dealt with in private."
"Ah, well, then. Go put away your toys and come to supper!"
When Mr. Weasley returned to the dinner table, Harry, Ron, and all of the
people who are normally at the dinner table were partaking of the many
delicious foods Mrs. Weasley had prepared. Harry looked up from his baked
potato, and directed a question at Mr. Weasley.
"What was in that box you brought home, Mr. Weasley?"
Mr. Weasley coughed during a bite of his cream of mushroom soup and it came
splurting from his nasal passages and right out into Ginny's hair.
"Dad! You bloody wanker!" Ginny yelled as she ran away to clean herself up.
"Well, Harry," Mr. Weasley began, obviously flustered, "it was just a box of
some muggle artifacts that have been enchanted to do some nasty things."
"What kind of things, Mr. Weasley?"
"The, er, the Ministry doesn't wish for that information to, uh, be divulged at
this…at this time. Yes. Top secret, you see."
"Oh, I understand," Harry said resigned.
Later that night as Harry and Ron lay on Ron's bed discussing quidditch or
other wizard things, Harry's mind came around to the box again.
"Aren't you curious about what's in that box of your dad's, Ron?"
"It's not all that unusual for dad to bring his work home."
"But does he usually keep it a secret?"
"Well, no, not really. He's usually pretty straight-forward about these kinds
of things now that you mention it."
"I think we should go and see what's in it."
"Are you mad, Harry!? They would kill me!"
"Oh, come on! They'll never know. Here! ACCIO BOX!"
"Oh, God," moaned Ron.
Within seconds, the plain brown box that Mr. Weasley had had earlier was
floating in through Ron's bedroom door. Harry let it land softly on Ron's bed
and tucked his wand away.
"You know you just broke the decree for the reasonable restriction of underage
magic, don't you Harry!?"
"Shut up, Ron, you're becoming more like Hermione every day. The ministry will
just think it was your mum or dad. Accio spells are some of the most common
spells around."
Ron shook his head at Harry's newfound rebelliousness.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Open it, already," said Ron.
"Okay. Here goes."
Harry lifted the flaps of the box to reveal several colorful and unusual
objects. Harry reached in and grabbed the nearest one and held it up to his
face.
"What the-?" said Harry.
"I think it's a cock, mate," explained Ron.
"I know it's a cock, Ron! I bloody have one!"
"Could have fooled me."
"I'll end you, Ron!"
"No you won't! You love me!"
"What!? I don't bloody…love…you…Ron…"
"What's wrong with you, Harry?"
"Is something wrong with this dildo?" Ron said, grabbing the purple venous
phallus from Harry's hand.
Ron, suddenly enchanted by the cock's spell, looked up at Harry with a grin on
his face.
"I think we should probably put this to some good use, Harry. What do you
think?"
In response, Harry wrapped his arms around Ron and gave him a deep, long kiss
full of tongue. Ron slowly led Harry by his belt loop back his bed where Harry
fell atop him and began to kiss his neck. Harry slowly shimmied Ron's shirt off
and began to lick his nipples. Ron let out a pleasureful moan that oozed with
tones of wanting. Harry worked his way down to Ron's groin and his belt which
Harry skillfully removed using only his teeth. Harry doubled the belt over and
told Ron to lie on his stomach. Ron complied. Harry roughly jerked down Ron's
pants and began to beat Ron's ass mercilessly with his own belt.
"Do you like that, you fucking dirty boy?"
"Oh, God, Harry! Harder! Harder!"
After a few more powerful lashings, Harry tossed the belt onto Ron's floor. He
pulled Ron's pants the rest of the way off and then unclothed himself. Harry
noticed a vial of lubricant lying beside the box which had now been knocked
onto the floor. Harry picked it up as well as the dildo and put them on the bed
beside Ron. Harry lowered his face to Ron's ass and spread his plump cheeks.
Ron made a little sound of startled anticipation, but when Harry's tongue began
working full force around Ron's hole, Ron's moaning heightened to a near yell.
After a bit of rimming, Harry grabbed the lubricant off the bed and put some
both in Ron's ass and on the dildo. Harry grabbed Ron and flipped him over.
After lubing his own cock, Harry motioned for Ron to do the same, and tossed
him the lubricant. Ron began to masturbate slowly, and after he got into his
rhythm, Harry took the dildo and began to slide it into Ron's asshole. Ron's
face contorted in both pain and pleasure as the purple organ filled him up.
Harry too masturbated as he fucked Ron with the dildo.
"I want you to come inside me, Harry," Ron said to him as he neared his climax.
Harry swiftly removed the dildo and replaced his own throbbing organ into Ron's
ass. As Harry came into Ron's asshole, Ron's cum splashed forcefully up into
Harry's face and hair. Spent, Harry collapsed upon Ron's soft body and kissed
him deeply. They fell asleep together, still covered in their juices.
When Ron and Harry didn't respond to their call for breakfast the next morning,
Mr. Weasley quietly entered Ron's bedroom. The shock at what he saw was not
most of all due to what the boys had done. Ron's father was pretty opened
minded about sexuality, but he decided that he would never tell the boys that
he and Mrs. Weasley had used the items inside the box only hours before they
had used them. Yes, that would be better for everyone, thought Mr. Weasley. And
he left the room and headed to tell Molly the boys would be sleeping in today
and not to disturb them.
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