Disclaimer: Naturally, I don't own any of these characters and I don't make
any profit.
Notes/Warnings: This story is rated PG-13 for a bit of language and enough snogging to make you go bonkers ^_^ There's a bit of slash and incest, but nothing dramatic. It's just friendly snogging, after all.
George fell out of his four-poster bed that morning, and let out a howl as his head hit the hard floor of the dormitory. "Bloody hell," he muttered.
Fred, rather sleepy eyed, looked over at his twin from his bed. "What's all the fuss about, George?"
"I fell out of bed. I think I'm going to have a bruise. Ugh. What a way to start--" he stopped speaking abruptly. "Wait a minute..." He got off the floor and ran over to the wall to check the calendar. "All right! Finally!"
Fred looked curiously over at his brother. "Err... Are you feeling okay?"
George clapped his hands with delight and bounced around the room. "Of course I am. I'm feeling superb. I've been waiting for this day all week."
"And what day is that?"
A mischievous grin spread across George's face, and he marched slowly towards his twin. Fred fumbled around, looking for his wand, for the look on George's face gave him the impression he was up to no good. "Come here, you slimey git," said George with a laugh. He grabbed Fred by the pajamas and pulled him to him, giving him a fierce kiss, not hesitating to slip a bit of tongue in as well.
Fred pushed his brother off of him, utterly bewildered. George stood before him, laughing. "Have you gone stark raving mad?!"
"Not at all. Today's Pass the Snog Day!"
Fred's eyes were still wide as grapefruits, and he still had the impression his brother had gone off his rocker. "What are you talking about, George? You just kissed me, you nutter!"
George nodded and beamed with pride. "That's right I did. And now you've got only half an hour to pass it to someone else!"
"Er... Come again?"
George sighed with impatience, and realized he was going to have to explain it all if he wanted things to go the way he'd planned. "A week ago, you see, I stumbled upon the Snogging Spell."
Fred snorted. "The Snogging Spell? You're full of it."
"No, really! Years ago, Pass the Snog Day used to be an unofficial tradition here at Hogwarts. Then one year some git of a Headmaster put a stop to it, and it's been hushed up ever since. I found out about it, though, and I performed the spell on myself. It starts today! I passed the Snog to you, and now you have to pass it to someone else within half an hour. If you don't, you'll be hit by the Soggy Snog Curse."
Fred eyed his brother incredulously. "The Soggy Snog Curse? Come off it, George. You've gone mad."
"It's true, I tell you. You'll get wretched boils all over your mouth, and they won't go away until this time next year. Go on then, and wait for half an hour to pass if you don't believe me." George snickered. "Then you'll see."
Fred sighed and rolled his eyes. "Well, thanks alot George. This is just peachy."
George gave his twin's shoulder a nudge. "Aw, don't be such a spoil sport! This is going to be fun! Just pass the snog on to someone else, and you won't have a thing to worry about for the rest of the day. You can't be snogged again once you've already had it passed to you. You can sit back with me and watch the fun!"
Fred was uncertain. He was still baffled by the fact that his twin brother had just given him a slippery and wild kiss, and that he seemed to be slightly out of his mind. He had to admit to himself, though, that George's lapse in sanity might just prove to invoke a day of wonderful entertainment. "Well, all right then. I guess I'd better get to passing this snog then, eh?"
George grinned. "That's the spirit!" George danced around the room for a bit, which confirmed Fred's suspicions that his brother had indeed gone mad.
"Wake up, boys, wake up!" George hollered for the rest of the dormitory to hear. "We've got a great day ahead of us. Wake up!" The other boys started to stir, looking over at George with confusion and irritation in their eyes. George ran over the door and swung it open. He leaned out and called merrily, for the entire tower to hear, "Wake up, Gryffindors! It's Pass the Snog Day!"
Notes/Warnings: This story is rated PG-13 for a bit of language and enough snogging to make you go bonkers ^_^ There's a bit of slash and incest, but nothing dramatic. It's just friendly snogging, after all.
George fell out of his four-poster bed that morning, and let out a howl as his head hit the hard floor of the dormitory. "Bloody hell," he muttered.
Fred, rather sleepy eyed, looked over at his twin from his bed. "What's all the fuss about, George?"
"I fell out of bed. I think I'm going to have a bruise. Ugh. What a way to start--" he stopped speaking abruptly. "Wait a minute..." He got off the floor and ran over to the wall to check the calendar. "All right! Finally!"
Fred looked curiously over at his brother. "Err... Are you feeling okay?"
George clapped his hands with delight and bounced around the room. "Of course I am. I'm feeling superb. I've been waiting for this day all week."
"And what day is that?"
A mischievous grin spread across George's face, and he marched slowly towards his twin. Fred fumbled around, looking for his wand, for the look on George's face gave him the impression he was up to no good. "Come here, you slimey git," said George with a laugh. He grabbed Fred by the pajamas and pulled him to him, giving him a fierce kiss, not hesitating to slip a bit of tongue in as well.
Fred pushed his brother off of him, utterly bewildered. George stood before him, laughing. "Have you gone stark raving mad?!"
"Not at all. Today's Pass the Snog Day!"
Fred's eyes were still wide as grapefruits, and he still had the impression his brother had gone off his rocker. "What are you talking about, George? You just kissed me, you nutter!"
George nodded and beamed with pride. "That's right I did. And now you've got only half an hour to pass it to someone else!"
"Er... Come again?"
George sighed with impatience, and realized he was going to have to explain it all if he wanted things to go the way he'd planned. "A week ago, you see, I stumbled upon the Snogging Spell."
Fred snorted. "The Snogging Spell? You're full of it."
"No, really! Years ago, Pass the Snog Day used to be an unofficial tradition here at Hogwarts. Then one year some git of a Headmaster put a stop to it, and it's been hushed up ever since. I found out about it, though, and I performed the spell on myself. It starts today! I passed the Snog to you, and now you have to pass it to someone else within half an hour. If you don't, you'll be hit by the Soggy Snog Curse."
Fred eyed his brother incredulously. "The Soggy Snog Curse? Come off it, George. You've gone mad."
"It's true, I tell you. You'll get wretched boils all over your mouth, and they won't go away until this time next year. Go on then, and wait for half an hour to pass if you don't believe me." George snickered. "Then you'll see."
Fred sighed and rolled his eyes. "Well, thanks alot George. This is just peachy."
George gave his twin's shoulder a nudge. "Aw, don't be such a spoil sport! This is going to be fun! Just pass the snog on to someone else, and you won't have a thing to worry about for the rest of the day. You can't be snogged again once you've already had it passed to you. You can sit back with me and watch the fun!"
Fred was uncertain. He was still baffled by the fact that his twin brother had just given him a slippery and wild kiss, and that he seemed to be slightly out of his mind. He had to admit to himself, though, that George's lapse in sanity might just prove to invoke a day of wonderful entertainment. "Well, all right then. I guess I'd better get to passing this snog then, eh?"
George grinned. "That's the spirit!" George danced around the room for a bit, which confirmed Fred's suspicions that his brother had indeed gone mad.
"Wake up, boys, wake up!" George hollered for the rest of the dormitory to hear. "We've got a great day ahead of us. Wake up!" The other boys started to stir, looking over at George with confusion and irritation in their eyes. George ran over the door and swung it open. He leaned out and called merrily, for the entire tower to hear, "Wake up, Gryffindors! It's Pass the Snog Day!"