Pass the Snog (Part 2)

A/N: I'm a poor hobo and own nothing, literally. Thanks to KT the Shimmer Skank for giving us the idea (even though she didn't know it) and writing the original! And all characters owned by JK Rowling, her publishers and whatnot. Also, thanks to spinners-endx for beta-ing!

(It helps if you've read KT the Shimmer Skank's story because this is a sequel.)

Prologue

Needless to say, George had told his brother Fred about the prank he'd played on all of Hogwarts. This, well, proceeded in Fred beating him down and cursing him with pimples in certain... –cough- unnatural –cough- places. As uncomfortable as the pimples were, George still smiled at the memory of that fateful day. The same day that would be relived once again since the twins made their pact stating that so long as the name Weasley was, at Hogwarts Pass the Snog day would not die.

"And next year," Fred said, punching is brother, "we'll actually use the spell!" He glared at George, who was cheekily smiling back. "You know you liked that snog." He replied. "Ugh," Fred said, "I bet Filch is a better kisser than you."

"And maybe this year you'll be able to find out." George countered.

Fred sighed, "Just get back to work."

Though the twins had started their joke shop and were constantly working on new products to test on innocent lives, the twins' main researched focused on the infamous Snogging Spell. They'd worked for hours, days, months and never gotten it to work. After a numerous amount of months, crusty lips, loss of voices and other, well, interesting side effects the miracle happened. It was exactly one month before last years Pass the Snog day incident and the Weasley twins had done it. They'd perfected the Snogging Spell. Little did they know what this spell had in store for them.

This is their story.

Chapter 1: The Trial Run

"We've got it!"

"No way!"

"I tell you we got it!"

"You're kidding, right!"

"Nope, we did it," George shouted excitedly, "we've performed the Snogging spell correctly!"

"Really! Which one of us has it then?" questioned Fred

"You," said George, beaming, "and you have 28 minutes and 30 seconds... 29 seconds... 28 seconds... 27 seconds..."

"Okay I get it! But this isn't bloody Hogwarts, George! Who the hell am I going to snog...?" Fred said but cut off while Verity walked by. He turned to his twin, "Hold that thought."

"Verity!" he called.

"Yes, Mr. Weasley?"

"Please come here." Fred said slyly

"Yes... Mr. Weasley..." Verity slowly walked toward her boss who grabbed her in a tight embrace and planted a passionate kiss on her. She pushed away. "Mr. Weasley!" Verity shrieked, "What are you doing?" she said wiping her lips.

"Um, market research?" Fred said. "Now you need to kiss someone else within a half an hour or, if we preformed the spell correctly, you will have..." he stopped to think, forgetting the long list, "What will she have again George?"

George opened a piece of parchment and began to read "If one does not perform the snog within one half of an hour, there shall be dropping of the teeth, thy skin shall wrinkle, thou shalt have boils on thy bottom and be subject to the following: night sweats, ringing in the ears, flaking dandruff, arthritis, lumbago, uncontrollable dribbling, deafness, runny nose and ingrown toenails." George finished clearing his throat and closed the parchment.

"All that if I don't snog anyone in half an hour?" Verity said looking quite nervous,

"Well, then, there are some restrictions... yes?"

Fred continued "you can't snog anyone who's already been snogged and it must be a full snog; tongue and all."

Verity looked relieved.

"Why the look?" questioned George

Verity sighed, "I thought you were going to say I had to snog a guy or something."

The twins looked puzzled "You do know that I am lesbian, right?" she said. Verity called Harmony, one of the other female workers over and whispered something into her ear. She giggled and proceeded to snog repeatedly and very passionately.

"Why?" Fred moaned.

"Why what?" George questioned.

"Why are the hot ones always straight as a curly fry?"

"I am not lesbian!" Harmony said approaching George, "I'm bisexual." Harmony leaned in and gave him a good 5-minute snog before going back to her work.

End chapter