glockgal said:

> Everything about the twins are hot. The way their closet is arranged is
> hot. The things they write in each other's textbooks is hot. The kinds
> of foods that they like is hot. I've come to this conclusion. They are
> just so exciting in every little thing they do.

and lise wrote:

 

Fred pulls out a sweater from their closet. "Is this mine?"

George doesn't even look over. "sure."

Fred goes over and licks the back of his neck.

...

They were in Transfiguration when George leaned over and drew a little stick figure giving another little stick figure head. Fred put his hand up and asked to go to the toilet. Five minutes later and the Professor dismissed them, and George gathered up Fred's stuff and traipsed down the hall, ignoring Lee's questions. Lee would give up pretty quickly, George knew, since one or both of them were always disappearing.

He found Fred in their toilet stall, in the bathroom on the fifth floor in the astronomy tower. His pants were already kind of undone, and he was basically stroking himself through his briefs. "Fucking come here then," George said to him, and Fred dropped the pants. George arranged himself on the floor comfortably.

They weren't really even late for class.

...

"But, thai food now?" Percy sniffed the takeaway containers suspiciously, and promptly sneezed.

Fred took the box away protectively. "It's good, it's spicy. you know, spicy, like that curry we had last week when mum tried to make scalloped potatoes. it's, like--"

"--hot," George said, scooping up a handful of rice and plopping it on his plate. down went some spicy beef salad, and he started rolling it up into a little ball to pop into his mouth. "It's hot."

Percy looked doubtful. Fred casually picked up a piece of bok choi and fed it to George. George took it, giggling.