Chapter 184: FUCK!

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"So, what do you want?" She asked fondly, not deeming to hide her smile anymore. She absently twirled her finger in his hair, wrapping the black locks around it.

"Can't I just visit my cute little sister for fun?" He prodded her patience with an infuriating grin, adjusting his head and getting comfortable in her lap.

She scowled and yanked his hair.

"Ouch! Iris!"

"That's what you get for barging into my room and taking away my peace. Also, I'd like to think that I'm not your cute sister from now on, but your sexy sister. And I'm definitely not going to repeat for the billionth time that we are twins."

Harry snickered like a five-year-old at her outburst.

"So mature." Iris harrumphed.

"Hey, about that sexy sister part? Was that a hint? Are you horny? Do you need me to go down on you again? Don't be shy. I like licking you down there." He prompted, raising his arm to cup her breast through the camisole, gently squeezing it.

Iris made a throaty moan and blushed at the indecent sound. She quickly slapped his hand away. "Later, you horny dog. Now tell me what you wanted to talk about."

Harry pouted but relented. It wasn't as if she denied him. She just postponed it. Maybe she wouldn't mind using her mouth this time. They could even do the classic sixty-nine, he mused.

"Ow!" He hissed.

Iris stopped pinching his cheek when he came out of his reverie and shot him an innocent smile. "Stop getting distracted by your dirty thoughts, brother. Or I will pinch your dick next time."

He chuckled uncomfortably and decided to heed her warning. He was a bit pent-up. Maybe not just a bit. He chose to blame his aunt for this. She was the one who made him horny with her surprise snogging session. The least she could have done was offer him relief.

Shaking his head, Harry narrated what he had learnt from his aunt. Iris' amused smile disappeared as she heard all about it. In the end, she was left momentarily speechless. Not knowing what to say or think.

"Fuck!" She groaned.

"Fuck!" Harry repeated.

"What are your thoughts, Iris?" He asked after a while, sitting up and moving beside her, and wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

Iris sighed, leaning into him. "I don't know what to say. While I think she is in the right for wanting revenge on Uncle Tim, I can't say he was the one who started this mess."

"What do you mean?"

"What I'm saying is that she betrayed Uncle Tim first. How is she going to justify that?"

"But he was a supporter of Voldemort. He was in the wrong. I think that justifies her choice to turn on him." Harry defended Proserpina.

Iris nudged his chin and shook her head. "It doesn't work like that, Harry. He was her husband. He was her family. She wasn't supposed to betray him in the first place. 

Let's take us for example, if we were in their position, I would never betray you. I wouldn't help the enemies even if you turn evil and take over the world. 

Because you're my family. The one who I love the most. I would rather let the world burn than lose your confidence."

Harry's smile couldn't convey the warmth in his heart. So he decided to give her a long loving kiss while he caressed her face. It still wasn't enough, but he hoped that she felt what he was feeling. This giddy rhythm in his soul, this urge to grin clownishly. This desire to kiss every single inch of her skin. He hoped that she felt that too.

"I don't think you understand, Iris. Unlike you and me, there was no love between them. It was an arranged marriage. You can't equate their bond with ours. We are different. Our love is way stronger and deeper than theirs." He mumbled once they parted.

"I see." She nodded, realising how unrealistic it was to think that those two could love each other like them.

A sudden yearning washed over her and she pushed him down on his back. Harry gave her a quizzical look but followed her lead.

Just as she was going to pull down his trousers and grab his erection, a voice broke through her haze of lust.

"Harry! Iris! Come down!" Their mother yelled from downstairs.

"Your timing sucks, Iris. Now I'll have to hide my boner while mum tells us about how uncle Tim died." Harry grouched, sliding down the bed and adjusting his shaft.

Iris giggled, hiding her disappointment. She really wanted to touch him. Oh well, they would do it afterwards.

It was a relief that their mother had calmed down and wasn't keeping an eye on them like the Orwellian government anymore. If she did then there definitely wouldn't have been an 'afterwards'.

Iris was thankful for that.

Of course, the twins weren't going to break their promise to their mother, but they were totally going to stretch the limit of that vow. No sex doesn't always have to mean no fun.

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Harry and Iris entered the sombre atmosphere of the living room.

Lily was standing in front of the fireplace, hugging an inconsolable Astoria who kept crying. She looked at them over Astoria's head and said, "Tim Greengrass passed away."

Astoria quickly pried away from Lily's arms and sidled up to Harry. She looked at him with such sorrow that it made him feel guilty for taking part in Tim Greengrass' killing. However indirect that was.

He sighed softly at seeing her teary face and pulled her in his arms, tucking her head under his chin. She wrapped her own hands around his waist crushingly and burrowed her face as deep as she could in his chest.

"It'll be fine, Tori." He mumbled, not knowing what else to say. He felt Iris leaning her head on his shoulder and bringing her arms to hug Astoria.

In response, Astoria's grip tightened around him.

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