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Title: Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes Presents: "Stuck-On-You"

Summary: Harry and Ron get caught in an "accidental" explosion of Fred and George's new Stuck-On-You potion. The only problem is, they haven't created a cure yet.

Warnings: GAY, accidental eyefuls, mutual pining

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Part 1:

Ron enjoyed working for the twins – truly. Even with all the pranks they tested on him, the constant gay sex jokes and times when they would leave Ron to run the shop even though it's peak hour and the store was PACKED with people.

Today was one of the rare quiet days where Ron was left to look after the shop as the twins worked on some new ideas. The clock ticked as Ron counted down the minutes until Harry arrived and they were to go and get lunch.

The door opened and a loud "Pffft!" echoed through the shop, signally the arrival of a customer. Ron looked up and was relieved to see that Harry had finally arrived.

"Hey mate!" he greeted, Harry echoing his reply. Ron motioned towards the back. "Come on through, we'll go let the twins know we are heading off."

They walked into the back room to where the lab is. Walking inside they were surprised to find it empty except for a bubbling cauldron.

"Fred? George?" Ron asked, walking further into the room. Harry followed close behind. There was no reply. "Where are they?" Ron muttered, annoyed.

"Hey Ron?" Harry asked when they turned to leave and look for the twins elsewhere. "Should the cauldron be bubbling like that?"

Looking over Ron noticed that the potion was bubbling violent and spitting, purple spoke billowing out.

Ron frowned. "I don't know-" he was cut off by an almighty explosion.

They were thrown back from the force of the explosion. They landed in a tangled, groaning heap. After a moment, they untangled themselves and sat up. "You okay, mate?" Ron asked.

Harry hummed. "Yeah, you?"

"Yeah..."

The door to the lab opened. "Oh shit, Gred." a voice spoke up.

"Oh shit indeed, Forge." a voice echoed.

Ron turned to the twins with a glare. "What?" he asked.

The twins sent each other significant looks. "Well you see-" Fred started.

"-we've been having a lot of trouble with this potion-" George continued.

"-we can't seem to get the timing right-"

Ron interrupted their explanation. "Right on what?"

Fred rolled his eyes. "Our new 'Stuck-on-you' potion."

"It causes the people who drink it to be stuck together for an hour-"

"-however we can't seem to get it to last only an hour." Fred finished.

"How long does it last?" Harry asked, with trepidation.

George sent Fred an amused look. "That's the thing," he started.

"We don't know."