I stare up at Fred's eyes as he looks down at me. The tension is strong between us. I didn't mind it but, it is quite odd.
"Ready?" he asks, holding out his hand in front of me.
"Yeah" I breath out as I grasp his hand lightly.
We walk down the flight of stairs and down to the common room. The music was blasting, the air is filled with smoke and the scent of alcohol and burnt cigars fills my senses.
"Come on Y/n" Fred tells me and leads me to one of the couches. He seats me down but he doesn't sit down.
"I'm going to get us some drink. Don't move." he states.
"Okay" I say. Fred can be scary sometimes, but in a good way.
I settle down on the couch peering around the room. My eyes dart to a section of the room, where a certain ginger haired boy lies. "Ron" I whisper to myself.
Soon I see his head turn to me, our eyes meet. Fuck. I think to myself. I quickly turn around and see a body standing in front of me.I slowly look up, seeing Fred towing over me with our drinks.
"Oh hey" I say.
"I don't want you to speak to him at all during this party Y/n. Got it?" he tells me. I gulp a bit at his request.
"Okay" I let out. He sits down next to me, handing me my drink. I send him a small smile and take a sip of the alcohol.
The taste wasn't too bad but still, alcohol doesn't really have a pleasant taste. I end up chugging the whole thing, needing relief from my life.
"Woah, calm down there Y/n" Fred says laughing me.
"Shut up, let's dance" I say stand up and grabbing his hand leading him to the dance floor.
The beat of the music soon turns slow, and steamy. I mean it is a party after all. I move my hips to the music. I feel Fred's eyes practically burning into my skin.
I feel a large pair of arms grab a hold of my hips bringing me close to them. My eyes go wide as I feel Fred's cock against my ass. I bite my lip slightly still moving against him.
"You're beautiful when you're in my grasp darling" Fred whispers in my ear making my cheeks heat up. I can't even speak after his comment, I just keep dancing.
Soon I gain confidence and turn towards him. I see him bite his lip as he looks down at me. I mean this man is 6'3, what do you expect?
I move my hips as I grind on him. I mean what's the point of being hormone at a party. My confidence is through the roof right now which is not normal.
"Come on Y/n. They're playing truth or dare over there" I hear Fred say as he grabs my hand leading me back to the same couch.
Fred takes a seat and that's when I notice all the seats are filled on the couch. Damn it, I think to myself.
"Sit on my lap darling" Fred says. My body shivers slightly at his words. I slowly walk over to him and sit down. I adjust myself so I'm comfortable, big mistake.
I hear Fred groan in my ear. I turn my head to look at him, he has a smug smirk on his face. I turn back around, I feel his hands wrap around my waist holding me.
I look up and see that same ginger haired boy. Shit. I think to myself. Ron tenses up as he sees Fred and I. Great. His jaw is clenched which isn't a good thing.
"Ready guys?" I hear dean say. We all say yes and the game starts.
"Truth or Dare Y/n?" I hear Hermione say.
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The Fools [DISCONTINUED :(]
FanfictionRon Weasley despises Y/n Y/l/n, as so does she. There's this infinite time loop of hate between the two. No matter what, they would never fall for each other that's for sure. Not even a bit. Until, that certain time loop broke. ⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGS⚠️...