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Fred and I stood in the courtyard, where we had accidentally met up the first time. Where I had seen him in my dream. His jacket was draped around my shoulders. "When did you realize you liked me?", I said, sitting on the edge of the fountain, my dress feathering out in front of me. "When I saw you sitting at the Gryffindor table for the first time", he replied, grabbing my face and pulling me into a kiss. "Why then?", I giggled.
He shrugged, "I don't know. It just seemed right. And I realized I wanted you there as much as possible". My insides felt warm, fuzzy. "I'm so glad my dad let me stay for this ball". Fred looked at me with a smile, "When did you like me". I bit my lip. "When I was on the date with Cedric", I admitted. A smug look flitted across his face. I reached over and shoved him, "Don't get a big head".
"Too late", he said with a smirk. I kissed him on the cheek. It was such a simple thing. A kiss on the cheek. Being with him just felt right. "Look, I can't have a boyfriend", I said suddenly. Fred's eyebrows drew together. "I don't want to put any labels, but I'm all yours okay". Fred opened his mouth and then closed. "As long as I can do this and no one else can, I don't care", he said, pressing his lips to mine.
I smiled into the kiss, "I think I can handle that". We walked hand in hand back up to the castle, knowing if we stayed out any later we would probably be caught by a professor. I felt like I was floating on air. We reentered the Great Hall, a few people left on the dance floor, two of which were George and Angelina. Fred wrapped his arm around me, kissing me on the forehead.
"Glad tonight is going well for someone", scoffed Ron. Fred turned to him and flipped him off. Ron went back to glaring at Krum and Hermione. A yawn escaped my lips and Fred grinned down at me. "Want to get out of here?", he smiled, taking my hand. I nodded, waving to Hermione. She beamed back at me, her smile faltering when she saw Ron sculking. "Do you want to come back to the Gryffindor common room for a little bit?", Fred's voice was light.
I blushed. "Won't anyone be there?". Fred looked over, "George just left with Angelina to go on a walk. Lee's over there with your friend. Everyone else went home for the break". I blushed, "Yeah okay". Fred smiled, his eyes softer than I had ever seen them. We walked to Gryffindor tower, a few students meandering around the halls. My feet were beginning to hurt, but the good kind of hurt, when you know that you've been doing something fun.
We walked through the common room, a pair kissing on one of the couches. Fred started to laugh and I reached up, placing my hand over his mouth. We tiptoed by them and up the stairs to the empty dormitory. I smiled, my heart beating with anticipation. "You are beautiful, Sawyer", he said, his voice low. "Thank you", I breathed. He bent down, pressing his lips to mine. His hand found the back of my head, pulling me in closer. He began to kiss my neck and I breathed in sharply.
He made his way to my ear, causing shivers to rise up my spin. "Fred", my voice was below a whisper. "Yes, love", he said, looking at me. "I've never...", my voice faltered. He licked his lips, "We don't have to do anything". I flushed, "No! No, I want to". He smiled slightly, "Just relax, and if you ever want to stop, just tell me". I nodded, anticipation flooding my body.
Fred turned me around, kissing my shoulder blade. His fingers trailed my arms and found their way to my zipper. "Is this okay?", he whispered. I nodded, my heart beating so quickly that I thought it would leap out of my chest at any moment. Fred slowly unzipped my dress, and it fell to the ground in a soft pile at my feet. I turned towards Fred and pulled him in for a kiss, he hungrily took off his jacket, pulling me onto the bed and drawing the curtains around it so we were in private.
Butterflies were exploding in my stomach. He pulled off his shirt, but stopped for a moment. "What are you doing?", I said, my chest heaving. "I just want to look at you", he let out. We stayed like that for a moment, which felt like forever.
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Starlight// FW
FanfictionSawyer Foster loved rules. She craved the structure of the law, the security of knowing what was to be done. Her uniform was always put on perfectly, her black hair always in a tight ponytail at the top of her head, which could often be seen swingin...