Delectation • Fred Weasley

Fifteen - Morning

Sage awoke to the warmth of the sun licking at her skin as she lay tangled in red sheets; she smiled at the feeling of large arms encircling her waist and warm breath hitting the back of her neck.

She looked down to see herself wearing a very large Gryffindor Quidditch jersey that would've fallen to her mid thighs but had risen to her hips in her sleep. As subtly as she could, Sage turned over to face a sleeping Fred.

His pink lips were slightly parted, an escape for the deep breaths that he seemed to be taking. His cheeks were tinted pink as his eyebrows slightly furrowed, his long eyelashes fluttering. She smiled to herself as she drank him in; it wasn't often that Fred Weasley wasn't talking after all.

"Like what you see?" that didn't last long. Sage jumped as Fred smirked, his raspy morning voice travelling straight to Sage's core. "I'm not sure I do" she teased. "That's not what you were saying last night" he winked.

"Did George and Lee see me?" Sage asked as she lay her head on Fred's chest, dipping her fingers into the crevices of his abs. "No don't worry I drew the curtains before they came to bed" he assured her as he ran his hands through her hair.

"What's the time?" Sage asked as she sat up stretching. Fred smirked as his eyes travelled the length of her body before he pulled back the drape to check the clock. "Nine" he said before letting the drape fall back in place.

Sage had to stop herself from doing something very time consuming as Fred placed one hand behind his head and placed one on her thigh, a smug look etched into his face. "As much as I would love to stay, I really should get going. Slytherins are know early birds" she rolled her eyes as she pushed the duvet off of her legs.

"Just a little longer? I know a great way to start the day" Fred smirked as he inched his hand until it was resting comfortably on Sage's inner thigh. She contained her grin as she straddled him, bringing her lips down to his ear as she rolled her hips against him; his morning glory becoming even harder.

Fred let out a quiet groan as he gripped her hips, pulling her down harder onto himself; Sage instantly regretted her decision as she would be torturing herself too. But teasing Fred was all worth it. "Have a good day Freddie" she whispered and before Fred could say 'tease', Sage was gone from his lap and slipping out of the bed, vanishing behind the drapes.

She grabbed her clothes and shoes before tiptoeing over to the door as quietly as she could. "Morrrning" she froze with her door handle as she heard someone greet her a with a teasing tone in their voice.

Sage plastered on a smile as she turned around to be met with George leaning against the bathroom doorframe, a tooth brush in his mouth. "Good morning George" she said as she held her clothes in a way that covered her as much as they could; she was suddenly very aware that she was in only a t- shirt.

"And what a good morning it is" he smirked as he retreated back into the bathroom. "You deserved that" Fred laughed as he stood from his bed, pulling on some sweatpants; the tent in his boxers couldn't go unnoticed.

"Goodbye Fred" Sage rolled her eyes, biting back a smile as she left the room, putting on her clothes as quickly as she could in the silent corridor. "Sage?" she yanked her sweater over the rest of her torso as she turned around sheepishly.

"Oh, hey Dean" she smiled as she saw the tall boy closing his dorm door behind him. "Hey, what are you doing here?" he asked as he looked her up and down, more so the jersey she was clutching in her hand. "I just had to... pick this up" she laughed as she lifted the jersey up.

Dean raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner; "Draco wants to... prank Fred. So I just got this so he can... transfigure it" Sage laughed as she scratched the back of her neck. "In that case, I didn't see anything" he chuckled. "I knew I liked you" she joked as he began walking towards the staircase.