I walked back to the common room later in the evening. I spent a while in the library reading with Draco after he helped me out.
I pushed open the portrait of the fat lady and found that few people were left in the room, including Ginny, Dean, and George. I could see George's narrowed eyes as they watched the other two exchange a light kiss.
My eyes widened slightly at the kiss. Wasn't Dean with Seamus? I made a mental note to ask him later.
"Hey," I said and plopped down on the arm of the armchair George was sitting on.
"Hey, feeling alright?" he asked.
"Better, yeah," I said. "Can we talk?"
George then turned towards me, a serious expression on his face. "Everything okay?"
I sighed, "Well yeah, and no."
Hesitating slightly, I told him about my dilemma on Jasper and Fred, but making sure to include several times that Fred was the one for me. I felt weird telling it to him, especially since I knew that the two of them shared everything with each other. I finished and held my breath, waiting for him to say something.
"But you're sure that your heart is set on Fred now? Because if it isn't, then I'm gonna be left in the middle, and I think you know who I'll go for and -"
"George, calm down. I'm one hundred percent positive that Fred is the one, okay? I just wanted to tell someone else about what was going on in my head."
"What do you mean someone else?" he said, brows furrowed.
"Oh, um, I just meant that I told mum already and I, uh, didn't want you to worry too."
He really didn't believe it.
"If you say so," he shrugged.
"Also, can you not tell Fred please? I'm really happy with what we have going on, and I don't want to ruin it."
"Got it."
I pursed my lips and groaned. "George."
"Hmm?"
"Now you're all hostile on me," I whined.
"No, no, I'm not. It's just that you know hes my twin and I do tell him everything. And I think that you should have told him this instead of me," he said, looking at me.
I nodded. "Your right, but I don't know how hes going to react. I just really, really don't want to mess up what we have."
He pursed his lips, "I'm sure he will understand. I know he will, don't worry." He extended his arms nd I slipped into them, hugging him tight.
"Thanks Georgie," I mumbled.
"Anytime y/n."
******
I waited all night for Fred to come down. When he did though, I completely lost my train of thought. My breath hitched in my throat when I laid my eyes on him. His hair was wet and messed up on his head, shirtless, and gray sweatpants hung loosely on his waist. I stared at him as he walked towards me, a towel in his hands, drying his hair.
"Alright now, love?" he asked, sitting down beside me.
"More than alright," I said and pulled him closer. His lips pressed on mine and my arms rested on his bare chest, feeling his hard muscles beneath my palms. He dropped the towel that was in his hands and pulled me onto his lap. Stradling him now, I placed my hands around his neck.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue and hands exploring every inch of my mouth and body respectively. He laid us down on the couch and pulled away. I stared into his eyes, the both of us panting. I pulled him closer and pecked his lips lightly before sitting up.
"Sorry, got a bit carried away there," I mumbled, fixing my shirt.
"N-no problem," he stammered and I furrowed my brows.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," he said and cleared his throat. "So, George said you wanted to talk about something?"
I huffed, "Yeah."
He scooched a bit away from me and I felt hollow.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked him again.
"I'm doing great. Amazing really, maybe even tremendous," he said.
"Listen Fred, I don't want to say this to you if you're feeling uncomfortable or not in the right mindset right now, okay? I'll tell you tomorrow."
I stood up to go upstairs but he grabbed my wrist, pulling me back down.
"I'm fine. Now tell me what's up," he said.
"You're gonna freak out," I mumbled.
He moved and sat slightly closer to me, putting an arm around my shoulders. I could smell his shampoo, inhaling the smell.
"I wont," he said quietly.
I exhaled deeply and turned to him, "Right."
Telling him what I told george, I waited for his response. He just sat still in his spot, staring at me straight in the eyes.
"So you're still not over jasper?" He said quietly.
I closed the distance between us and held his hand in mine. He looked down at it and then back at me. "I am, Fred, I promise you. I don't know what came over me, but I can guarantee you that I'm over him."
He just kept staring.
"I'm with you fred, and I'm happy. I dont want to lose what we have, but if you think that's what right then I'm not going to force you to stay."
I got up to leave since he wasnt saying anything, and as if time turned back, he pulled my wrist down and I fell onto his lap. His lips crashed down on mine, kissing me harder than before. After I recovered from the initial shock, I wrapped my arms around his neck and curled my fingers in his drying hair.
His hands roamed my body, sending a shiver down my spine. I pulled away, leaving the two of us panting.
"So we're okay?" I asked wearily.
"I'm glad you told me this instead of keeping it from me. If you had kept it a secret, I definitely would have lashed out. I'm happy that you trust me enough to tell me what's on your mind."
"I'll trust you with my life freddie," I mumbled, inching closer.
"And I you," he whispered before kissing me softly, leaving me more breathless than before. We laid down on the couch there, my head on his chest, and he fell asleep as I watched his soft features, and eventually drifted off to a dreamless sleep myself.
