sapphire || fred weasley

three

Triggering content, viewer discretion advised.

Amelia was walking the streets of Diagon Alley Thursday morning with a new book in hand. If there was something to know about the youngest Nott, is that she never got bored of reading and couldn't spend a single day without doing so for several hours at least. What she loved most about living in Diagon Alley, was the fact that Flourish&Blott's was just around the corner and she could get new books anytime she wanted.

Despite always being warned by her sister, brother and grandfather to not walk and read at the same time, she was stubborn and didn't particularly like taking advice, especially from Beatrice and Theo. Sometimes she regretted not following said advice, like in that exact instant when she had bumped into someone for not paying attention to where she was going. "I'm terribly sorry-"

"Amelia Nott?" a familiar voice asked as the brown-haired girl looked up, only to be met with none other than Ginny Weasley.

"In the flesh," Amelia smiled and awkwardly shook the redhead's hand.

"Last time I saw you was last year while we were still in school," Ginny grinned. "You look good, still going with wandlore and wand making thing?"

"Yeah, family business and all," Amelia felt less uncomfortable since Ginny was leading the conversation, thing she had never been able to do herself. "I heard you got a position with the Harpies, that's cool."

"It is, isn't it?" Ginny beamed. "I need more training before actually playing with the official team but I'm getting there. Have you had contact with anyone after school?"

"No not really, you know I was never the social kind," Amelia chuckled. "Just Luna and I occasionally see Neville around and say hi."

"You were a terrific class partner though," Ginny said. "I'd probably never have passed Transfiguration and Herbology without you."

"It was nothing, always happy to help."

"Listen, my brothers are throwing a party tonight in their flat, remember Fred and George?"

"Yeah, Fred stopped by the other day because he broke his wand," Amelia laughed.

"Yeah, the idiot tends to do things like that," Ginny laughed as well. "Luna is coming as my date so you should totally come. Hermione, Harry, Neville and Ron will also be there-"

"I don't know Gin, it's not really my kind of ambiance," Amelia said nervously.

"I'll make sure you have fun, I promise," Ginny crooned. "Give it a chance and I'll see you at eight at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, but I gotta go before I'm late for practice!"

"Bye," Amelia waved at her before Ginny disappeared from view.

It was late at night and Malfoy Manor was as silent as the dead, in exception of one room in the East wing that had a silencing charm placed upon. Despite having a perfectly good looking man underneath her, Beatrice couldn't stop thinking about Fred fucking Weasley, even as she rolled her hips and moaned for a completely different man. She wondered what Fred's lips would feel like on her neck and on her inner thighs. She wondered about the way his muscles would flex and move as he fucked her into the mattress. She imagined the sound of his moans and grunts of pleasure instead of Aster's, and her fantasies were enough to make her come undone around the man who was fucking her rather than Fred.

"Draco and I heard father talking the other day," Aster said as she was getting dressed again in front of him.

"Wow, I couldn't be any less interested," she said unamusedly.