CW : sex
His lips collided with yours, both of his hands cupping either side of your face. He moved his hands a few moments later to place them underneath your thighs, picking you up like it was nothing.
Fred sat down on your bed, you straddled on his lap, your lips moving at the same speed as his. You could feel him smirking into the kiss while his hands moved to your hips, moving them slowly to grind against him.
The only things you could hear was the sounds he was making, the small grunts and groans he made almost every time your hips met his. His lips moved away from your, making his way to your neck ever so slowly. Sucking on your neck then moving his lips down even more, placing sweet and soft kisses all the way down your neck.
His lips left your body, his hands moving to pull your jumper off of you, revealing only your black, lacy bra underneath. You noticed him gulp at the sight of you. You smirked at him.
"Just for you." You winked, cupping his face and kissed him as slow as you could, a bulge growing beneath his joggers.
"Fucking hell." He whispered. "You're killing me, Em."
"That was my intention." You said whilst pulling his white t-shirt over his head and throwing it on the floor.
Your lips smashed into his, the kiss deepening and getting harder. You pushed him down to lay on the bed fully, unbuckling his belt and tossing that aside. You kissed his v-line multiple times in the shape of it, his bulge only growing harder.
"Fuck, Emily, I want you so bad." Fred whined, sitting up and kneeling on your bed, powering over you.
His arms wrapped around your waist and he picked you up, moving you to the other side of him and throwing you gently back onto the bed. His knees straddled either side of your hips, his fingers messing with your jean shorts to take them off of you, which he did.
Fred threw them to join the rest of your clothes on the floor, looking back at your body. Your matching underwear set which was a black, lacy bra and thong.
He pulled his trousers down, along with your black thong, then his boxer shorts were pulled down. Your hands found his hair as he thrusted into you, moans leaving your mouth.
"Bloody hell, I love you."
•••
You and Fred were walking out of the castle and towards the Hogwarts Express hand in hand. Ginny was stood outside the train waiting for someone, Fred noticed and walked over to her with you, dropping your hand.
"Hey, Gin." You smiled at her and she smiled back.
"Hey, Emily." Ginny said.
"What's up, Ginny, why aren't you on the train already?" Fred asked his little sister.
"All my friends ran off somewhere and I can't find Ron, I didn't want to look like a loner getting on the train by myself so I waited for you." She said and began walking, you and Fred following after her.
"Your so stupid, Ginevra." Fred rolled his eyes, laughing at the same time and letting you and Ginny get on the train before him.
You loved his relationship with each one of his siblings, he really shows how much he loves them and never tries to hide it. It's a true type of love.
"Do you know where your friends are?" Fred asked.
"Yeah, I do." Ginny said. "I'll see you guys later, thanks for walking me on."
"No problem." Fred told her. "Have fun."
"See you, Ginny." You said as she walked off.
"Let's go find George and Anthony." Fred said and grabbed your hand, walking you through a lot of compartments that they weren't in. "You know, we're going to have to talk about what you said soon."
"Why? I said I love you during sex, it's a normal thing to say." You shrugged and found Anthony and George in a compartment.
"I don't love many people that easily though, I kind of have trust issues." Fred said and opened the compartment door, shoving his and your bag on a shelf at the top of it. "You can even ask George, he'll back me up."
"What about me?" George spoke up.
"I don't love easily, do I?" Fred sat down and so did you, next to him.
"No, you don't. Why?" George asked, giving the two of you suspicious looks.
"That doesn't matter, I just don't love easily." Fred said. "I wish I could, but I just don't."
"That's the same for me, I can't change it so it's just something I have to live with forever now." Anthony said. "It's called trust issues."
"I know." Fred sighed.
"So what were you two doing that look so long? We've been waiting here for ages." George asked.
"Reading." You said.
"Dancing." Fred said at the same time as you.
"I was reading a book, and Fred was listening to music and dancing to it." You told them.
"Hmm, sure." George said.
"Is that why Fred's shirt is backwards and your hair is all messy?" Anthony asked, looking at your eyes suspiciously.
You couldn't think of anything to say, luckily Fred thought of something for the both of you as a good cover story.
"I spilt something on my shirt, so I took it off to do a cleaning up spell and must have put it on wrong." Fred said. "Emily was asleep, she moves around sometimes if she's that deep in her sleep."
"Alright then." George shrugged and got a book out of his bag, opening it to read.
You looked at Ant who was still looking at you, you could see right through his eyes that he knew you and him were lying. Anthony and you have had multiple sleepovers in the time you've known each other.
He knows for a fact that you don't move around in your sleep, no matter what.
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