Sweet Torture - Fred Weasley

Chapter 1 - Weird Behaviour

Matilda

God, going back each year was always just as much of a hassle, uncle Remus running around making sure we both had everything needed packed in our trunks and that we weren't running late for meeting the Weasleys to leave for King's Cross.

This year I had gotten ahead of the madness and somehow managed to convince Remus to let me spend the last two weeks of the summer holiday at the Weasleys, meaning I could just leave with them to the train station to catch the Hogwarts express. My sister, Elise, hadn't been quite as lucky.  Remus had made her stay behind so he could keep an eye on her. Come to think of it, it might have also been to try and teach her some more protective spells. Being a Black usually did get you in trouble with some of the slytherins if you didn't share their pureblood sentiments, Black being a pureblood house and all of course. Poor Elise had gotten her fair share of jinxes and hexes shot at her due to her impulsive and hotheaded temperament. Not that I was any better, fortunately for me the Weasley twins just so happened to be my best friends, so no one dared throw shit my way. Or at least not as often. Not that I needed them to protect me though.

I had been up for a few hours now, sitting reading one of my all time favourite books, To Kill a Mockingbird, on Charlie Weasley's old yet extremely soft and comfy bed. I had been lucky enough to land my own room in the Weasley household this year, a nicety that allowed me some privacy whenever I needed it. Not that bunking with Ginny wasn't pleasant, it truly was. The younger girl had always acted like another younger sister to me. Within these two weeks alone we had painted our nails together, always chose to be on the same side for quidditch, shared secrets and gossiped. All the typical sisterly things. I had a feeling that Elise would be a little jealous of me getting to spend the two weeks with Ginny as Ginny was of course 'her' best friend, as she liked to remind me. If I was being honest though, I had come over to spend time with George and Fred, but Elise or Remus didn't need to know that.

I was just about to turn the page when I heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs. I immediately knew who it was from the rhythm of the steps but kept my eyes glued to the book. I was determined not to let the red haired boy coming up to my room distract me from my reading, even though I knew it would be nearly impossible to ignore him.

"Morning love, you got everything packed and ready to go?" George said as he sank into the bed right next to me, looking over my shoulder to try and catch a glimpse of what I was reading.

"Yep." I answered and snapped the book shut with a slam, causing him to jump back a little and me to giggle . "The real question is are you ready?" I said with a smirk on my lips as I turned to face him, leaning in closer to him so our lips were merely a few centimetres apart.

"Yep." He replied really emphasising the p, his dark brown eyes filled with desire. I had always been able to read his innermost thoughts through those dark gorgeous eyes. For all three years that we had been dating. It was almost as if those glistening dark eyes were mirrors to his soul. Every emotion so clear in them, expressing what his facial expressions or words couldn't.

"Oh wow, a new record time eh? Anything you're planning to do with all your spare time?" I asked, smirking at him, my black hair falling out from where I had tucked it behind my ear. I had an idea of what I wouldn't mind doing with our spare time, but I didn't want to push it as George had seemed distant lately.

"Oh I might have an idea." He replied smiling, tucking the stray piece of my long dark hair behind my ear once more and finally closing the distance between us. He kissed me softly, our lips barely touching but it was the closest I had felt to him in a while. I couldn't help but grab onto the collar of his shirt and pull him in closer to me, deepening the kiss, making it more passionate and desperate. He moaned into my mouth as I did so, his hands wandering over my hips pulling me onto his lap so that I was straddling him. I bit his bottom lip gently and then moved on to kiss his jaw and neck when the door suddenly burst open, both me and George moving apart quickly.