He released a shaky breath as you reached down to grab his hand, giving it a squeeze. Before he could say anything, you raised your hand to stop him. "this does not mean I am inviting you to crawl in bed with me, but I am inciting you to see where this can go. We have a few days before my family returns. You do not need to stay the entire time, but you are more than welcome to. If... if you leave right now." A deep breath was needed to figure out exactly how to express what you were feeling. "if you leave right now, I don't know if I could ever forgive myself for ignoring every magnetic force I can feel pulling me to you."
He brushed his thumb against yours simply nodding.
"Freddie, the only thing I want from you, is the opportunity to get to know you better."
With this he kissed you again, only this time it was different. Slower and filled with more tenderness. His hands found your hips pulling them flush to his own. You gently sucked his bottom lip between your teeth pulling away slightly. A deep groan vibrated from his chest. Grabbing his hand you backed your way up the stairs. He followed eagerly maintaining eye contact until you backed into the door. Turning away only to unlock the door, pulling him in with you.
Kicking your shoes off, removing your jacket and your hat, your head was spinning. He followed you to the farthest back bedroom. Warm fair lights lit the room aglow. As an only child, you were gifted the largest room Freddie had ever seen. He took in his surroundings, how unbelievably you the space was. Pictures of you with your friends and family littered the top of your dresser. Letters from pen pals pinned to your walls. He stepped closer reading some of the lines, trying to decipher the different languages from far away family. Books lined the windowsill, clearly loved as the bindings looked worn. The entire room smelled like you, the plush carpeting felt like heaven beneath his feet.
You sat on the floor at the foot of the bed, watching him explore the space. After a few quiet moments you decided to break the silence.
"Finding anything interesting over there?" He nodded, turning to you. Smiling softly as he crossed the distance between you.
He quietly sat next to you, moving to lay his head in your lap. Running your fingers through his hair, you watched how his entire body seemed to relax. You could sense how badly he seemed to crave this. Flicking your wand toward the record player in the corner, the music filled the space softly. Allowing him time to adjust to his surroundings, you hummed along to yourself.
"Freddie?"
"Yes?"
"Are you ok down there?"
He smiled, nodding in your lap "never better." He sighed, closing his eyes, furrowing his brow. "It's just, everything has been so tense lately. I hate having to always defend myself at home. Umbridge was really hurting those first and second years. I could not just stand by and watch any more. George seems to be the only one who understands. We had to protect them."
You brushed his hair back, listening intently. He then rolled on his back to look up at you.
"Percy even made the accusation that I did all of this to impress that group of girls." He huffs. "Can you believe that? I would toss my academic career for girls? Or even popularity? Those kids needed us to do something."
You let out a quick gasp, covering your mouth in shock. He raised an eyebrow looking at you confused.
"So, you are trying to tell me, that you did not do all of that just to impress me? I thought we had something special. I think you may have to leave." Looking down at him seriously, concern flashing across his face. You couldn't hold your composure anymore letting out a laugh.
YOU ARE READING
All Of The Ways We Differ
FanfictionAre the Weasley twins all that similar after all?
