Ardent Adversaries

Chapter 33: Found Out

I thread one of my hands through Fred's fiery ginger locks as he draws circles around my clit with his tongue, while the other pinches and pulls on my taut nipple.

"Oh fuck," I moan. "Right there, yes." I pant as Fred continues to devour me. He chuckles against my core and I moan again at the vibration.

"You're so responsive today," Fred purrs from between my legs, readjusting his grip on my thighs.

"I'm," I start but I feel one of his fingers start to circle my entrance and I clench in anticipation, my words momentarily failing me. "Merlin, Freddie, I'm always responsive for you." He laughs against me again and I feel my orgasm rapidly begin to approach. I pull his face closer to my cunt as I grind down on his face harder. Fred pushes two fingers into me and curls them upwards and I mewl as his fingers perfectly stroke my front wall. His fingers will be the death of me. He suctions my clit between his lips and curls his fingers again and I feel my orgasm hurtling towards me, when all of the sudden Fred pulls away. His fingers slip out of me with a lewd sound.

"The fuck was that for?" I pout, propping myself up on my elbows. Fred smirks at me as he sits up on his knees, unbuckling the belt around his trousers.

"I want you to come around my cock," Fred raises his eyebrows. "Not around my fingers." I grin eagerly at him and reach over onto his nightstand to grab my wand, vanishing his trousers and boxers in one swish. His cock springs free and hits his stomach with a light bounce, precum leaking onto his skin. Fred reaches out and grabs my hips, motioning me to flip over. I move quickly and flip over, wiggling my ass in the air as I drop down further on my elbows. I look over my shoulder and see Fred stroking his cock. He grips my hair in his hand and pushes my head further into the pillow in front of me. Fred rubs his cock through my slick folds a few times as I shift beneath him impatiently.

"Just fuck me already Freddie," I beg. "Please." He pushes my head further down and impales his cock into me. I cry out loudly at the mixture of pain and pleasure I feel as his cock sinks into me.

"Fuck," Fred moans, thrusting into me. "You're so fucking tight." He keeps thrusting at a steady pace and I feel my orgasm beginning to return once more. Fred smacks my ass as he thrusts into me harder. I moan again and reach down to play with my clit to speed up my impending orgasm. I feel it building up again as my fingers move around my clit faster and Fred's pace picks up again.

"I'm close," I whine, my voice slightly muffled by the pillow.

"Thank Merlin," Fred pants. "I'm not gonna last much longer." Fred's hand joins my own and increases the pressure on my clit. On a particularly hard thrust and sharp swirl around my clit, I come hard. Stars erupt behind my eyes and my arms, that were saving me from suffocating in my pillow, give out. My whole body tingles with residual pleasure as Fred finishes inside of me, collapsing onto my back. He then rolls my limp body over and tucks me into his side, putting his chin on top of my head.

"Bloody fantastic, love," Fred says, breathlessly. "Incredible." He kisses the top of my head. I nod against his chest, my eyes growing heavy from the exertion. I grab my wand again to cast a quick tempus charm, having a nagging feeling that we're running late to something.

"Tempus," I cast, waving my wand above us. The time reads half past one. I bolt out of bed and scramble around the room for my robes. "Fuck," I say loudly. Fred sits up and looks at me inquisitively.

"What am I missing here?" He asks me. I smack him playfully on the head.

"We have a DA meeting dumbarse!" I smack him again. His eyes widen and he shoots out of bed. I attempt to fix my hair while I throw my clothes on.

"Fuck," Fred agrees and begins to scramble around looking for his robes as well. We dress quickly and scramble around the room searching, of course, for Fred's wand. He finds it under the bed and then we rush out of the room, heading straight for the Room of Requirement. I don't even care who sees us together, I just know we can't be late to this meeting. Harry had told us last week that we would be dueling this meeting. We race through the halls and thankfully, it's relatively empty during this time of day. Fred and I make it to the room and he paces for a second before the door appears and we look around before heading in. Harry is in the middle of a speech when we sneak into the room. Ron makes eye contact with us and scoffs softly at what I'm sure is our very rumpled appearances.

"Alright everyone," Harry says. "Thank you for listening to all that information, I know it was a lot, but now it's time to pair off into partners so we can practice dueling. I'll even let you choose your partners today, as well." Harry smiles cheekily. Fred and I look at each other before automatically pairing off.

"Oi," Ron calls out after everyone has paired off. "We're gonna be doing this one by one, so how about..." He trails off as he looks through the crowd before his line of sight lands on us and he shoots us the trademark Weasley smirk, "Liv and Fred, you're up first." I roll my eyes before grabbing Fred's arm and dragging him to the center of the room where we have space to face off. We face each other and bow before walking ten paces out from each other and assuming our stances. I quirk my eyebrow at Fred before sending a nonverbal tripping jinx at him. Fred, being unprepared for my nonverbal onslaught, stumbles a little before righting himself and sending a petrificus totalus my way.

I quickly cast a protego and the spell dissipates. We begin to volley spells back and forth to each other, neither of us really getting any solid hits in. I cast a confringo at Fred, which he blocks, when all of the sudden the room shakes.

"Cut it out, Fred," Ron shouts from his stance by the fireplace. Fred looks at him questioningly.

"Mate, that wasn't me," Fred looks at him. " I didn't even cast the last spell. That was Liv."

"Sure," Ron rolls his eyes. "Whatever you say." Fred and I are about to go back to dueling when the room shakes again, this time with more force. Immediately, Fred is at my side, pushing me slightly behind him. The room shakes again and a crack appears in the wall by the door. Everyone begins to murmur and shift so all of our backs face the wall away from the crack. The room shakes again and everyone packs tighter together. A hole opens up in the wall with the crack and I spot a flash of pink through the gap. I swear loudly. The shaking begins again and grows more intense as the gap in the wall reaches a large enough size to where a human could pass through.

Fred pulls me further behind him and I grip his arm tightly as painfully familiar faces begin to pile into the room from the open wall. Umbridge and Filch come in first before being followed in by Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, Theo, Blaise, Tara and Hugh, all members of the Inquisitorial Squad. I rub my face with my hands before readjusting my grip on my wand.

"What have we here?" Umbridge shouts in her shrill voice. Her squad begins to fan out, forming a wall where the door is.

"Just a club meeting, Professor," Harry jests. "Nothing much." Umbridge smiles maniacally.

"Oh, I'm sure," Umbridge squeaks. "Draco, help me round these... miscreants... up." Draco and the rest of the squad begin leading us out of the room and I see Marietta Edgecombe leaning against the wall outside with SNEAK branded across her forehead in pimples. I chuckle to myself at Hermione's handiwork. Umbridge and the rest of the Inquisitorial Squad corral us into the Great Hall, where all of the tables have been pushed to the sides of the room. The doors slam shut behind us once the last member of the DA is inside the room.

"All of you," Umbridge starts, pinning the group with a glare. "Will report back here tomorrow for detention. You will arrive at nine sharp and you will not leave until I say so. Failure to report to detention will result in more severe disciplinary action." She chuckles and I feel my skin crawl.