𝖶𝖨𝖢𝖪𝖤𝖣 𝖧𝖠𝖳𝖤 | 𝖥𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖶𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖫𝖤𝖸

40

REVENGE

TW: slight sexual content
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Two days before the Gryffindor versus Slytherin match, after winning all the previous matches with some of the best scores we ever had, both teams were almost touching the Cup and the tension between the houses was bigger than ever. I saw how some Slytherins tried to curse people from the Gryffindor team even though I asked them not to because I wanted to show the Gryffs we could beat them playing fairly. Also, lots of them tried to curse me once in a while, but that wasn't new.

"Okay, today's training is gonna be quite fast 'cause I need to get ready for the day after tomorrow," I announced calling everyone's attention.

"Don't get too ready, Gryffindor is gonna win anyway." Harry teased, smiling at me.

"We'll see, Potter," I replied sure of myself, grinning.

"We are gonna beat you, Arambella," Angelina said in the back, accompanied by Katie Bell who passed her arm over the girl's shoulders.

"Except the Quidditch field, you can beat me wherever you want, Johnson," I winked at her making her laugh while positioning myself in the middle of the circle. "Okay, enough talking, we are going to practice one of the wrenches I taught you last time. Everyone in pairs, try to work with people you have strength or height difference with, keep in mind that most of the Death Eaters are adults."

We all started to work and as soon as everyone practised it correctly, I approached Fred.

"Weasley, you and I have a pending fight."

He snorted, laughing, "Oh, yes, you want me degrading you, fine, let's go."

I heard some whistles of surprise and some giggles, apparently, everyone was watching.

"That's it, Weasley. Show her how Gryff is gonna fuck Slytherin!"

Fred winked at me, pulling up his sleeves and adopting a defensive position.

"Destroy him, Lilith," Ginny cheered me, being followed by Hermione, Liv and Luna. I blew a kiss towards them and then got back to look at Fred.

Harry gave us a sign and we quickly ran to each other, my legs surrounded his hips, throwing us to the floor, while I tried to trap his neck and hands with my arm, he writhed trying to put me under him. The wrench consisted of neutralizing our opponent's movements and keep them still on the ground for five seconds, it was a way to learn how to control our strength and to use it. He groaned when he felt my arm around his neck but quickly got away from it hitting my hip with his knee, taking advantage to make us roll in the ground and position on top of me but I went to his neck again trying to turn him around so, even though I was under him, I could trap him putting my arm around his neck and immobilizing his legs with mine. He seemed to catch my intentions because before letting me touch him he lifted my arms above my head and pinned them to the floor, ending in a quite sexual position. He seemed to notice it because he raised an eyebrow with that arrogant smile of him. I snorted, frustrated, still moving and trying to free my legs and to ignore how our bodies were touching and how our fighting was quite turning me on.

"Oi, Weasley, be careful! I was joking about the Gryffindor fucking the snake!"

"Nah, Lilith and Fred hooking up? That's not happening," Hermione laughed, pretty convinced, taking a hand to her mouth after she realised how she said 'hooking'. The poor girl wasn't used to sexual references.

I imitated Fred's previous attack and took my knee to his hip, gaining a complaining sound from him, trying to be on top. When he saw I was about to win him, he quickly recovered and trapped me just exactly how I wanted to catch him, his legs surrounded my hips, with his ankles on my legs making the movement impossible, my back leaning against his chest and his arm pressing my neck.