"Fred? Are you here?" I search the Quittich grounds looking for him the grass soft and perfectly cut beneath my feet. I get why George is mad.. but he doesnt get to decide what I do. I've told him endless times that getting good grades is important to me, so why wont he just support me?
"Ella?" Fred steps out of the shed, his goggles are hanging around his neck his hand wrapped around his broom. "Hey." I mumble. My voice feels weak and unsure as he begins walking towards me. "El, what's wrong?"
He immediately takes off his gloves lifting my chin to look at him. My eyes are probably still puffy from my walk here. "I dont know..." I feel my face crumble as he watches me sob my tears falling against his hand that is still resting against my cheek. "El c'mon dont cry. Cheer up buttercup."
I try to laugh but the tears continue to flow. He swiftly wraps his arms around me whispering reassuringly in my ear. "Ella I've got you. It's okay." He strokes my hair leaning back to look me in the eyes. Everything is silent as he wipes my face the dew still resting beneath my eyes. "Let me make you feel better El."
His eyes search mine and he leans in our lips brushing each other's. I could say no, or that I want him to stop. His breathing is becoming more rapid as he waits for my reaction. "Kiss me." As soon as I give him permission he pulls me in the passion unmistakable. His lips search my mouth first and then my neck. "El-" His lips travel down his fingers slowly finding the buttons on my shirt kissing each part of my skin as it is shown.
This is crazy. Absolutely mad... but I cant focus when his hand meets my inner thigh my skirt riding up as his thumb brushing my leg. "Fred.."
He moans slighly as I say his name, his mouth searches mine without hesitation, "Say my name again." He whispers as my lips meet his ear. "Fred.." I can feel him shiver as I look at him.
I clear my throat as I walk next to Fred an obvious triumphant look on his face. "Remember Fred- never again." I say turning to him. We never ended up doing anything other than kissing but I already know what could have happened today, and I think he does too. "Or what?" He pins me against the wall his hand traveling to my behind giving it a swift squeeze. "NEVER AGAIN."
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Toxic ((A Fred and George Weasley Fanfiction))
Fanfiction"Which one?" Fred asks leaning over me placing his hands by both sides of my head. I slowly back into the wall the back of my shirt riding up against the cold stone. Is this really happening? I knew I was going to have to tell them eventually, but I...
