you waltz upstairs, book in hand, searching for hermione so you can ask her a couple questions. you round one of many tight corners of the staircase when you run straight into a firm chest. you crane your neck and look up, expecting to see one of the twins.
"well hello, bookworm. someone let hermione know she's finally not alone in this house." Charlie's gravelly voice emanates from above you. he bends down to grab the book that was now at y'all's feet.
you look at him down on one knee and think of all the situations you'd rather be in where he's in this position. it isn't until he's chuckling that you realize you've zoned out for a minute and you feel your cheeks get hot.
"aw, is this the first time you've had a man on his knees for you?" his brown eyes peer up at you with a hint of provocation. a switch flips and you place your hand on his cheek. your fingers brush down to his chin while you bend down to meet him at his level.
"you'd love it if my answer was yes." you grab the book from his hands and make your way up the stairs. a few seconds later you hear footsteps behind you.
"it definitely won't be the last." you stop dead in your tracks and turn around.
"what did you just say?" you gape at him, honestly shocked at his comment. his eyes darken at your partially open mouth. he then meets your gaze, now breathing heavily. he grabs your wrists and pins you against the wall, your book finding the floor once again. he groans and starts to growl in your ear.
"i said that you need to find your way to my bedroom. now."
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female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,189
Chapter 13
~Fred~
She's really done it to us. George and I can't seem to stop talking about her. Don't get me wrong, I love me a beautiful woman and everyone knows this. However, I haven't even been able to look in another girl's direction since she started giving us the time of day. I really don't know what changed between last year and this year but i'm really happy it did.
"Brother, are you alright?" George shakes my shoulder, snapping me out of my daze.
"Yeah i'm alright. Just thinking." I look out over the forbidden forest from a distance.
"Lee?" He picks his head up and takes in the view with me.
"Yep." I sigh.
"Don't I know it. What are we doing?" He asks me and, i'm sure, himself.
"I couldn't tell you. What I can tell you is that we're both immensely infatuated with her and she wants both of us. Isn't that what we've wanted?" I stand up and start to walk the corridor.
"It almost angers me how much this confuses me. I want her to be ours but I don't want to scare her away even though she's stuck around this long." I continue my tangent until George catches up.
"Relax, brother. She wouldn't treat us the way she does if she didn't want to be a part of whatever this is. We'll have a conversation with her where we define everything but in the meantime, take a breath. You're bloody Fred Weasley. You could walk into any of those rooms in that school and have a girl swooning over you." He tries to boost me up.
"But none of them are her and you know that. You saw her this morning. The angel that she is wants to waste her time with the terror twins. Are we going to fuck her up?" I sit down on a bench and look up at my brother.
"Are you kidding? The first thing we did today was fuck her but trust me, even if it's the last thing we ever do we won't fuck her up. Have some faith." He pats my shoulder and his words stick with me. He's right. She will end up with us.
~
My day continues on, class to class, fucking off. I'd rather be spending my time reading to Lee than listening to the professors ramble on.
Me? Reading? What the fuck is this girl doing to me.
The last bell of the day tolls loud and proud as I grab my things and get back to my room. After sitting around and thinking for a couple of hours, I change my clothes and grab my walkman and headphones with George's Aerosmith cassette, the one Lee brought him over from America. I go to open the door and almost run straight into George, who has a confused look on his face.
"Where are you off to?" We swap places, me ending up outside the doorway.
"I'm going to go for a walk to clear my head. I've been thinking too much today." I look down at my walkman and then back at him. I lift it up in my hand and nod his way.
"I'm borrowing your tape by the way." He smirks.
"Our tape." He corrects me and I smile, understanding his multiple meanings. I make my way to my usual starting point, the elm tree by the lake. I stop dead in my tracks when I see the very reason I need to clear my head sitting beneath the tree with a book in her hands.
I really wouldn't expect anything less.
"You finished Of Mice and Men already?" She jumps a mile out of her skin and clutches her chest, laughing at her own fright. She closes her tattered copy of My Fair Lady and stands up.
"Yeah, It was great as always. I cried. It was a whole thing. I really don't want to talk about it." She flashed me a sheepish grin and it made me very aware of the dimple in her cheek.
She's so fucking pretty.
"What're you out this way for?" She looks me up and down, addressing my attire which happened to be jeans and a red sweater. I shove my hands in my pockets.
"I was going to go for a walk, but it is getting rather dark isn't it?" I look up toward the sky and she does the same. I look down at her as she's taking a second to admire the clouds and I cant stop thinking about how it felt to kiss her neck and have her melt beneath me.
I need to collect myself before I take her underneath this tree.
"Yeah we should probably get back to our common rooms." She looks me dead in the eyes and hooks her finger in one of my belt loops. In one swift motion, she's tugging me behind her as we're walking towards the castle. She lets go of me as soon as we step into the hallways and I already miss her touch. I let her walk in front of me so I can mindlessly follow her. My eyes drift from her ponytail to her small waist, landing on her tight ass. My hands almost tremble at the thought of grabbing her and having my way with her, so I shove them deeper in my pockets and take a breath.
"You alright back there?" she tosses a smirk over her shoulder at me, not knowing the demons I'm currently fighting.
"I'm doing just fine." I look down at her and see something flash in her eyes before her smile widens. She takes a hard left, faster than i've ever seen her move. I follow right behind her, confused as hell when she rips open the door to one of Filch's custodial cupboards. She yanks me inside after her and swiftly closes the door, locking it behind us.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I ask her with a hint of excitement in my hushed voice. She further shushes me and dimly illuminates the small space with her wand.
"You have to be extremely quiet and we have to make sure you don't knock anything over." She looks around our immediate area, making sure we're in the clear and uses Nox to return us to complete darkness.
"Okay I understand the being quiet part but why am I the one that's going to be knocking something over? You're the clumsy one, why are you assuming it's me-" I shut the fuck up when I feel her unbutton my jeans. My breath slightly hitches as the silence is filled with the sound of my zipper. I hear her exhale a small laugh before she releases me from my underwear.
A sigh escapes me as I feel her warm, wet lips capture my throbbing tip.
Holy fucking hell I never want this to end.
~
I arrive back at the Gryffindor common room to see my brother awaiting my arrival on the couch. He immediately looks at me and notices the slight smile on my face.
i will waste my breath, in fact: this is a Weasley twins x oc piece & if you don't like it-don't read it(:
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 2,108
Chapter 12
I wake up the next morning to find the room empty. I'm assuming Paige left early for classes but I don't pay it much mind. I get out of bed and shuffle to the bathroom, not bothering to put on pants. I do what I need to do and brush my teeth, hoping today goes by rather quickly. Right as i'm about to spit I hear the door shut. I wash the toothpaste down the drain and open the door.
"Paige I would love if you would start leaving me notes when you're going to be gone-" I stop speaking when I see the twins standing in the room, the door shut behind them. George walks toward me, his eyes raking my body. Fred hangs back and locks the door behind him, licking his lips as he does so.
"Good morning, boys." I smile and cross my arms.
"Good morning, indeed." George groans once he reaches me. He pulls at my thong with his finger and lets it snap back against my skin without breaking eye contact.
"Brother, we have twenty minutes." I hear Fred pipe up from the bedroom.
"That's all i'll need." George smirks at me, sending chills down my spine. The hunger is prevalent in his eyes as he bends down, grazing his lips against mine. He then shifts over and places a kiss below my ear.
"You look beautiful, by the way." He whispered before he sunk his teeth into the side of my neck, earning a moan from me. His hands find my hips and he pulls me back into the bedroom where his brother is waiting for us. I also notice the outfit that has been pulled out of my closet and neatly placed on Paige's bed.
George continues to pull me forward until i'm abruptly pushed backwards, straight into his brother's arms. Fred lifts me up and drops me on my bed, hovering above me. George then starts to walk my way, rolling up his sleeves. He looks over at his brother and motions at me. Fred looks back at me and kneels down on his knees. He pulls my hips to the edge of the bed and starts kissing up my thighs. Once he reaches the string of my thong, he smiles up at me and grabs it with his teeth, pulling it off of me.
I look up to see George standing to my side, eyes dark. Fred places his fingertips between my knees and forces them outward, spreading my legs wide. I gasp and hold my breath which causes him to chuckle a bit.
"Oh you just wait." He mumbles before he shoves his face into my wet center. I moan and my back arches off the mattress, earning me a groan from George. I feel Fred's tongue tracing every little fold and crease, attempting to memorize me. I feel him moan, the vibrations making me shiver. He starts kissing my entrance and then slides his tongue in, getting every drop he can. At this point, i'm a whimpering mess and I hear grunting from beside me. I open my eyes to see George stroking his hard cock, his eyes not leaving me.
"Lady Bird, why do you taste so good?" I hear Fred mumble from between my legs. I then feel him slide his thumb into my tight pussy, making me yelp out. His lips find my clit and he starts sucking. I throw my head back in pleasure and turn to my right, giving George the view he wants. I open my eyes and hold eye contact with him while I feel Fred's tongue flick over my clit, causing me to whimper and bite my lip. George growls and starts to go faster, pleasuring himself to the view in front of him.
I feel my core start to tighten as Fred picks up speed. He doesn't stop sucking on my clit until i've climaxed and i'm moaning his name. I look over to see that George hasn't finished, so I beckon him over. He scrambles over to me and I flip myself over, sticking my ass in the air. I feel him behind me as he places his hand on my hip. I back myself onto him, causing him to groan rather loudly.
"Fuck me." He moans, gripping my hips in his hands. He starts to speed up and go harder, causing me to whimper with every stroke. He goes faster and faster, stretching me out more and more. I practically scream in pleasure when I feel a hand clamp over my mouth.
"If you get any louder you'll lose your ability to make any noise." He firmly states in my ear, his direction causing me to groan once more. He keeps his hand on my mouth but uses his finger and thumb to pinch my nose shut. He starts going even harder, sending waves of desire through me. He removes his hand from my mouth and flips me over. With each stroke he goes deeper and deeper, causing my pussy to tighten around him.
A few more strokes in and I turn my head to see Fred pleasuring himself off to the side. I'm interrupted by a hand gripping my face and pulling my attention back.
"Don't fucking look at him. My dick is the one twitching inside you, what the fuck are you looking at him for?" A hand strikes my left cheek, sending a wave of heat to my core.
I did not know I was into that.
I look back at George now with a fire lit inside me. I push all my weight onto him and flip us over so i'm on top. I start grinding my hips into his, causing him to moan while his hands grip me. I sit all the way up, bouncing on his hard cock while I look over at Fred, placing one of my hands between my legs and pleasuring myself as well. I hear him growl from across the room as he picks up his own pace. I turn my attention back to George who is staring at me like a predator who has captured its prey. His movements get quicker and choppy as he finishes inside me with a series of groans.
I hop off and roll onto my back. I close my eyes and try to catch my breath, when I feel hands gripping my thighs. Before I could open my eyes I feel a throbbing cock slam into me, making me whimper and whine.
"That's right, darling. Take it all." I hear Fred mutter above me as he repeatedly slams his hips into mine, going faster and faster with each stroke.
These boys are going to break me.
He grips my leg and throws it over his shoulder, leaning in really close to my face. He stops and looks me deep in the eyes.
"You are unbelievable." He sends his dick deep inside me, hitting my cervix. His eyes don't leave my face as I gasp, my eyes growing wide. He smirks and hits my cervix again, making me gasp once more. He moans and starts kissing my neck.
"You have no idea what you do to me." He whispers. I groan in response and he picks up speed. He doesn't stop until he's a mess on top of me and coming inside me. He laughs and rolls off to the side, going to stand up.
"What's so funny?" I inquire.
"You're going to be so much trouble for us." He shook his head and went off to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Well that's one way to start the day.
~
I ended up skipping my classes for the day and decided to finish Of Mice and Men for the millionth time. As I get closer to the end, Paige comes through the door. She creeps over to see the tears rolling down my face. She consoles me a bit while I sob about my book.
"Could I cheer you up with some gossip?" I nod through the tears.
"I hear our boy Ronald fancies a girl."I stop fully and turn toward her.
"Do we know who?" I look at her a little harder. I can see she's squirming a bit. This is it. This is where I find out what's going on.
"About that..." She tries to stall.
"Oh?" I look at her inquisitively. "Does this little lady fancy him as well?" I shimmy my shoulders at her.
"Lee, listen to me. We don't want a bunch of people knowing, it could do a lot of damage to my reputation, fraternizing with the enemy." Her eyes widen as she realizes what she just said. I stand up and point my finger down at her.
"No fraternizing with the enemy went out the window real quick, huh?" I cross my arms before I lose my balance and fall on my ass.
"Look. This isn't even officially a thing yet, we don't even know what this is. So please just support me and be there for me. The last thing we want is external pressure or people bullying us into not being happy. I'm serious." She gives me a pointed look.
"As you wish, but the moment I see him fuck up, his ass is grass." I pat her leg and get up.
"As much as I want to be scared by that, you've really thrown me off with the American sayings." She laughs at me.
"So you're really just not going to read the book of euphemisms I shipped over here? What a waste of money." I smile and nudge her with my shoulder.
"I do have a question though." I cross my arms and tilt my head to the side.
"When did this happen exactly?"
She tells me her story and leaves me with my mouth hanging wide open.
"Holy shit." I breathe out and cover my mouth with my hands.
"Yeah." She stated, sitting silently.
"Holy shit, y'all fucked right?" She smacked me on the shoulder.
"No! We did heavily make out for the rest of the trip but no!" Her cheeks tinge pink with embarrassment.
"What aren't you telling me?" I inquire further.
"Well...we haven't exactly..." She stalls again. I put my hands up in a surrender.
"Say no more, it's really not my place to pry. All I would like to say is that if you have any questions you're always good to ask me." I throw her a thumbs up.
"Trust me, i'm aware." She taunts, causing me to scoff and smack her arm.
"So...are we going to discuss the army of leeches that attacked your neck?" Her line of sight moves from my neck to my eyes and back to my neck.
"Alright, alright I guess it's my turn to gossip. I figured out my little problem." I inform her as her eyes widen.
"Okay, spill." She sits cross cross, giving me her full attention. I take a deep breathe and begin my own little story.
"Basically, you're right about Lupin. I still need to speak with him but I have decided I mainly want to focus on the boys. Speaking of them, I figured that out too." Now it was my turn to stall.
"Okay why do you keep stopping? Continue on what happened?" She looks at me expectantly.
"They're going to share me."
"They're going to share you?" She asks.
"They're going to share me." I repeat myself and her head falls into her hands.
"Oh Merlin, Lee. What are you getting yourself into?" She laughs in astonishment and stands up.
"Alright i'm going to pull a you on you here. I just want you to trust and support me on this. I truly do like both of them and I don't know what else to do." I look at her with pleading eyes.
"Please don't do that. I hate when you look at me like that." She walks over to me and hugs me.
"You're really happy with the both of them, aren't you?" She looks deep into my eyes, searching for the truth.
"I genuinely am. It's been a lot of physical attraction up front but their personalities never cease to shock me." I start to smile at the thought of them bickering over something stupid.
"I can see that. Look, i'm with you. I got you as long as you've got me." She sticks her hand out toward me. I clasp my hand into hers and give it a firm shake, bringing her into a hug afterwards.
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{didn't expect to get another chapter so soon did you???}
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,612
Chapter 11
~Lee~
{The day prior}
At 8 pm sharp, I was stood in front of the boys' door. I was wearing an old, plain white t-shirt with my ripped jeans and converse, hoping I wasn't under-dressed. Before I could knock, the door swung open and revealed an empty room. I slowly walked in, not really knowing what to expect.
"Fred? George? Should I come back?" I speak loudly into the open space and take a couple more steps forward. The door quietly shut behind me and I felt a hand cover my mouth. There was a brief moment where I panicked, until the scent of cinnamon and vanilla engulfed me.
Fred.
"You are not ready for what is about to happen." He whispers in my ear, sending chills down my spine. The kiss he placed below my ear shortly after didn't help much either. He removes his hand and guides me towards the opposite wall, where the window was sitting wide open. He stands beside me and tugs my arm downward. "Oh, you're probably going to want to sit for this."
I sit down and look out at the night sky before us. The dark grey clouds mixed almost seamlessly with the navy sky. If it weren't for the twinkling stars peaking through, the sky would resemble the strokes of a paintbrush. A couple minutes go by and I continue to enjoy the view, when all of a sudden I feel Fred nudging me with his elbow. I look over at him and he's smiling ear to ear.
"Look up." He nods his head toward the ceiling.
It's beautiful. Swirling galaxies and stars hung down, almost close enough to touch. I heard the window close and saw George sit down as well. My mouth hung open from the pure shock of having the night sky trapped in a bedroom. I look back down to see both of the boys staring at me, grinning like maniacs.
"Since you've moved over here, we've noticed you like to get lost in the stars. So while we've been working on some prototypes for our own thing, we wanted to do this for you." George uncorked this empty bottle in his hands and stood up. The mass of stars and space matter was pulled straight into it, almost like a vacuum. He quickly corked it back up and placed it in my hands.
"This is your little galaxy. You can let it loose anytime you wish, as long as the environment you're in is stable. You can also just keep it in the bottle and swirl it around if you'd like. Seriously, whatever you want to do with it." George's cheeks start to tinge pink.
"Brother, you're rambling." Fred claps a hand on his shoulder. "Basically what he means to say, is this is a metaphor. Our interest in you has been growing and growing at a rate which we can't control, kind of like the universe. This is kind of our way of showing you. It's also because your ass is out of this world-" I cut him off by smacking his shoulder, earning me a chuckle. I tilted my head to the side and pulled Fred in for a hug, clinging tightly to his neck.
"I love it. Thank you." I whisper in his ear. If I didn't know any better, i'd say he shuddered but I could be over analyzing things. Shortly after the embrace, I release him and make my way over to George. I look up in his eyes and brush some hair out of the way.
"This is extremely sweet. I seriously can't believe you guys did this for me. Thank you so much." I place my hand on the back of his neck and bring him down to my level. I softly place my lips on his and he instantly starts kissing me back. I start kissing him harder as his hands find my waist and drift to the small of my back, pulling me in closer. My hands end up in his hair and I soon feel his tongue tracing my lips, almost as if he's asking for entrance. I let him in and fight for dominance, moaning at the way he tastes. He pulls away to get a few deep breaths. His eyes look darker, almost starved. Sweet mint lingers on my lips, making me want more.
"Holy fuck, Lady Bird." Fred pipes up. I looked over and smirked at him. I let his brother go and took a few steps toward him. I gripped his shirt in my fist and pulled him down, his lips crashing into mine. His tongue immediately forces its way into my mouth, the flavor of cinnamon flooding my taste buds. He lets out a low growl and wraps his arms around my waist, squeezing me tight. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, his hands drifting down to the underside of my thighs.
I pull away for a quick breath and see George leaned back against the bedpost. His eyes are wild and his hair is messy, like he's been running his hands through it. I make eye contact with him and smirk, causing him to groan. Fred turns us a bit so I now have a clear view of George over his shoulder. Fred starts kissing my neck and I regain the eye contact I had with George. I tilt my head to the side, giving Fred more access. I let out a moan and bite my lip, making sure I keep that eye contact. I point at George and then curl my finger, beckoning him over. He doesn't skip a beat and he makes his way over. I feel Fred start to nip and bite at my neck, causing me to moan a bit more. George's hand then grips my hair and pulls my head more to the side, giving his brother a bit more room before he captures my next moan with his lips. He starts biting and sucking my bottom lip, driving me fucking crazy.
I didn't know George had this side to him.
I pull back for another breath and George steps back, walking over towards the window. Fred places me back on my feet and I am a hot and bothered mess. I glance at the clock which was a big mistake. Everyone was supposed to be in their house dorms in 4 minutes. I clap my hands together.
"Alright boys, as much as I don't want this to end- and trust me I really don't- I don't want to get another detention so much more. I will see you guys tomorrow. Have the sweetest dreams. Oh, and seriously, thank you for this. It means a lot to me." I grab the bottled galaxy off of Fred's dresser and head to the door. They both look at the clock and then look at me with wide eyes and rush to walk me out. We all get to the door of the Gryffindor common room when the boys decide to block my path.
"Okay seriously i'm going to miss curfew and I don't want that. It's not the time to fuck around." I cross my arms over my chest.
"You can't leave without a kiss." They state firmly in unison and mirror me, crossing their arms over their chests. I smile and roll my eyes, giving them both a quick kiss.
"Now move!" I push between them and open the door. I run at full speed down the corridors until I reach the barrels and tap the sequence. I make it in with a minute to spare. I stop in the common room to catch my breath and see that Cedric, Michael, and Anthony were sitting on the couch. They all stopped their conversation and tuned into me and my harsh breathing.
"Sorry guys, don't mind me." I manage to get out between breaths.
"Where have you been off to?" Cedric places his arm on the back of the couch and smirks, his arrogance filling the room.
"Where were you taught to mind your business? That's right, your mom's house." With that I turned around and walked up the steps to my room. I walk in and see that Paige is sitting in bed, reading. I debated on talking to her about the whole Ron situation but frankly I am exhausted.
"Hello, beloved sister. I am so unbelievably tired and I honestly would love nothing more than to fall into a deep slumber. Can we save our stories of today for tomorrow?" I drop my bag on the floor and fall into bed while she laughs at me.
"Of course. Thank you for being clear and honest with me. I hope your slumber is bountiful and I hope your dreams are pleasant. Get your rest." She smiles at me and turns the main light off, but keeping her reading light on.
About 15 minutes go by and I hear her switch her light off, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I really don't know what i'm getting myself into. I really, really enjoy both of the boys but I really don't want to cause any problems between them. They didn't seem worried about that when they both were devouring me, but I better prepare myself for when that day comes. I really don't know how i'll feel or how all of this will go but I guess I really just have to take a step back and let it run its course.
I toss and turn a couple times until I get comfortable, soon drifting off into a very peaceful sleep.
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{I have risen from the dead-I promise i'll put more out soon!!}
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,330
Chapter 10
~Paige~
That was a really fucking close one.
I cannot have her finding out that we both got bit by the Weasley bug. She's already been extremely suspicious but I've been lucky enough to avoid the conversation, even though it's bound to happen.
"Y'alright love?" Ron walks over and tucks my hair behind my ear.
"I'm really tired of hiding this from her. She's been honest enough with me about your brothers. You and the twins talk about everything, after all she's my sister just like they're your brothers, yeah?" I take his hand in mine and rub my thumb across his knuckles. He sees my stress and pulls me in for a hug. My head lays perfectly on his toned chest and I take in a deep breath. He rubs my back and sets his chin on the top of my head.
"I think you should tell her. It's obviously bothering you and the best thing to do with a sibling is just be honest. I was scared she wouldn't take us seriously but I really don't know what I was scared of, other than altering the relationship between you two. If my evil twin brothers aren't mucking it up, why would I be?" He laughs and I have a moment where I realize that this is what healthy is.
And I absolutely have to tell Lee.
~
The next day I had a whole speech planned, I had built up the courage over night; Ronald even helped me practice.
After my classes for the day, I ran straight back to our flat to sort this out. I found Lee laying on her bed, her nose in her copy of Of Mice and Men. I really wouldn't expect anything less. I take a few steps closer, trying not to startle her because I know I'll get hit, when I notice a tear falling from her eye. I set my things on the floor and sit on the corner of her bed, stroking her hair as she finishes the last page. She shuts the book and closes her eyes, drawing in a deep breath.
"All he wanted was some bunnies!" She wailed and sobbed for about six minutes. She's read this book 357 times.
Once she calmed down a bit, I placed my hand on her shoulder. It's showtime.
"Can I try to cheer you up with some hot gossip?" I give her a little shoulder shimmy and raise my eyebrows, trying to make her smile. She nods in response.
"I hear our boy Ronald fancies a girl." Just like that, the girl's eyes are dry and filled with wonder.
"Do we know who?" She starts to sit up and face me.
"About that..." I stall for as long as I can.
"Oh?" She looks at me quizzically and I know she's trying to believe it. "Okay well does this little lady fancy him as well?" It's now her turn to shimmy her shoulders.
"Lee. I need you to listen to me. We don't want it to be this huge thing where everyone knows, it could do a lot of damage to my reputation, fraternizing with the enemy..." I trail off realizing what I had just said. Her eyes widen and she sticks her finger in my face, standing up on her bed.
"No fraternizing with the enemy went out the window real quick, huh?" She then folded her arms and looked down at me before falling flat on her ass. Karma.
"Look. This also isn't officially a thing yet, we don't even know what it is. So please just support me and be there for me. The last thing we want is external pressure or people bullying us into not being happy. I'm serious." I give her a pointed look.
She places a hand on my knee.
"As you wish but the moment I see him fuck up, his ass is grass." This weird spark glimmered in her eye.
"As much as I would like to be scared by that, you've really thrown me off with the American sayings." I laugh at her.
"Okay so you're just not going to read the book of euphemisms I shipped over here? What a waste of money." She nudges me with her shoulder, flashing me a smirk.
"I do have a question though." She cocks her head to the side.
"When did this happen exactly?"
~Summer '93~
I looked out over the landscape in front of me, attempting to take it all in. Ronald and I had taken it upon ourselves to meander into the woods after dinner. We were the adventurous ones, always getting into trouble. It was golden yellow out with the flaming beams of the sun peeking through the trees. Ronald was a few steps ahead of me and I hadn't noticed he'd stopped until he whistled to get my attention.
"Y'know, you glow in this light. It suits you." He shrugs and starts back on the path.
"Well, of course i'm glowing. The sun is blinding me." I laughed back in his direction. He stops in his tracks and turns around, facing me.
"I'm serious, Paige. You look good." He awkwardly shoves his hands in his pockets and i'm suddenly aware of the space between us. I don't know what else to do besides stand where i'm at.
"What?" I give him a puzzled look and then chuckle a bit more.
"Paige stop. You're deflecting. I'm telling you that I think you look beautiful right now. I'm telling you that the view I was taking you to see isn't nearly as alluring as what i'm experiencing now. I'm telling you that if I wasn't so dim-witted, i'd have my camera in my hands and rather than all this lush greenery, that lens would be pointed at you. You're beautiful, Paige. And I mean that." At the end of his rant, he wound up toe-to-toe with me.
"Ron cut it out." I went to push him away but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him, smashing his lips against mine. His tongue immediately prodded for entry, which I allowed, and my god was it amazing. He tasted of caramel, the sweets we had after dinner still lingering on his breath. He pulls away and holds eye contact.
"Wow. You really did mean that." My laugh was cut short by his hand gripping the back of my neck and pulling me in for more. I sighed into the kiss, causing him to groan. He took my lower lip between his teeth and lightly bit me.
That's not something i'm used to.
My hands found their way into his long, red hair and I pulled him into me. His hands explored every inch of my body, lingering on my curves like his life depended on it. His hands started to skate under my shirt when I pulled away.
"Maybe we shouldn't be, I don't know, in the middle of the woods for this?" I gripped the front of his shirt and started walking.
"Uh where are you taking me?" He asks obtusely.
"Ronald, you're so lucky you're pretty."
~
"Holy shit." She breathed out with her hands covering her mouth.
"Yeah." I stated, waiting for her reaction.
"Holy shit. Y'all fucked right?" Merlin, Lee.
"No! We did heavily make out for the rest of that trip but no!" I look at her with slight embarrassment.
"What aren't you telling me?" She squints her eyes at me.
"Well...we haven't exactly..." I stall.
"Say no more. It's really not my place to pry. All I would like to say is if you have any questions, you're always good to ask me." She throws me a thumbs up.
"Trust me, i'm aware." She scoffs and her jaw drops. She hits me in the arm and I start laughing, thankful for my sister. I'm so fucking happy she's not pissed.
"So...are we going to talk about the army of leeches that attacked your neck?"
You're at the burrow over winter break and you come inside after having a snowball fight with Ron, Ginny and Hermione. You go upstairs to change into some warmer clothes and find Charlie lounging on your bed.
"And to what do I owe the pleasure of this surprise?" You take a couple more steps into the room to see Bill looking out your window. He turns to face you, smirking at the evident shock.
"You think he's the surprise?" Bill chuckles as you hear the door shut behind you. You whip around to see Fred locking the door and George slowly walking toward you. You start backing away out of instinct and feel two massive hands grip your biceps, holding your arms behind you.
George doesn't stop walking toward you until he's so close that you can smell the mint on his breath. His smile widens as your pulse quickens.
"Why do you look so nervous? Are you scared?" A chill shoots down your spine as Bill whispers in your ear. You then see Charlie get up off the bed and stalk over to where you're being held hostage. Once he reaches you, he grips your face and forces you to look at him.
"Oh, brother, she's not scared in the slightest. She wants us to ravage her and leave nothing behind." Charlie brings your face closer to his and traces your bottom lip with his tongue, making you whimper.
I don't care that it was mentioned for two seconds in the movies and barely has two chapters in the books, I'm a Charlie and Bill Weasley girl and finding your account was 🫦🫦
it's a Weasley twins x oc piece guys, love it or leave it(;
{also decided to post this one to make up for how short the last one was/:}
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,709
Chapter 9
The day dragged on until I reached my appointment with the devil himself. I arrived back at Lupin's classroom after the break between periods and rapped my knuckles against the door. He opened the door, let me in and what I saw before me I was not expecting. Every single desk was flipped on its side so the underneaths were visible. He handed me a putty knife and a small bucket.
"I'd wear gloves if I were you. Good luck." He snickered a bit and made his way to his desk, plopping in his chair.
"You're seriously making me do this?" I looked from the gum covered desks to his amused expression and back.
"Yes I am seriously making you do this, you disrespected me and even though i'm in a better mood today, i'm still a man of my word. Plus, I know your discontentment with the situation which brings me quite a bit of joy." He smiled, genuinely smiled, at me. He clasped his hands behind his head and propped his feet up on the desk, crossing them at the ankles.
Fucking prick.
"Alright, professor. May I use the ladies room before I start this nightmare of a task?" I flash a sarcastic smile in his direction and he gestures toward the door, signifying I can go.
Once I reach the ladies room, I looked at myself in the mirror, addressing my attire. Today, I had on a yellow and black plaid skirt secured with a chain belt and a white button down with a black cardigan. I take my cardigan off and throw it in my purse, not wanting anything to happen to it. I turn back and realize I had made a mistake by wearing my red set under a white shirt. Great. I pull my hair into a high ponytail and fix my tie.
Fuckin' A.
I return to the classroom to see Lupin has his nose in the daily prophet. I decide to draw no attention to myself and set my things down.
"Nice of you to actually come back. For a moment I really thought you had lef-" he drops off mid sentence as the paper drops and his eyes land on me. He scans me up and down and his jaw drops as if I hadn't been dressed in the same clothes all day. I shrug my shoulders at him and turn away, walking over to the bucket. I squat down to pick it up, feeling a breeze on my ass. I straighten up and turn around, catching his dark stare.
"I just use this, right?" I hold the bucket up, trying to ignore the fact that I accidentally just flashed him. He looks dead in my eyes and nods, fluffing his paper back up in front of him. I walk back over to the desks and sit on my knees, getting ready to get some of this done.
Every once in a while I glance over to his desk, noticing the paper hasn't moved. I continue working on the last desk in the first row. I then get two rows back and realize he's just going to ignore me this whole time, meaning I won't have to deal with the pressure of his gaze.
I finally finish the last desk in the last row and Lupin decides to get up from his seat. He tucks his hands behind his back and stands at the front of the overturned desks.
"It's such a shame this is over, I really enjoyed watching you and that little red thong work." he smirks and pops his gum. I huff and roll my eyes, gathering my tools and getting ready to stand up.
"Ah, ah, ah. You're not going anywhere yet." He stops me in my tracks. He pulls the freshly chewed piece of gum out of his mouth and sticks it to a desk in front of him.
"You missed one."
I drop to all fours and crawl to him, swinging my hips while I hold eye contact. The smile drops from his face and his eyes grow hungry. Once I reach his feet, I sit back on my heels and look up at him. He places his fingertips under my chin and tilts my head up. He's moments away from saying something when there's a knock at the classroom door. I shoot to my feet and grab my bag, throwing on my cardigan.
Lupin opens the door to Snape and his almost confused expression.
"May I speak to you...in confidence, Professor Lupin?" Snape gives me a once over and rolls his eyes.
"Yes, Professor, if you would- please grant me a moment to finish speaking to my student. Miss Scamander, I hope that after today's discipline you will not make the same mistakes again in my class?" He shoves his hands in his pockets and gives me a small smirk.
"Yes, Professor it's understood." I nod and run out the door.
That one was close.
Once I started running I did not stop until I hit my dorm room. Paige was nowhere to be seen which I was hoping would be the case. I closed my door behind me and flopped backwards on my bed, letting out a loud groan of annoyance. I start to move around and change into something more comfortable, ending up in a pair of brick red leggings and the nearest sweater, which happened to be an ex boyfriend's from America.
Hey, it's comfortable.
At this point, i'm so severely unsure of what road I want to take. I think I need to take this Remus thing and shut it down. Paige was right, I really don't want to cause him to lose his job and it's also getting immensely confusing.
That leaves me with a fork in the road. Fred or George. On one hand, Fred is so fiery and passionate-even when he's being an asshole-and on the other hand, George is very gentlemanly and sweet. Or there's mystery option three where I go to Paris.
Stop.
Paige walks through the door as i'm trying to control myself, but she's not alone.
"Hello, Ronald. Where might your brothers be?" I question the redhead and he looks at me dumbfounded. I turn my gaze to Paige who looks a little nervous.
"Uh last I saw they were practicing on the quidditch pitch, but they should be finishing up soon so I'd hurry if you're trying to meet them." He nods his head up and down and Paige continues to stare at me silently.
"Thanks young one, as for you-" I point at Paige, "we are having a conversation later so make sure you're here." I shove on my converse and make my way out the door, running down to the pitch. I hate all this running.
A few moments later, I reach the field to see the boys on opposite sides, beating a bludger back and forth. They're both glistening with sweat and I can hear their grunts and groans from all the way down here.
Merlin, have mercy.
As if they could feel me gawking they simultaneously turned toward me and flashed me a smile. They beat the bludger a few more times and then started to fly over to where I was.
"To what do we owe the pleasure of being graced with your presence?" George hops off of his broom and mockingly bows in front of me, causing me to laugh and push him away.
"Nothing in particular, i've just been doing some thinking and I want to make a proposal." I confidently put my hands on my hips and waited for their undivided attention.
"Lady Bird, we're a little too young for marriage." Fred scratches the back of his neck and laughs a bit. I hit him in the chest.
"You fucking dumbass you know that's not what I meant." He smirks at me, making me freeze for a moment.
"Anyways, I am well aware of how the two of you feel about me, and i'm sure the two of you are well aware of my feelings, however none of us know how to navigate this." I lay it all out, making sure we are all on the same page. They nod along.
"Right. So, I was thinking and George, what did you do with your first muggle cassette I brought you that Fred fell in love with?" I turned towards him, awaiting his answer.
"Well, we just shared it." He shrugged.
"Okay, and Fred, what do you do when you have muggle weed and George is out?" I now turn towards Fred.
"Well I share mine with him." He also shrugs.
"Do y'all see where i'm going with this?" I look between the two of them and they look at me and then each other, as if everything's clicking.
"Let's get this straight. You, Lady Bird, are proposing that George and I share you?" He raised an eyebrow but other than that, his expression is unreadable.
"Yes Fred, that is what i'm proposing. I get to experience what the two of you have to offer, you both get to explore with me, once it gets complicated we'll talk, oh and nothing even has to happen while the other sibling is present-" George puts a hand over my mouth.
"We don't mind sharing at all. Especially if it's you." His eyes darken and he plants a kiss on my forehead. He removes his hand from my mouth as Fred comes up behind me and wraps an arm around my shoulders.
"Yeah you're a pain in the arse loads of the time but that's when i'll hand you off to Georgie over here." He chuckles a bit as I shrug his arm off of me. George starts running toward the locker room.
"You're an asshole, Fred Weasley." I playfully hit him while laughing to myself.
"That's why you can't stay away." He threw me a wink and started heading to the locker room as well.
"Oi, Lady Bird! Meet us at our dorm around 8, we've got something to show you." George yells my way as he reaches the doorway. I saluted him, showing him I understood my instructions.
let me repeat myself: this is a Weasley twins x oc piece and if you don't like it, ignore it(:
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 994 (a bit shorter than the norm, sorry guys)
Chapter 8
I wake up the next day genuinely dreading this 'detention' i'll be receiving after classes. I definitely was not thrilled about the fact that I wasn't exactly sure what was going to ensue. I decide to push it out of my head for the time being and get through the majority of my day.
I stayed in bed for a little while longer, many thoughts rummaging around my brain but one being more profound than others.
I need to talk to Paige.
I feel like I haven't been as transparent as I used to and I really don't want our relationship to change. However, she has also been a bit shady lately so that definitely needs to be addressed.
I reluctantly roll out of bed, thankfully in shorts this time, and make my way to the bathroom where Paige is brushing her teeth. Like clockwork, the three boys waltz into our room as if they live there. Without any warning, Paige slams the door shut, caging me inside. She points her toothbrush at me, flinging a bit of toothpaste on my shirt.
"You. You and I have some talking to do," she brushes her teeth a bit longer and then spits. "Do you even know who you're seeing at the moment?" Paige furrows her eyebrows and places a hand on her hip.
"Well, currently I'm seeing you. If you mean romantically, then that would be no one." I shrug and put some toothpaste on my toothbrush.
"Lee Alison do not lie to me." She shoves her finger in my face and I smack it away, leaning toward the sink to spit.
"Two things: one, I'm not lying. I am not with anyone. Two, stop with the pointing what the fuck is up with you?" I spin to look at her.
"Ladies if you're snogging in there and we can't see it, I'm going to be pissed." I hear Fred's dumbass voice through the door, which I then yank open, getting in his face.
"Make all the jokes you want, Frederick, but do not ever and I mean ever disrespect us like that again. Seriously. Very juvenile of you." I shove my finger in his chest and demand his attention. His eyes darken a bit and he slightly nods his head.
"We're having a conversation but we will be out in about five minutes. If y'all are getting hungry, go grab breakfast in the great hall." I shut the door in Fred's face and turn back to Paige.
"Thanks for that, but what I was saying was," she lowers her voice to a whisper, "as your sister and even best friend I just want to know that you're safe and happy." I look at her quizzically.
"Yes, honey, of course i'm safe and happy. A tad confused but I'm alright." I laugh at her serious expression.
"Lee, I'm just-" I cut her off.
"Paige please, for the love of Merlin, just say what you want to say. I will still love you all the same." I place my hands on her shoulders and give her a gentle smile. Bless this girl's heart for wanting to appease everyone.
"Alright, okay. Who- I- alright. Sorry if this is too forward of a question but I just wasn't sure-" again, I cut her off.
"Paige Leeann." I warn her.
"I'm sorry. Okay. What in the fuck is your love life because there are so many of them and just one of you? And how in the hell is everyone just okay with everything?" She looked nervous, frustrated, and exasperated all at once.
"Honestly if I knew, I would tell you. What I can definitely tell you though is Remus is jealous. Oh and I believe the twins are sort of competing?" I shrug my shoulders at her, indicating that was all the information I had for her. She gave me a look.
"You need to figure out what's happening with Remus and cut that out. You don't need to jeopardize that man's job! You can flirt with him elsewhere but as long as he's your professor, I advise you close the curtain on that one. As for the twins, I just know you're enjoying that but you need to figure out what the deal is between the three of you. Trust me, you don't want to ruin a sibling relationship." She rested her hand on my shoulder and the rose-colored glasses came right off.
Oh fuck me, she's right.
We walked out of the bathroom to figure out that the boys weren't there. We bolted over the the door and locked it so we could change clothes without the fear of someone waltzing in.
As soon as I zipped up my skirt, there was a knock at the door.
"Housekeeping!" The boys started yelling in high pitched voices, causing us to laugh. We unlocked the door and let them in, as well as the two massive trays of breakfast pastries they were carrying. I continued to hold the door open when Ron appeared right behind them.
"Well hello, Ronald. Nice to see you again." I close the door behind them and make my way to the desk where the trays are currently sitting. I grab a scone and a cinnamon roll, making sure I get all the energy I need for the day.
"What brings you to join us, Ron?" George nudged his little brother with his elbow, making him roll his eyes.
"I smelled the strawberry scones and didn't want to eat with the rest of those tossers." He shrugged while grabbing a couple. We were all silent for a little while, then Paige's watch went off. We shove the remainder of our food in our mouths and scurry out the door to our first class. I reach apparitions class and realize that I have to be Lupin's aide for a day and then stay for detention afterwards.
i feel like a broken record but this is a Weasley twins x oc piece & don't read it if you don't like it(:
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,716
Chapter 7
I wake up the next morning feeling very tired and confused. I have to endure yet another day of the twins and their crazy antics and I also have to suffer through my class with Lupin.
Grand.
I assume my usual seat in the back and wait for the rest of my classmates to file in. I sat, twiddling my thumbs for what seemed like forever until a red head fills in the seat next to me. I try my best to ignore him but I can't help but notice that he smells like a mixture of smoke and fresh rain, not cinnamon.
George.
"Where's Fred at?" I whisper in his direction while I watch Remus start writing on the board. George turns toward me with his eyes wide and his lips pulled into a grin of astonishment.
"How did you know?" He softly chuckles and shakes his head at me. I'm definitely not telling him that I could tell them apart just based on their freckle difference or their laugh or their scent.
"A magician never reveals their secret." I wave my arms around and give him jazz hands, causing him to laugh. Remus smacks a stick against the board to end our buffoonery. He pointedly looks at me and glances under my desk before he begins teaching again.
"Enough of my rambling. Today's class will be pertaining to boggarts. Could anyone tell me what a boggart is?" Professor Lupin glances around the room that is currently void of hands before his eyes land on me.
"Miss Scamander. Since you pay the most attention, please enlighten the class and myself on what a boggart might be." I see the slight smirk gracing his face, causing me to get all flustered. I clear my throat before speaking.
"A boggart is an amortal shapeshifting non-being that takes its form from its observers worst fear." I bet he wasn't prepared for me to be actually paying attention this time. His eyebrows raised a bit, almost as if he was sort of pleased by my answer.
"And what might amortal mean, Miss Scamander?" He tilts his head to the side, eyes trained on mine.
"Amortality is basically a being that was never alive to begin with, therefore can also never die, kind of like a dementor or a banshee." I fold my hands together and place them under my chin, waiting for another question from the professor. He writes down bullet points to encapsulate what he's making me teach the class.
"Wow, miss Scamander, I am very proud of your ability to retain information, especially when you are distracted so often in my class." This comment earned a few snickers from my classmates, causing me to cross my arms and slightly slump down in my seat.
"Is there anything else I can teach the class for you, Professor Lupin?" I squint my eyes a bit and cock my head to the side, getting progressively angrier at his attempts to humiliate me. My slight attitude brings him to drop his smile and stroll down the aisle towards my desk. I straighten up a bit as he got closer.
"Okay, since we want to be brash, why don't you tell me what the boggart banishing charm would be?" He crosses one ankle over the other and towers over me while propping himself up on my desk with one hand. He glances around the class and then focuses on me, making me aware that all eyes were on me at that very moment.
"It's riddikulus." I mumbled and averted my eyes from his expectant gaze.
"I beg your pardon miss Scamader, I don't think I heard your answer." Remus turns around and starts walking toward the front of the class. He stopped at the front of the room and pivoted on his heel, now facing the class.
"The charm is riddikulus, sir." I sat up and projected my voice a bit, making a couple students in front of me jump. I slumped back down in my seat and gave a huff of annoyance when I feel a pat on my thigh from none other than George Weasley, whom I totally forgot was here for a solid minute.
"You get 'em tiger." George whispers in my direction and throws me a cheeky wink. I smiled at his efforts and nudge him with my elbow. He smiles in response and turns his attention back to the board, where Remus is writing down what I had just said. I look around the room to see everyone's quills furiously scratching against parchment and I had a moment of realization.
I don't want to deal with this bullshit.
I debated collecting my things and leaving but I want to cause this man as much embarrassment as he's caused me. I cross my legs, pulling my skirt up a hair, which George notices. He acts aloof and continues to pay attention to the lesson. I then take my time to pull my hair up into a high ponytail, drawing Remus' attention.
George peers at me out of the corner of his eye and I notice him swallow really hard when one of my shirt buttons comes undone. I then place my hands back in my lap, sandwiching them between my thighs.
"Please, Lady Bird, have mercy." George groans from beside me. I turn to look at him, feigning innocence.
"Oh, whatever could you be speaking of, Georgie? I haven't done a damn thing." I bat my eyelashes and give him a sly grin. He practically growls at the use of his nickname and places his head on the desk.
"Mister Weasley, you don't have to go home but you can't stay in my class if you intend on sleeping." He's just on one today. I chuckle a bit which deters the professor's attention to me.
"Miss Scamander would you mind not disturbing those around you? If I hear myself saying your name again, I might just-" his eyes bore into mine and then suddenly dropped to my partially unbuttoned shirt, creating a block in his train of thought.
"You might just what, sir?" I cross my arms, slightly pushing my breasts together. His eyes don't leave me. I notice his temper rising when I lean forward and open my mouth, about to fire off another smart remark.
"See me after class. I don't wish to hear anything more from you until then." He turns back towards the board.
Class continues for about half an hour until he dismissed everyone. I waited behind for the second day in a row, however this time I was angry. Remus closed the door behind the last student and turned my way.
"How dare you try to humiliate me just because you're jealous? Why would you even begin to question my integrity as your student when you of all people know how hard I busted my ass over at Ilvermorny. You know what-" he cuts me off by placing a hand over my mouth and gently placing his other hand on my shoulder.
"I understand I let my emotions get the best of me, and that was wrong. However you also had no right to lose your temper with me. I know i've been in your life for a good portion of it, but within this castle, I am somewhat of an authority figure to you and you will treat me as such. I do apologize for attempting to humiliate you, but you did a fantastic job at 'teaching the class for me' or whatever you said." He looks at me with a hint of guilt in his eyes and drops his hand from my mouth.
"Thank you Remus-er Professor Lupin. My bad." I laughed a bit and tucked some hair behind my ear. I then stepped back and gave him a small salute.
"I will not be a smartass in class from this point forward." And with that, I shot him a smile and walked out the door. I very quickly notice that George was waiting for me across the hall. He jogs my way and rests his hand on my shoulder, a look of concern dousing his face.
"Well good to know you survived. How bad was it?" He looked at me curiously as I responded with a slight chuckle.
"Not bad at all really, I mean I feel like that's where you, Fred and I have it easy. We've had Remus in our lives for what seems like forever, so he has to put on the mask in front of everyone else." I shrugged and continued walking to my next class.
"So where's Fred? You never answered me earlier." It was my turn to ask questions now. George's ears turned pink and I knew this was going to be interesting.
"Well, uh...I don't really- I just-" He started stumbling over his words and I smacked him on the arm.
"Just tell me, c'mon now." I tried to contain my laughter at how nervous he was getting. He sighed.
"Fred told me about what happened in Lupin's class yesterday and I got jealous because frankly, it's just bloody unfair. You're this beautiful woman and I don't understand where that kid's manners went. I would like to do this right, may I please take you to dinner?" It was my turn to grow pink. I didn't realize it until that moment but Fred really hadn't romanced me in any way. We just kind of fooled around.
"George, you're incredibly sweet and I would absolutely love to go to dinner with you but please don't be upset with Fred. I swear I'm just a girl." I stick my hands up in a mock surrender when he softly pushes me to the side.
"We'll talk more about it another time, it's nothing to lose sleep over but it's definitely something I've been meaning to speak to you about." George shoots me a soft smile and leaves me at the front of my next class, where I walk in to find Fred sitting towards the back with an empty seat next to him. He pats the vacant spot and sends a wink my way. I roll my eyes and make my way towards him.
once again; this is a Weasley twins x oc fic and if you don't like it-don't fuckin read it(;
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,478
Chapter 6
A week goes by and it's my first class with Remus- Professor Lupin, I should say. Being a year younger, I shouldn't even be in this class but here I am.
What a predicament.
I walk in and find an empty seat in the back, hoping to stay out of any sort of metaphorical spot lights. The fact that my professor is a man I've known, who's kissed me, doesn't make this easy. And of course, right on cue, Frederick Weasley walks through the door. His eyes land on me and then flick to the empty seat next to me. He rushes over and claims the seat as his own, not making this class any less chaotic.
Grand. Just...Grand.
I turn to face the front of the class and end up making direct eye contact with Remus. He gives Fred a once over and uses a charm to close the door, signifying the beginning of class.
"Now that your orientation weeks are over, you have been filtered into your classes. This year, you all are finding yourselves within what is known as transfigurations, taught by myself, Remus Lupin." He moves to the chalkboard and proceeds to write 'Professor Lupin' with a line drawn beneath it.
I took out my quill and parchment and prepared to write down any information given to me, when I feel a hand grazing my thigh. Caught off guard, my knee jerks up and hits the table, gaining the attention of those around me as well as the professor.
I sheepishly smile and tuck my head down as class continues on. Moments later I feel a hand grazing my thigh again. I contained my surprise this time and shot Fred a glare, considering I hadn't heard much from him since the party. He had a dumbass smirk on his face as his eyes were glued to the board.
I try to shimmy away but his grip grows tighter until I stop fidgeting. Once I'm still, he slowly glides his hand further up my thigh until he reaches the hem of my skirt. I suck in a breath, praying to whatever's out there that no one heard me. I hear a deep sigh next to me and glance over at Fred's lap, noticing his slacks look very tight.
He's definitely enjoying this.
I bring my eyes back up to the board and notice that Remus is writing something down which I am definitely not getting. I try my best to focus but Fred's fingers are toying with my skirt, awfully close to my aching core.
As if he could sense my gaze, Remus turns around and quickly sweeps his eyes over his sponge-minded pupils until they land on me. He looks me dead in the eyes.
"A patronus charm is a charm that conjures up a spirit guide. It can be used in times of need. The incantation is-" He stops speaking as he notices the hand on my thigh. His eyes meet mine once more and this look falls over his features. He clears his throat and begins speaking again.
What is it with these men and their complicated facial expressions?
"Excuse me. The incantation for the patronus charm is expecto patronum, which seems pretty self explanatory. However, don't be fooled. Not many other incantations are this straight forward." Remus continues teaching. I start to copy down notes from this point on. It seemed to be going fairly well until I once again, felt fingertips on the outside of my thigh.
Fucking tease.
His fingers coasted inward, slightly parting my legs. He found what he was looking for as he pushed my panties to the side. He danced around my wet center as he gently explored every inch he could. I bite my lip to suppress any noises I could possibly make. As I'm trying to keep my breaths from getting ragged, he slides a finger inside me.
My eyes roll back into my head as he adds another, causing me to place my forehead against the desk. As soon as Fred sees this, he starts to curl his fingers, making it so hard for me to stay quiet.
He suddenly withdrew his touch and I almost whimpered, quickly realizing I needed to collect myself. I glance over to see Fred's attention on the board but I knew his brain. He was planning something and I was almost scared.
Yet the anticipation is soaking through my underwear.
I pay no mind to Fred's behavior and once again, try my best to focus on the lesson at hand until I see movement in my peripheral vision. Fred goes to place his elbows on the table when he knocks a pen onto the floor. He leans over to grab it, placing a hand on my leg for stability. All in one swift motion, he grips my thigh, slides his hand over, and brushes his fingers against my throbbing pussy. He removes his hand and as he comes back up, pen retrieved, he leans towards my ear.
"So wet for me already, darling. What on Earth am I to do with you?" He plants a kiss right under my ear, causing a heat to spread through my body, all the way to my toes. I'm certain my face is bright red at this point.
"Mr. Weasley, would you please stop disrupting those around you and pay attention? I am not afraid to move your seat." Remus monotonously threatens while catching both of us off guard. I could see that being called out was not part of Fred's plan, much less getting reprimanded by a close family friend.
Remus continued to teach the class and Fred ceased his flirty antics. I was a flustered mess for the remaining 20 minutes of class, which ended up finishing a bit early. Not without professor Lupin asking me to stay after, though. I watched the last few students to trickle out and caught Fred's eye among the cluster. He shot me a quick wink and disappeared.
Just as I started to get up, Remus went to close the door.
Click.
"Miss Scamander, I've known you for quite some time." He begins walking back towards me, sternly looking forward. "I've watched you cry, I've watched you laugh, I've watched you become this stunning young woman," he looks me up and down.
"What I really didn't plan on watching, was you getting ravished in the middle of my class. By Fred Weasley, none the less." There was a slight bitterness in his tone on that last note. I stood in shock and silence as I waited for the remainder of his lecture.
"I expected much more from you. You're a quick learner. You're bloody brilliant. It's hard to see you not paying attention in my class, but do you know what's even harder?" He turns away from me and moves over to his desk. He sits down in his chair and leans back, his eyes trailing up my legs, lingering on my curves, finally reaching my questioning gaze.
"The hardest thing to see," he places his elbows on the table, a few strands of hair falling in his face, "is you trying to resist the temptation to moan out from sexual acts not conducted by myself."
What.
"Excuse me?" Did I hear him correctly?
"Miss Scamander, I will refrain from repeating myself. The basis of your reaction indicates that you did in fact hear me, you're just presumably feigning ignorance." My jaw drops as he gets up and begins pacing.
"I'm not here to waste my time, or yours. Your punishment for your behavior in my class will be that of detention this Friday evening, scraping gum off of the undersides of the desks. I expect to see you here after your final class in two days, and not a moment later. Are we clear?" He pauses, waiting for my reaction as he continues to pace. I nod in his direction, trying to speed this up so I can breathe again.
He whipped his head around after a few seconds and sternly walked towards me. Once he reaches me he grabs my face and forces my eyes to meet his.
"I said, am I understood, Miss Scamander?" I peer into his brown eyes and see a glimmer of amber, knowing that i'm riling him up.
"Yes sir." I respond softly, looking up at him through my eyelashes. His features soften as his gaze drops to my slightly parted lips. Within the blink of an eye his hand drops from my face and he stalks back over to his desk.
"Thank you. You are dismissed." He takes his attention from me and focuses on the paperwork scattered across his desk. I scurry out of the class room and run to the courtyard to grab a seat beneath a low-hanging tree.
here's the stitch- you're in the burrow, taking a nice bubble bath. George is sitting by your feet, trying to pick a shade of green for your toenails while Fred is half way through painting the nails on your right hand red. Bill comes in with a tray of snacks but abruptly stops when he sees the twins pampering you.
"well what in the bloody fuck is all this?" he stands with the tray in his hands, slightly amused at the scene before him. you hear Charlie start to laugh from the hallway.
"you boys are fucked, let me tell you." Charlie peeks his head through the doorway to make sure what he's seeing is, in fact, reality. you glance at Bill, who's trying not to laugh and then back at Charlie.
"so is she going to paint your nails next?" he continues poking at the twins and you've had enough. you sigh and pull your feet back into the soapy water. you slowly stand up, the water and bubbles slipping off of your body. the four men have completely stopped what they were doing to give you all of their attention as you cross your arms and poke your hip out.
"now what's so funny, Charlie?" his mouth is agape and his eyes are dark, almost too stunned to speak. you turn towards Bill, who is now bright red.
"maybe Bill can tell me?" you patiently wait for one of them to do something when Bill seems to snap out of it. he shakes his head and places the snack tray on the bathroom counter. he starts to chuckle under his breath as he's making his way to the door. he shuts it and twists the knob, locking you all in. he turns back around to face you with a sinister smirk painting his features.
"what's funny is that you're going to need another bath after we're done with you."
y'all know the drill by now, it's a Weasley twins x oc piece and if you don't like it, don't read it(:
(i threw a few twists in there i hope you like them)
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,568
Chapter 5
I woke up in an empty room.
Very classy, Weasleys.
There was nothing I wanted to do more than get the hell out of dodge. I could not face the embarrassment of what had happened last night. I was hopeless and awkward and desperate for love.
Woah.
I need to leave.
It took a total of three minutes for me to gather my things, change my clothes and exit the Gryffindor common room. Thankfully, no one was around. I presume everyone was suffering from the festivities of the previous night, but that was none of my concern. My only concern was not running into the temptation twins on my way back to my room.
As I'm rounding the final corner, the barrels are in sight, and the hairs on my neck stand up.
"Oi, Scamander, I was hoping I'd find you here." I pivot on my heel to see none other than Remus Lupin. Glorious mister Remus Lupin in his brown suit. Not only was my father close with him, I've harbored a little girl crush on this man since I was a child. He visited my sister and I pretty frequently at the burrow, a very nice gentleman. Did I mention he was incredibly handsome?
I ran his way and he scooped me up in a hug and spun me around. Once I landed on my feet he held me at an arms distance to assess my attire. His face contorted into a state of confusion.
"The welcome party was last night and I slept in the Gryffindor common room." I winced, hoping he wouldn't reprimand me.
"Ah that makes sense. Well go inside, grab your sister and change. I'm taking you to get a good meal. I also have a surprise for you two, haven't seen my girls in a while." His wink and use of the phrase 'my girls' left my insides a puddle. I sheepishly smiled at him and nodded my head, rushing inside.
"Paige! Paige! Merlin, please be here." I yelled and ran to the head gurl suite to find Paige laying on her stomach, surrounded by books again with a panicked look on her face.
"What in the hell could be going on?" She bolts upright and I start giggling like a school girl.
"Remus Lupin is outside our common room door at this very minute and we need to get dressed because he's taking us to get food." And with that explanation, a squeal erupted from Paige and she forgot all about her assignments.
A few moments passed and I found myself in a denim mini skirt with a bell-sleeved blue top and my converse. Paige ended up in a soft green v-neck and a pair of ripped jeans. We made our way outside to see Remus sparking up a stogie.
"Ooh can I take a drag?" I scurried over to him as his jaw fell. I ignore the reaction and swipe the cigarette from him, taking in a drag that would suffocate Popeye. His stare lingers for a few moments longer until he clears his throat and stands up. His eyes scanned my legs and finally met my gaze as he licked his lips.
"Shall we?"
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We soon arrive to a little run down bar in Hogsmeade and he waltzes right in as if he owns the place. We make our way over to a table where someone with very curly hair is already seated. Remus sits opposite this man and I give him a pointed stare, as if to say 'what in the hell are you doing', when the curly haired man turned and looked at Paige and I.
"Well are you beauties going to join me or just stare at me like I've got nargles coming out of my nose?" Sirius Black cocks a half grin at us, knowing how shocked we are.
Paige practically jumps in his lap while I stand there, mouth agape like a neanderthal. I laugh in astonishment and sit down next to Lupin, slowly clapping.
"Well you sure as shit got me. What the hell is the occasion? Trust me, I'm more than thrilled to see both of you, i'm just mildly confused." I chuckled and smiled at the both of them.
"Well, we know you both haven't seen your father in a bit and we were sent by him to see how the two of you were doing. Remus here, wanted to go it alone but in all reality, I didn't feel like dealing with any responsibilities, I just wanted to see my girls." Black gave us a toothy grin and took a swig of his fire whiskey.
There it is again. My girls.
I could feel my cheeks heating up at Sirius' charm while a hand rested on my thigh. I jolt up, needing to escape the situation.
"I'm stopping at the ladies room, I'll be back in a jiffy." I ran until I reached the mirror of the ladies room and stared at myself for a good minute.
First the twins and now Sirius and Remus? Next it's gonna be Snape or fuckin' McGonagall! I need to sort out my feelings and I need to do it fast because what in the hell-
My inner monologue was cut short when I heard a knock at the door.
"You alright in there, love?" Lupin.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm alright just needed a minute." I tried to laugh it off until he appeared in the doorway, turning around to lock the door behind him. He walked toward me with his hands in his pockets.
"Look, i'm sorry if I crossed a line. You just didn't look too great and it was more a gesture of checking in rather than anything. Truly, I do apologize for any discomfort I might've caused you." He steps closer to me and tucks a stray piece of hair behind my ear.
"Remus-" I started, placing my palms against his chest. He took in a deep breath and brought his eyes up to mine.
"It's okay darling, tell me what's wrong." He held my gaze for what seemed like ages, awaiting my response.
"You don't understand. I've been around you my whole life and the more I have grown, the more I have understood that a young woman of my age should not think about a man of your age in the way that I do. It's simply ridiculous and frankly, embarrass-" he grabs my face with both hands and pulls me in, gently placing his lips against my forehead.
Oh my fucking god.
"It's okay. Don't worry your pretty little head about it. We've spent a lot of time around each other so it makes sense." He studies me with a look of softness. His eyes soon take notice of the faint hickeys peppering the area and his face changes.
Good job, Fred.
"Do me a favor, love. Please go show whoever did this how it's really done." He kissed my neck with such delicacy I almost laughed. He then wrapped his free hand around my throat, tucking his thumb under my chin, keeping me where he wanted me. He nipped and sucked and dug his teeth into to sensitive skin of my neck, causing me to be a whimpering mess.
"Oh I will dream about those little sounds you make. Please don't stop." He growls into my skin as I refuse to hold back. He continues to lick and kiss me as if I will disappear when he stops. He soon pulls away in a fit of exasperated breaths as his eyes grow a shade darker.
"You will never know what you do to me. Sirius and I have discussed about you. You are certainly...trouble." His eyes land on my lips once again. He takes a deep breath and turns around, leaving me alone in the bathroom.
What the fuck just happened?
I arrived back at the table a few short moments later to find the three of them laughing until I reached my seat. Sirius fell completely silent once he saw my neck, or what was left of it. His attitude completely changed which was definitely not something I was used to. Paige looked at me quizzically and back at Sirius before she also, saw my neck. Her mouth flew open as she looked between Remus and I. I was fiddling with my nails while he was looking around the bar, sipping his butterbeer.
I couldn't imagine how confused she was. It's only been a week and I've had more male attention than I could've ever wished for. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth but why? Why me and why now?
My train of thought is halted in its tracks by everyone rising up from the table. I follow the group and make my way outside. Remus sparks up a cigarette and I steal it from him once more. He rolls his eyes at me and smirks while I take a drag.
"So are you telling them or am I?" Sirius raises his eyebrows and looks at Remus expectantly. Remus takes a quick drag.
"I will be your transfigurations professor this year." He smiles at Paige, whom is throwing her fists in the air and celebrating. Then his gaze reaches me and darkens.
"The whole year?" I softly question.
"The whole year." His eyes bore into mine as I sigh.
again: this is a Weasley twins x oc piece, if you don't like it-don't read it(:
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,387
Chapter 4
The party had come to an end, Paige and I being the last two guests over. We had agreed to help the boys clean up, due to losing a bet. We put on some good music and sped up the cleaning process to the best of our ability. We tied off the last couple trash bags and saw the clock was right at 3 in the morning.
"Do you two just want to stay here for the remainder of the night?" Harry's voice pipes up with the simple question that he wasn't aware was extremely weighted. The tension thickened the air instantly when Paige spoke up.
"I don't see why that would be an issue. Lee, you game?" I looked at her completely shocked that she asked zero questions.
"Where would we sleep? I don't want to wake up to your pervy house mates watching me sleep." I cross my arms over my chest and look at everyone expectantly.
"You can crash with us, Lady Bird, and Paige can crash with Ronald. Boom. Problem solved." George throws everyone a thumbs up and starts making his way up the stairs to his room. Paige looked at me and shrugged, also making her way up the stairs. I guess i'm the only one that thinks this is a recipe for disaster. I reach the bottom of the stairs when Fred appears next to me.
"After you." He motions up the stairs with his hand and a sly smirk dances on his lips. I start walking up, his eyes burning a hole through my dress. I then arrive at their door and turn the handle as quietly as I can. Once I close the door behind me, I turn to be welcomed with the mixed scents of smoke and cinnamon. I see various reds and greens strewn across the room, differentiating their things. I also see George fixing up a makeshift bed with a ton of blankets.
"So Lady Bird, you'll be in my bed and i'll be on the floor." Fred guides me toward his side of the room and smiles at me warmly.
"Unless you get too cold and want some body heat." George looks up at me and winks. I laugh and roll my eyes in response. As i'm about to ask for some pajamas, Fred throws a shirt and some boxers my way. I thank him and move to the bathroom to change. I quickly get dressed and go make myself comfortable in my bed for the night.
"Thanks for sleeping on the floor, Fred." I express to the darkness.
"Uh huh." he responds.
"Fred are you really upset?" George laughs.
"It's cold down here and my bed is soft." Fred pouts while we continue to laugh.
"You offered this, I don't know what you want from me." I shrug even though he can't see me.
"I know what he wants from you-" I hear George start before he's cut off by a loud smack, followed by a tiny 'ow'. I giggle at their nonsense and bid them goodnight, slowly drifting off to sleep.
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I open my eyes and quickly understand it's still the middle of the night, however my bladder doesn't have any concept of time. After I relieve myself, I carefully tip toe over to the bed when I accidentally kick the fuck out of Fred. I fell to my knees and pressed my palms against him, profusely apologizing. He's lightly chuckling at me and reassuring that he's okay when I go to get up. He grabs my ankle.
"Can I please share the bed with you? It really sucks down here." Fred is practically pleading. I can't blame him, considering I just kicked him. On the other hand, I want to have fun with this.
"You have to ask me from your knees."
"Are you fucking mad?" He stares at me.
"Have fun on the ground, Weasley." I sit on the side of the bed.
"Wait, hold on." He grabs my ankle once again and slides over in front of me. His hands drift up my legs and land high up on my thighs. He lifts himself to his knees as his hands trail up my sides. At this moment, we are eye to eye thanks to the foot's difference in our height. He pushes my hair behind my ear and leans in towards me.
"May I..." he whispers and his lips meet my neck.
"Please..." kiss.
"Sleep with..." kiss.
"You." another kiss.
No longer able to control myself, I grab his face in my hands and bring his lips to mine. He tastes slightly of vanilla which makes me weak in the knees. He hovers over me and places his hand under my back, moving us towards the headboard. His lips move softly against mine, bringing a small moan from the back of my throat. He starts kissing my chest and inching his way up my neck, placing hickeys along the way. He then grips the back of my neck with his other hand and bites my lower lip, kissing me hard.
This lights a fire in me and guides me to flip us over so I'm straddling him. I remove my shirt and he continues to run his hands down my body, leaving a trail of fire wherever he touches. I moan into his mouth as I start to fumble with the waistband of his boxers. He begins to smile into the kiss as he grabs my hand, moving it away. I pull out of the kiss.
"What's wrong?" I whisper.
"I really think we've both had a lot to drink and need to slow down here." He lightly chuckles. I pull back, almost offended at the statement after he just begged to get in this bed with me.
"If that's how you feel i'm not arguing with you." I get off of him and turn my back to him, pulling the covers up around my neck.
"You can sleep here but if I feel you even so much as breathe on me, i'm pushing you on the floor." I mumble towards the wall.
"I'm real sorry Lady Bird, I didn't mean to piss you off." He almost sounded concerned, but I really couldn't give less of a fuck to be honest.
"Please, Frederick. I'm trying to sleep." I try to get him to stop talking and leave me be.
"Lee, i'm serious i'm not trying to offend you." He goes to place a hand on my arm, but I quickly put a pillow between us, making him draw his arm back rather quickly.
"Fred. Shut the fuck up. Please." I really just don't want to talk about it anymore at this point.
"Seriously? Lee, come on now." He once again goes to grab my arm.
"Fred I am not fucking around. I will push you off of this bed." I glare at him over my shoulder. He finally lays down flat on his back.
"Merlin, Fred. She only had to ask you to stop about seventy times." George pipes up from a few feet away, followed by another loud smack and a small 'ow'. I smile a bit at the wall. I start getting comfortable, when moments later I realize I can't sleep.
Did I come on too strong? Is he not as attracted to me as I think he is? Am I obsessed with him?
So many questions and thoughts are running through my head, making it even harder for me to relax. I then feel a calloused hand grab onto my upper thigh, pulling me backward. My back hits a toned chest and I then realize that the pillow is gone.
I feel a soft kiss on the top of my head as his arms wrap around me tightly. I'm still upset but I'm too tired to push him away.
"You seriously don't know how long i've waited to kiss you again. I am very grateful for the opportunity." I feel another kiss on the top of my head, followed by a deep inhale and sigh.
think about walking into the kitchen of the burrow, intending to make a cup of tea but instead, you find yourself interrupting a rather heated discussion between three of five Weasley boys.
"sorry, should I go?" you kinda laugh, trying to ease the tension. Bill crosses his arms and draws in a breath.
"no. no. do not bring her into this." Fred cuts him off while George brings his fingers to his temples.
"no, fuck you. i'm asking her." Bill barks at Fred and turns to you.
"so when you're fucking a guy and he's behind you..." George's hand clamps over Bill's mouth as Fred's eyes go wide, almost like they're both mortified. Bill finally wrestles off the maniac and goes to finish his sentence.
"as i was saying; when you're intimate with a man and you vocalize that you like something, you don't want him to stop that thing, right?" Bill gets out his question while simultaneously fighting off the boys. Once it's hanging in the air, they all fall silent and look at you expectantly.
"well...right. if it's a good flow, why ruin the flow?" you try to stay neutral, not knowing where this conversation is going.
"okay see?" Bill looks back at George and Fred, starting up their little argument once more.
"so what kinds of things are we talking about?" a new voice chimes into the conversation.
Charlie.
"Freddy here was just asking for advice and he didn't believe my opinions were correct, so i brought in the opposite sex for further investigation." Bill straightens his shoulders out as Charlie walks closer. they hug and Charlie turns to you, his eyes trailing up and down your figure while you feel your face heating up.
"and what did miss sex expert have to say?" he smirks at your blushed cheeks. you look up at him through your eyelashes and smile innocently.
this is a Weasley twins x oc piece & if you don't like it then don't read it(:
female reader; first person pov; slow burn; smut; minors-DNI
wc: 1,523
Chapter 3
The days slowly drifted by, as the first week normally does. It also doesn't help that everyone is looking forward to the "welcome back" party being held in the Gryffindor common room tonight. The winner of the quidditch cup tends to host the next year's introduction celebration. A small tradition I'm getting to experience for the second time. I need to see what Paige has to wear because I definitely don't have anything.
Soon enough Friday's classes come to a close and I meet Paige back at our dorm. I walk in to find her scrambling through my closet. I cross my arms and laugh at her attempt to find something.
"Best of luck to you, I already knew I wouldn't have anything to wear. Quick trip to Hogsmeade?" I grab my wand and my wallet, not even waiting on her response and rip her out of our room.
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We didn't find much of anything at the first store.
Everything was way too expensive and all of the fabrics were slightly itchy. At the second store, Paige found this beautiful floor-length lilac slip dress which was practically a second skin. It complimented her so well, yet I was simultaneously losing hope because the party was in three hours.
We walk up to the third store and it was like a light beamed down on this tiny gorgeous black whimsical halter dress. I yanked it straight off the rack and bolted to a dressing room. To my complete surprise it fit me perfectly. I showed Paige and we both jumped around, thrilled that we found dresses at the last minute. I paid for the dress and we made it back to the dorm with an hour to get ready.
Paige got ready in the bathroom while I sat on the floor in front of our tall mirror. We both did a grand reveal once every last hair was in place. She decided on an elegant fishtail braid off to the side with tiny strands framing her face and some lavender eyeshadow. She accompanied the dress with a pair of strappy silver heels that showed off her white pedicure as well as a silver clutch and my god she was an angel.
I, on the other hand, straightened my hair and put it in a slicked-back ponytail, my bangs bouncy as ever. I decided on a pair of black stilettos and a small black wristlet. We fed each other a slew of compliments, fixed our lipstick and with that, we were off.
We arrive in front of the painting of the large woman and see that Neville is manning the door.
"Well hello ladies, welcome back to Hogwarts, you two look rather lovely this evening." He stated with a bow.
"Well thank you very much, Neville, you're lookin' pretty dapper yourself." I curtsey back at him and flash him a smile. He smiles back and opens the door to our night of debauchery and chaos.
We dance our way over to the refreshment table as Dirty Laundry by Don Henley rattles our bones. I mix myself a fire whiskey and coke, down a few swigs and turn to face the party, unaware of mister Oliver Wood standing directly behind me. His eyes raked my body and a beautiful smirk appeared on his face.
"Well you sure clean up nicely, Scamanders. Honestly, wow." He glanced between Paige and I, then grabbed my hand, kissing my knuckles while maintaining eye contact. I look over his shoulder to see Fred and George in the middle of a conversation, when Oliver brings my attention back to him.
"Wanna dance?" he raises his eyebrows awaiting my answer. Feeling the few sips of my drink, I give him a nod and a small smile as we make our way to the open area that was deemed the dance floor. We start bouncing and swaying about, really enjoying ourselves. Every once in a while he'd bust out some ridiculous dance move which didn't fail to make me laugh.
After the song ended, I stepped off to the side to take a few more sips of my drink when I glance up to find George's eyes dead on me. Just as I was about to wave, I feel a hand snake around my waist.
"Please don't do that again." I hear a rasp that made my cheeks heat.
"Frederick I'm not clear as to what you're referring to." I try to spin and face him, but his arm grips me tighter.
"You don't recall? Let me refresh your memory." He whispers in my ear and guides me to the dance floor, my back pressed to his abdomen. His hands are glued to my hips as he starts grinding mine against his. I soon realize what game he's playing and now I am determined to make him regret it. I started grinding into him harder and felt his grip tighten. I swayed to the beat of the music and threw my arm back around his neck which gained me a low moan in my right ear.
"You're too hot for your own good, Lady Bird. You've got no clue what you do to me." He ran his hands up and down my sides, making me gasp. He grabs my hand and spins me around to face him, then placed one leg between mine, fitting us together like puzzle pieces while we danced. He looks down into my eyes and something in me told me he was going to kiss me, but to my dismay the song ended. For a minute there I forgot we weren't alone in this room.
"My turn! My turn!" Angelina Johnson then runs over as Fred rolls his eyes."I want a piece of whatever you've got on that dance floor." She then proceeds to ogle Fred and boost his ego further.
"Have fun, Weasley. I'm going to top off my drink anyways." I leave him to deal with the crazy and meander over to the refreshments table once again.
"I've been looking everywhere for you! Where have you been? And what in the hell was that with Wood? No fraternizing with the enemy!" Paige grabs my arms and shakes me on that last note.
"Okay no more drinks for you. Wood asked me to dance so I said sure and it was fun. As for where i've been, someone got jealous and spent the last song dancing with me." I turn towards my new drink and take a sip.
"Oh which one was it this time?" She raises her eyebrows at me, practically making me choke on my drink.
"Oi, Lady Bird, thanks for leaving me with no defenses." Fred comes jogging over to us.
"Settle down, Frederick. You're a big boy." I say while pinching his cheek. Paige looks at me as her jaw drops once she connects the dots. I smile and nod at her while Fred rambles a bunch of nonsense about finding his brothers. He departs while Paige grabs my arm.
"And he's just going to act like nothing happened?" She looks after him rather puzzled.
"I guess so but honestly this is only the beginning of the party and I'm here to stop thinking, not to overthink." I send a cheers her way and down half of my drink when I see George beelining my way with a mildly annoyed look on his face. He clutches my bicep and pulls me over to the dance floor, despite my minor protests. He grabs my hand in his and places his other arm around my waist like we're about to slow dance. I hear a deep sigh escape his lips.
"Now, I've had a couple drinks but I just want you aware that you really ticked me and Fred off, yeah?" I furrow my eyebrows at his statement, a bit confused.
"You made Fred angry by being friendly with mister Wood. You pissed me off by showing off with my brother instead of me." He states matter-of-factly and then pushes me away for a spin.
"Lady bird, you're asking for trouble if you keep it up." He firmly says in my ear as I'm stunned by the feelings of desire and lust rushing through me. He spins me one last time and bows as if thanking me for the dance, then pivots on his heel and walks away.
I find Paige's eyes in the crowd, ensuring she saw everything. She stared at me with wide eyes and then I see Ron's red mop arrive next to her. She broke our eye contact and gave him all of her attention. It was in this moment that I decided to observe them. I was hoping he was going to ask her to dance but it seems like he just said a few words to her and then disappeared. She looked back at me with pink cheeks.
