A/N: Well, this is the first chapter of the last of my little trilogy. First thing's first, I am in no way, in any shape or form, JK Rowling. Now that that's done we can move on, I just want to say that I have had a lot of fun writing these stories, and although I didn't get as many readers and reviews that I would have liked, I am still happy that I have written things, because it's not about quantity but quality, and those of you that had read Heir to Apophis Slytherin, formerly known as When Fred Met Lilia, from the very beginning and have continued on this journey with me, I want to thank you. But enough with all of this sappy stuff. Just some quick back ground, Dumbledore is dead, Voldemort chose Theo Nott to kill him, and that was really the only change. Everything else happened the same, except for it was happening to Theo Nott and not Draco. We are moving on with the story!

Lilia could feel the anticipation in the air. Tonight was the night that their plan to get Harry out of Privet Drive safely was about to happen. But even though she felt excited for something to finally happy, she was nervous. The Death Eaters aren't supposed to know what's about to happen, but she still worried, and she knew that everyone else was worried too.

"Are you feeling ok love," Fred asked from behind her, a broom in his hand. She took a deep sigh as she summoned her broom to her, her mother sending it from America. She felt his hand land on her shoulder, trying to knead away the tenseness that seemed to have kept her wound up. She felt a small tingle run down her back and up her neck as the blood rushed through her veins.

"I feel fine, I'm just worried," she replied, then stepped back a little, leaning into Fred. He wrapped an arm around her so that his hand landed on her hip. He kissed the top of her head, and Lilia could feel his nervousness through their bond. She looked up at him, her green eyes sparkling faintly from the moon light.

"Don't act like I'm the only one," she said to him, her lips twitching at the corners slightly, "I can feel that you're nervous as well." She felt him sigh as his chin rested on top of her head.

"I'm nervous, but we have some extra people, so we will be fine. Everything is going to go according to plan. Let's just worry about us. You are going to fly in front of me," Fred said matter-of-factly and Lilia felt some anger begin to build up in her.

"I will not be shielded like some little girl. And you are the one that looks like him, you should fly in front of me. And I am perfectly capable of handling myself Frederick Weasley," she said as she whirled around, poking him in the chest forcefully. He put his hands up in surrender, a wide smile on his face.

"You are absolutely right Mrs. Fred Weasley," he said in his teasing tone, and she stopped poking his chest, crossing her arms and glaring at him. He kept the smile on his face as he leaned down and kissed her nose, "You are very cute when you are angry."

"Hmph," she huffed out and turned away from him. He began to kiss soft nips on her neck and shoulder. He smiled against her skin when he felt her shiver at his touch.

"I love you Lilia," he whispered into her hear, his hot breath tickling the shell of it. He then placed her lobe into his mouth, lightly suckling on it, making her shiver again. He knew how to get to her, and he could feel arousal through the bond.

"If you two are quite finished over there," Mad-eye said brusquely from where he stood with a few others at the edge of the yard of the Burrow, "We would like to get a move on before the dark lord gets wind of our plan!" Lilia quickly stepped away from Fred promptly, a small blush to her otherwise emotionless face. Fred had a huge grin on his face as he walked to the others as well. Mad-eye nodded firmly, then looked around to see if everyone was there.

"Good, now let's hurry up and go get Potter. I would just like to say that if one of us doesn't make it tonight, it was an honor working with ya," Moody told the group of people, his voice rough and strong, contradicting the soft words. Everyone who had brooms began to apparate to Little Whinging, while those on Thestrals mounted them and flew off towards Pivet Drive. Lilia looked at Fred, a small smile on her face. She winked at him, then gave a small wave.

"See you on the other side hun," she said cheekily, then left with a small pop. Fred smiled at the area where she was and quickly followed, landing right in the Dursley's living room. The others had already gotten there and were punctually giving Harry various hugs and kisses on the cheeks, mostly coming from the females. Fred stood beside Lilia and George and Cassi, George's long-time girlfriend. They were all looking at Harry expectantly, who was looking at all of them the same way.

"So," Harry said slowly, "What's the plan?"

Mad-eye began to hand small vials out to the respective people; Hermione, Ron, George, Fred, Fleur, and Draco. Harry watched him hand out the vials with a confused look on his face.

"We'll go in pairs. That way, if there's anyone out there waiting for us-and I reckon there will be-they won't know which Harry Potter is the real one," Mad-eye said to the room, and everyone unstopped the vials, waiting for the raven hairs that would eventually make their way in there.

"The real one?" Harry asked, even more confused than before, not noticing Hermione move behind him and pull out a thick bunch of hairs. Harry gasped from the pain, clutching to where she had plucked, and watched her drop into the vials.

"I believe you're familiar with this particular brew?" Moody asked, and Lilia watched as everything became clear for Harry. First shock, then anger, then finally fear resting on his face. He shook his head vehemently, looking at everyone that was there, getting ready to risk their lives to save his.

"No, absolutely not," Harry practically screamed. Everyone looked at him, shocked at the way he had reacted. Harry looked at everyone and shook his head, "I won't allow you guys to risk your lives pretending to be me. He's not after you, he's after me." Lilia walked over to him and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, a defiant yet slightly amused look on her face.

"When are you going to get it through you thick skull Potter," she knocked on his head with her knuckles, "That we are in this together. You aren't going through it alone, and we are following through with this plan even if we have to tie you up and stuff you in Hagrid's side car ourselves. So either you comply with our demands, or we steal you away, against your will, and at that point you won't be able to use your wand, so really you're putting more people in danger that way than if you just went along with it."

Harry stared at her, his eyes wide, while she spoke. She finished off her speech with a cheerful smile. They continued to stare at each other for what seemed like forever before Harry finally nodded his acquiescence.

"Fine," he said curtly, and the others downed their potions, nervous smiles on their faces. Their skin began to bubble as they transformed into the Boy Who Lived. Lilia and Cassi stood beside the twins who began to shrink, their clothes looking three times their size

"We're identical," the twins exclaimed as they looked at each other through new eyes. Lilia laughed, then squealed when an arm wrapped around her waist, dipping her low.

"Well hello beautiful," Fred said and began to lean in for a kiss, but Lilia pushed his face away from her.

"Fred, I love you, I really do," she began, and she gave him a pained yet entertained look, "But I can't kiss you while you look like Harry. It's just way too weird." Fred laughed as he up righted his wife, having to tip-toe a bit to give her a kiss on the cheek, a huge smile on his face.

"I love you too Lilia, even if you won't kiss me. Are you saying that I'm ugly," he asked her, and all eyes landed her, especially Harry who watched her with a smiling look, waiting for her to answer. She looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"No," she said a bit too earnestly, "No, not at all! You are very good looking! It's just its Harry freaking Potter! The only one that really wants to kiss him is Ginny! And she's not here! So, yea," she finished lamely, making everyone laugh. Mad-eye cleared his throat and slammed his staff down on the ground to get everyone focused again. The Harry Potters began to change into the same outfit that they had transfigured for tonight. Mad-eye magically gave the spectacles-less Harrys the proper glasses, and soon there were seven copies of Harry Potter. Mad-eye nodded in approval, then looked at Harry to explain the plan.

"Fleur is flying with Bill, Hermione with Kingsley, Draco with Arthur, Fred with Lilia, George with Cassiopeia, and Ron with Tonks. You'll be riding with Hagrid. You are going to go to the Tonks' residence and take a port key to the Burrow. Everyone has their own respective places they need to go to. You worry about yourself and Hagrid. We'll see you at the Burrow. Remember, focus on yourself, and Hagrid," Mad-eye told him. When Harry nodded in agreement, everyone grabbed their respective brooms and they all walked outside together. Bill and Fleur got on the thestral that was sitting there, and Hermione and Kingsley got on the other one. The thestrals ran down the street before taking flight. Harry got into the side car that was hooked up to Hagrid's motorcycle, and they drove down the street before taking to the air as well. Lilia stood next to Fred, her broom in her hand. Even though he was a different person, she knew that it was her Fred.

"Ready baby," she asked, her voice trying to sound cheerful, but Fred could hear the fear in it He nodded and they mounted the brooms. Lilia could feel her heart beginning to race. She could feel that something was going to go wrong tonight. They looked at each other one more time before kicking off. They were high up in the air, the wind from the fast flying whipping their hair all over the place. They weren't even in the air for a full moment before they were attacked by Death Eaters.

"Harry, look," Lilia called, not wanting to give away that it wasn't the real Harry Potter. Fred looked behind him and saw the Death Eater inch closer to Lilia. Lilia drew her wand out, throwing any curses and hexes she could think of over her shoulder to get the Death Eater off of their backs. "Sectumsempra," she yelled, and the curse barely missed him. Soon another came to the other Death Eater's aid, and Fred was battling it out with that one.

Lilia shot out as many as she could at the same time, but he always was able to move away at the exact moment it was about to hit him. He moved in closer to her, flying right beside her, his masked face so close to hers. She was about hit him with a spell when she saw that right after Fred had dispatched the Death Eater he had been fighting with, Voldemort appeared right beside him. Lilia screamed before picking up her speed to get next to her cousin. Fred was throwing curses at the dark lord, who easily deflected them. Lilia saw Voldemort raise his wand to hit Fred, and she got right in between them.

"No, you can't take him," she screamed at Voldemort, who scowled at her before disappearing in the dark smoke. The Death Eater that had first attacked them flew next to her again, and then she was hit with a hot, blinding pain. "RRAAAGH," she screamed in pain as she fell off of her broom, barely holding one with one had. She continued the pressure on the broom to keep it flying, her entire body feeling as if it were on fire. All of her nerve endings were on edge as she tried to hold onto her broom with all of her strength.

"Lilia," Fred screamed as he hit the Death Eater with a curse, knocking him out and making him fall from the sky. Fred dashed to Lilia's side, her broom still moving at top speed. He realized what she was doing to keep the broom flying, but didn't really think about it, trying to get to her before she fell. He could feel a cold sweat break out over his skin at the thought of losing her. He saw her grip loosening on the broom, and felt like the world froze as he watched her let go of the broom and begin to plummet to the ground. She made no sound as she watched him fly to her with wide eyes. She felt her fear freeze her, not noticing anything except for Fred. She just wished that she would be able to see his face when she died.

He pushed the limits of the broom to its upper limit, but she was still falling too fast. He was too far away when she had fallen, and all he could think about was his life without her if he didn't get to her in time. And then he was hit with a flash back from two years ago when they were at the Burrow.

"I can sense that barrier where it reaches its ultimate speed and push past it." Her voice echoed in his head, and he felt for the barrier that he remembered from the time before, and imagined it breaking to allow for light. Suddenly he was zooming through the sky, the air whistling through his ears, and he got as close to Lilia as he could. He placed his arm out, but she couldn't grab onto it from the pain. He moved in closer till his body was practically flush against hers, his breathing ragged as he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding onto her as tightly as he could. Her broom was less than an inch away and as she go ton behind him on the broom, he reached for it, knowing it had been a custom made broom just for her. He felt her arms wrap around his waist, and heard the hiss of pain.

"Cruciatus curse," Lilia whispered weakly into his ear. He nodded as he flew them to the Burrow. They had missed their port key, and he figured that Voldemort knew he wasn't the real Harry, so his hounds wouldn't follow them. He gripped on to her broom, but was finding it difficult to fly with it.

"Can you hold on to your broom," he asked her. When he felt her nod he handed it clumsily handed it to her. His heart had finally begun to slow down as they reached the Burrow, thinking that the night couldn't get worse. But as the couple landed on the ground Hermione ran out, still in Harry's clothes. A look of intense worry was on her face, and he could tell it was about his twin. As he began to walk to her he felt himself grow tall again, his skin bubbling as he turned back into himself. He held Lilia closed to him and they walked as quickly as they could to the home.

"It's George, he was hit with a curse," Hermione huffed out, and clutched on to Lilia as well, trying to help her. Fred looked at the two women, fear back on his face.

"Take Lilia into the house, she was hit with the Cruciatus," he said to Hermione, then gave an apologetic look to his wife.

"Go to him, I'll be fine," Lilia rasped out, and Fred nodded before running into the house. Lilia looked to Hermione, who had tears in her eyes.

"How bad is it," she asked her friend, and became even more worried when a tear fell down Hermione's face.

"It's bad. He lost his ear," Hermione told her, and Lilia picked up her pace, hissing out in pain as she worked her tender muscles. Hermione tried to slow her down, "You need to take it easy Lilia, you were hit with a powerful curse."

"I need to get in there. I just need to get in there," Lilia told her over and over. Draco saw his best friend and the love of his life walk to the door, and he ran out.

"What happened," he asked as he gathered Lilia in his arms. Lilia had tears in her eyes as well, but they hadn't fallen yet.

"Was hit with a Cruciatus," Hermione informed him and they ran as fast as they could into the house. Lilia allowed for her tears to fall when she saw Fred huddled over George, Cassi crying next to him as she brushed away George's hair continuously. Lilia hit Draco's arm hard.

"Put me down," she told him, and growled when he shook his head, "Draco Malfoy, you put me down this instant, or I swear to Merlin I will hex you into oblivion." He glared at her as he placed her next to Fred, and everyone watched the small group. Molly's and Cassi's sobs were the only thing that filled the air as they waited for George to wake up. Lilia saw that Fred was shedding silent tears as well.

"I can't believe I let this happen, I should have protected him better," Cassi said through her sobs, and Fred wrapped an arm around her. Lilia leaned against him, and fought to cry out in pain. Her whole entire body felt like she was still on fire. But it was nowhere near as bad as when she had been initially hit. She huddled her body closer to Fred's till she was almost underneath him.

"This isn't your fault Cassi," Lilia said as she grabbed her hand, purple eyes met green and Lilia squeezed her hand, which she squeezed back. "There wasn't anything you could have done to prevent this," Lilia told her and Cassi nodded unsurely, but all movement stopped when George groaned out softly, his body shifting slightly. Fred touched his cheek in disbelief.

"Georgie," Fred whispered hopefully, and Lilia's heart clenched when she heard the sound. He should never sound like that. George groaned again as his eyes fluttered open for a moment before closing again. Fred brushed his hair that had fallen in his face, "Georgie, how are you feeling?"

"Saint-like," George said, his voice light and airy. Lilia's eyes widened at his words. Fred's did too, but he also looked confused.

"Saint-like," Fred asked, and grabbed his twins hand, holding onto it tightly. George nodded then looked at his worried brother.

"I'm holy. I'm holy Fred, ya geddit," George asked as his eyes opened up completely, a smile on his face. Fred snorted as relieved tears rolled down his face.

"With the whole wide world of ear-related humour, you go for I`m holey, pathetic," Fred said to him, making George snort, a happy smile on his face.

"Reckon I'm still better looking than you," George told him, and Fred snorted again, moving away so that Cassi could hug him. George held her close to him as he smoother her away from her face. He smiled at her, looking deep into her violet pools.

"I'm sorry George," Cassi told him, and he gave her a confused smile.

"What do you have to be sorry about love," he asked her, and held her to him again as she broke down into tears once more.

"I didn't protect you! I should have been paying attention to what you were doing to stop it," she said t him, and he gave a small chuckle. She looked up at him, a glare in her eyes that wasn't as intimidating because of the tears. "What are you laughing at George Fabian Weasley?"

"Answer carefully brother," Bill said from the side, "She said your whole name, she means business." Cassi looked at him expectantly, her tears finally drying.

"I'm sitting here, worried sick, and you laugh at me? Thinking it's my fault, and you don't even have the decency to answer! I can't believe you," Cassi screeched at him, and began to stand up from his embrace, but he pulled her back to him.

"I was laughing at how ridiculous you were acting," he told her, and her mouth fell open resentfully, and he continued, "Because none of this is your fault! You are not to blame for the curse hitting me, Snape is."

"Snape did what," Lilia shrieked this time, and everyone turned to look at her. Fred tried to calm her down, but she kept her eyes on George, "Snape was the one that hit you?" She fell to her knees when he nodded yes. Fred landed next to her, trying to soothe her.

"He betrayed us," Harry said angrily from the corner he had been standing in. He was fuming, his body practically shaking in anger.

"Harry, now isn't the time," Fred said to him as he lifted a crying Lilia into his arms. Harry glared at Fred, and Fred glared back, "I know you're pissed, but Lilia and George need to be attended to." Fred looked at everyone, then realized that someone was missing. "Where's Mad-eye?" Everyone turned silent, looking at each other. Bill looked at everyone with sad eyes.

"Mad-eye is dead," he said, and the atmosphere instantly turned sad. Lilia looked at Hermione clutching on to Draco, and Ron leaning on a wall, his arms crossed, staring into the empty air, processing the information. Lilia began to cry again, her body still feeling tender, not being able to hold it in any longer. Fred held her tighter in his arms, kissing her head as he rubbed her back in soothing circles.

"You need rest Lilia," Fred whispered to her, and even though she knew she had to, she shook her head no.

"No, I'm staying down here," she told him through her sobs that had begun to slow down. Fred glared down at her.

"You need to go lie down Lilia," he told her, his voice firm, and she glared up at him.

"No," she said more determinedly, "I'm staying down here Frederick. George is getting to stay down here."

"He just lost an ear; you were hit with the Cruciatus. I would say your curse tops his curse. Now either you comply or I carry you up there myself. You need to get your strength back up, and staying down here isn't going to do anything but make me worry. And I've done enough worrying for an entire life time," Fred said to her, and she was about to resist when George stepped in.

"She can lay on the couch with me Fred," George offered, causing his twin to glare at him. George looked pointedly back, "She needs to be around family and friends Fred, not cooped up in a room by her-self." The twins stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before Fred was sighing and giving in.

"Fine, but you're staying on the couch, and when I feel like you need to, I'm taking you upstairs to bed," Fred told her and she nodded in agreement. Fred began to magically expand so that Lilia could fit on it as well. He also made a couple of more pillows out of the cushions of the couch while George finished getting his ear wrapped up. When everything was finished, Fred picked up Lilia bridal style and gently placed her next to his brother.

"I can walk you know," she told him as he positioned her on the couch. Fred snorted.

"Hardly," he told her as Mrs. Weasley handed him a small vial. Lilia glared at him while he sat down next to her and passed the vial to her, "Here is a potion to help with the tenderness. I want you to drink it and rest. You won't be any good if you can't move."

"Yes father," she said to him sarcastically. She snatched the vial from his hand and tossed it down her throat, her face grimacing from the taste of it. Fred took the vial from her hand and set it on the table before gathering Lilia in his arms, burrowing his face into her hair.

"I love you," he whispered into her ear, and she smiled while she ran her hands through his hair. She kissed his cheek before pulling back to see his face. There was relief in his eyes, and she knew that he had been scared straight for almost two hours.

"I love you too," she told him and kissed him gently on the lips, "I'm here and George is here. We are both fine."

"I almost lost you tonight. I should never have let you gone on the mission. It was too dangerous," Fred said to her, and she looked at him, slightly taken aback.

"You didn't let me do anything. I went on my own, and I still would have gone, even if you didn't want me to. I said that I would fight with you Fred, this is me fighting with you. So stop with the guilt right now, or else I'll have Cassi and Ginny smack you, since I can't really do it myself right now," she joked slightly, but she saw him open his mouth to argue.

"But, what if we just -"

"Do you want me to add Hermione to the mix? I'm sure she would be happy to smack you for me," she said to him, a smile gracing her lips when he sighed in agreement. She gave him another peck on the lips, making him smile. He kissed her again as everyone sat around the couch, solemn looks on their faces at the loss of Mad-eye. Fred moved a chair next to his wife and twin, Cassi sitting beside him. Glasses were magically passed around to the group of people, and fire whiskey made it into them.

"To Mad-eye, a warrior till the very end," Remus said, raising his glass into the air, everyone that had one followed, and "To Mad-eye" came out in a low hum. Fred tossed his drink back, relishing in the burn of it making its way down his throat and settling in a warm heat in the pit of his stomach. Small conversations began, and Fred noticed Lilia curled up next to George, asleep.

He set down his glass and lifted her into his arms, holding her close to him. He was about to stand, but plopped back next to his twin, tears in his eyes. George scooted slowly toward him, wrapping an arm around Fred while Fred rocked back in forth with Lilia in his arms, so deep in sleep that she didn't notice his turmoil.

"What's wrong Freddie," George asked quietly, and everyone looked at them when they heard a sniffle coming from the couch. Fred took a shuttering breath before answering him.

"You-Know-Who came to us," Fred said quietly, clutching her closer to him. He opened his eyes and looked at George, "He was about to hit me with a spell, and she got in between us. She said something, I don't know what, I was too far away, but he just scowled at her and left. She stood up to him for me. I was never more scared in my entire life, until the Death Eater that had been chasing us hit her with the Cruciatus, and she fell off her broom, hanging there by one hand." The room was quiet as they listened to his story, but Fred tore his gaze away from his twin to gaze at Lilia's peaceful face. He gently touched her cheek with a brush of his knuckles, and she shifted slightly, murmuring his name, but never woke up.

"She's ok now Fred," George said reassuringly, but sucked in a breath at the emotion when he saw in his brother's eyes. He hadn't seen so much fear in years.

"She fell, George," Fred whispered, and Draco was now next to him near Lilia's head. Draco gently combed her hair with his hands, fear in his eyes as well. Fred looked back at Lilia's sleeping face and continued in a broken voice, "She was falling, and I was almost too late to catch her. I could feel my heart stop as I watched her plummeting to the ground. I was almost too slow to catch her. I almost lost her." His voice caught in his throat, making Lilia wake up. Her eyes fluttered open, her peaceful face immediately changing to worry.

"Fred, baby, what's wrong," she asked, but she already knew what he was thinking about. He was thinking about her fall. She lifted herself out of his arms, wrapping hers around his neck. He burrowed his face into her neck, his sobs muffled. Almost losing her broke something in him, and she had no clue how to fix it. George joined in the hug, trying to bring peace to his other half.

"We are fine Fred," George said to his twin, "She's here and safe in your arms. We are home and safe. There is nothing to worry about except for your less than attractive face," George joked, and Fred released a small chuckle. He turned his face out to George, his eyes red from crying, but a smirk on his face.

"I still look better than you Forge," Fred told him, and George laughed.

"That's not what your wife was saying last night," George said, and both Cassi and Lilia smacked him on the back of his head. George gave an apologetic, but laughing smile on his face. Fred laughed at him before looking back at Lilia, her green eyes soothing him. She placed her hand on his face before giving him a tender press of lips.

"You're tired Fred. Let's go to bed. And if you make one off colored joke you won't be getting any at all for a week," she told him threateningly, her forefinger waving in his face. He grabbed the offending finger, moving it away from his face so he could lean in to kiss her more passionately. He was vaguely aware of the fact that almost everyone was still watching them. He looked over Lilia's shoulder to find that his assumption was true. He broke away from his wife, lifting her up in his arms again.

"Don't you lot have something else to do other than watch us," he asked. He noticed some of their cheeks flush, and Bill hold Fleur closer to him.

"You two are just so beautiful," Fleur told him in her thick accent before turning to Bill and giving him a kiss. Fred shrugged before smiling at Lilia and taking her up the stairs to the twins' former room. He pulled out his wand after setting her gently on her feet, and separated the two beds, one to one side of the room, and one to the other. He then expanded the bed to a queen before placing up a barrier so that they could have some semblance of privacy. He placed his wand back in his back pocket before picking Lilia back up, making her giggle. He walked over to their bed, and casted a silencing charm, so that they would be alone.

He laid her gently on the bed, settling in beside her, reminding him of their days at Hogwarts together. He began to run his hands all over her body, a smile on his face when she shivered at his touch. He tugged lightly on the bottom of her shirt, telling her that he was about to pull it off. She nodded and lifted her upper body up so that he could pull it over her head. Her hands smoothed over his lean, yet muscular arms before tugging his shirt over his head. She kissed his stomach, her hands fumbling with his jean button. He grabbed her hands, lifting them over her head while he kissed down her body. She arched her back to him, and wrapped her legs around his waist, sighing with contentedness. He ran one hand slowly up and down her jean clad leg before unbuttoning it as well. He released both of her hands to pull down her jeans slowly, kissing her long legs. She hummed with happiness before grabbing his head and pulling him back up to kiss her on the lips. Soon they had his pants off, and Lilia pushed him back so that she was above him.

"We should be taking it easy Lil," he said in a moan as she kissed, nipped, and licked down his body. He looked down and locked eyes with her.

"I don't want to take it easy Fred," she said in between kisses. She dragged her body up against his, kissing his jaw, neck, and finally lips. "All I want is you." Fred grabbed her arms gently before flipping them, his weight on top of her. He ran his hands over her hips, enjoying the flair of them before hooking his fingers under her panties and pulling them down. She gasped as he unclipped her bra, his body totally covering hers, his body heat keeping her warm. He kissed her all over her face; her cheeks, her forehead, her jaw, her lips, before moving oh so slowly down. He kept it slow, knowing that she need to relax, not be riled up. He couldn't help but groan as she clawed her nails down his back. He placed a gentle kiss on each mound, making her gasp and arch her back to him, but he kept it slow as he moved all over her body. Where his mouth couldn't touch, his hands did, but he kept it slow.

"I love you Lilia," he whispered in her ear before nibbling on her lobe. She hummed again, pushing his boxer down over his legs. Both of them now were completely now, sweat slicking their skin. Lilia could feel her body heat up where ever he touched, and couldn't fight the arousal that was running through her body. She loved touching him. Loved the feel of his skin underneath her hands and lips. It always felt like the first time to her, with the beauty of it, and she couldn't fight the tears that had sprung to her eyes when he entered her. He kissed them away as they fell down her cheeks, holding her close to him.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered in her ear as he moved inside her. Fred never felt more love for her than he did tonight, and he wanted to treat her like the queen he saw her as. He lifted them both up so that she was straddling him, and brushed some hair away from her face. He kissed her deeply, their tongues gliding across each other smoothly. He held her even tighter to him when the tears fell down her face again. He kissed them away as he felt the pressure build inside him. He knew she was close as well when her gasps and hums became breathy moans.

"Fred," she said his name as she came undone, Fred following close behind her. He held onto her as he got them under the covers, running his hands through her hair and kissing her cheek occasionally. He settled behind her, his arm over her stomach, his nose nuzzling deep into her straight hair, breathing her scent in deeply. He felt her take in a deep breath, and breathing it back out slowly. She turned around in his arms to look at him, her eyes heavy-lidded but alert. She traced her fingers all over his face, as if she was trying to commit it to her memory through touch.

"I love you Fred," she whispered before wrapping her arms around him and closing her arms to go to sleep. Fred kissed her forehead before closing his eyes and following her into sleep, finally feeling alive again.

A/N: Well, that was a first for me! (Hahahaha! No pun intended!) So, if you were disappointed with it, well tough luck. I hope you liked this first chapter. It certainly took a turn that I wasn't expecting, but that's ok. A story tends to write itself. Well, please review, because you love me. Till next time!