Such a Tease

Fred sat in the Gryffindor common room leafing through a pile of order forms as she walked swiftly behind him lightly brushing the tips of her fingers across the back of his neck. She had been taunting and teasing him like this for weeks now and the tension between them was becoming intense to say the least.

Hermione Granger had never been one to tease innocent boys to the brink of explosion; she was far to caught up in her books and studies to have any time for him, or any other guy for that matter. But then again, it was always the quiet ones you had to watch out for, thought Fred letting his eyes follow Hermione's every movement as she made her way up the staircase to the girl's dormitory. Sighing, he handed the pile of order forms to his brother George and got up from his squashy chair.

"I think its time I turned in for tonight Forge." Fred said stretching and yawning.

"Well I guess we can finish these orders in the morning then, I'm beat too, and Angelina worked us so hard tonight during practice. I'm going to be too sore to play in the game on Thursday if she keeps this up." George replied packing up their things.

"That's not the only reason you'll be sore if you keep up those after practice rendezvous with Alicia." Fred snickered and headed for the staircase.

"You, baby brother, are just jealous that you don't have a lady friend of your own!"

"Pfft, I don't need a "lady friend" to keep myself satisfied," said Fred raising his right hand and waving it meaningfully in Georges face.

"Ack! Get hat hand away from me, merlin knows where it's been!" He laughed and ran the rest of the way up the staircase to their dormitory, nearly running into Hermione who was making her way back down to the common room.

"Why are you out of bed so late on a school night missy?" Fred questioned her raising an eyebrow and catching her arm in his hand.

"What's it to you?" She replied grabbing the hand which was on her arm, sending a warm tingle through Fred's body. He pulled his hand away and shoved it into his pocket in an attempt to hide his sudden arousal.

"I-I was just wondering why a pretty thing like yourself wasn't in her room getting her beauty sleep." He said trying to cover up the fact that she was affecting him.

"If you must know, I just came back down to get one of my textbooks." She looked deep into his eyes and Fred prayed that she didn't look down to see the tent in his robes. Luckily she merely continued back down the staircase, winking at him just as he was about to enter his dormitory. 'Girls' thought Fred, 'there's just no understanding them'. He flung himself back down onto his bed trying to ignore the tightness of his jeans and slowly drifted off to sleep with thoughts of a studious brunette swimming in his head.

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Her hands ran over her soft curves as she moved to lift the flimsy tank top she was wearing up over her head. His eyes raked over her body as she flung the offending garment on the floor and moved towards him wrapping her arms around his neck and letting her bear breasts brush against his naked chest. Slowly he ran a hand through her silky hair and brought his lips down upon hers…..

"Fred….FRED!! Wake up mate! Angelina is going to kill us if were late for one more morning practice!!" George yelled into his ear as he pulled on the quidditch robes.

"Wha?" moaned Fred as he moved to get up out of his bed. He froze suddenly remembering his dream and realizing that there was a sticky substance in his boxer shorts. "Tell her I'll be along shortly George, I've got to..er..take care of something." Fred groaned and headed towards the bathroom for a cold shower.

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"Alright then guys don't forget about our next practice on Wednesday evening, we have to be in top shape to try and beat Ravenclaw, I hear they've got a few new plays they want to try out on us." Angelina yelled at them as they trudged across the quidditch pitch after a gruelling practice.

"Your right George, her practices have been a little on the rough side lately, I don't think my arse will ever recover from that spill I took after Ron nearly flew into me." Fred chuckled as he headed towards the changing rooms.

"Who do you reckon that person in the stands was watching us?" George said as he took off this quidditch gear getting ready to shower.

" I dunno, they must be mental though to want to wake up this early just to watch us." Fred said as he walked into a shower stall pulling the curtain closed. He noticed that there was already someone else in the farthest shower and wondered who it could be seeing as Ron and the rest of the team had already headed back up to the castle. He merely shrugged it off telling himself that someone probably had just left the shower on as the hot water cascaded over his aching muscles.

He wasn't sure how long it had been or how much time had passed, he could vaguely remember George saying that he was heading back up to the castle , but the feel of the hot water had consumed him and he was lost in his thoughts letting his mind return to the dream he had the previous night. He could feel himself grow hard as his mind returned to Hermione and he began to stroke himself getting even more aroused. Suddenly he heard what sounded like a small gasp come from the end of the row of showers and he snapped back into reality realizing that he may not be as alone as he thought. Still wondering if there was anyone else in the last shower stall he slowly and quietly stepped out of his stall and crept down the narrow hallway of showers until he came to the last one.

The image that greeted him as he peered through the crack between the curtain and the wall made the breath catch in his throat as he slid his hand slowly down his slick abdomen. Hermione stood in the shower stall, one leg perched on the small bench and one hand between her legs, rubbing herself quickly and letting small gasps escape her lips. He could feel himself growing even harder in his hand as he watch this erotic sight before him. He never thought he would see Hermione Granger like this, especially in the Gryffindor changing rooms. But it all made sense really, the taunting and teasing, the mysterious person watching their practice… He let his hand massage himself faster and faster, his breathing becoming ragged and all the while his eyes never left Hermione. Her breaths were becoming shorter and her moans became louder until suddenly, her body tensed up and shuddered, a great moan escaping her lips. She let herself sink down onto the small bench as her muscles relaxed and her eyes fluttered open looking up to stare right into his eyes. His mind was racing with thoughts of panic and fear as her eyes bore into his, but his thoughts were soon put to rest as she exited the shower stall pressing her body against his and kissing him full on the lips, letting her tongue brush against his lazily.

He didn't care that she had just caught him watching her do this that he hadn't thought she ever did, and he didn't care that she had been teasing him for weeks on end with little hints here and there. All the mattered was that she was kissing him and that he was kissing her back. As they broke for air Hermione let he gentle kisses descend down his body, sucking lightly on his neck and darting her tongue out to lick his nipple.

"Oh, god, Hermione." Fred panted. " Your, such, a, tease!"

Then, just as he was about to open his mouth to say something else, all thought of speech were driven from his mind as she took his length into her mouth sucking hard and squeezing lightly with her hand. He nearly came right then and there at the sheer sight of Hermione on her knees in front of him doing the un-imaginable.

"Gods, Hermione, where'd you learn, to, do that." Fred gasped and panted. She merely chuckled to herself, her voice humming against him making his buck his hips beneath her. He was so close, if she kept this up he was going to…'oh gods'… he could feel himself tensening up. With one final stroke he came running his fingers through Hermione's wet hair. Getting to her feet, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he came down from his climax, panting, trying to re-gain his breath.
"Sorry I've been such a tease Fred." She whispered breathily into his ear. "I just didn't really know how to get your attention." She kissed him lightly on the lips and deepened the kiss letting his tongue explore her mouth.

"Well you certainly have captured my attention now." He grinned down at her and she laughed letting her head rest on his shoulder.

"How about we head back up to the castle and talk about this a little more when we're both a littler, er, more clothed." He looked down into her deep brown eyes and she nodded taking his calloused hand in her small soft one, leading him away from the showers to get changed.

As they walked back up to the castle hand in had Fred couldn't help but think that all this had just been another one of his wet dreams. Only when Hermione gave his arse a little pinch did he come back down from cloud nine and placed a small kiss on her cheek
"Now Mione' I thought we agreed on more teasing me!?" He chuckled and placed a soft kiss on the top of her head as she swatted him gently gripping his hand a little tighter in her own.