Chapter Four: Happy Little Christmas

Hermione stood on the high balcony overlooking the deep-blue ocean as the hot sun beat down on her face. Practically tasting the salty water as she closed her eyes, enjoying her surroundings.

"Hermione," a sweet voice called from inside the room. She turned around walking through the door, the four poster bed was messy with a tropical blanket and white pillows, and Fred lay sprawled out in the middle with a smile on his face. "Come on Hermione," he said patting the spot beside him.

Hermione looked down she was wearing nothing but a very revealing cream bathing suit, and her hair was in messy curls past her shoulders. Jumping onto the bed she leaned in to kiss Fred, who instead began to shake her.

Quickly opening her eyes Hermione realized her hot summer vacation away from everyone else (or so she hoped), was all just a dream. And instead she was in the Wealey's sitting room laying on their couch, while Fred sat beside her on the floor looking up at her.

"What are you doing?" Hermione muttered pulling the small blanket around her, as the chilly air from outside floated about.

"Well I just spent the past few hours sitting in front of the toilet, but I finally pulled myself away to see where you wandered off too," he laid his head back on the couch and took her hand in his.

"How sincere of you. I didn't want to interrupt your drunken behavior," with the way Hermione was acting she wanted to pull her hand away, but the other side of her wanted to pull Fred close to her and never let go. Then she thought about where she really went. She couldn't tell him about Ron, it's not like they actually did anything together, right?

Fred turned around so he was facing her, still keeping their fingers intertwined, "Will you just come up to the room, I don't think my mother would be to happy to see you on the couch and me in the bed?"

"What time is it?" Hermione asked sitting up.

"Almost 8, she's bound to get up soon."

Hermione let go of Fred's hand and stood from the couch, "We should all stay up then, come on sicky," she smirked as she walked over to the stairs.

It was an hour later and Hermione was already dressed in jeans and a red long sleeved sweater. She begged Mrs. Weasley to help prepare breakfast but she wouldn't budged. So instead she had been playing with James while Ginny got some well deserved sleep.

Now all the Weasley's besides Fred, and including Lupin, Tonks and their son Teddy joined the breakfast table.

"How was your trip Remus?" Harry asked from his seat beside Ginny.

"Oh we managed just fine," Remus said, taking a bite of toast. Hermione figured it was unsafe to apparate with a child so they had to take a different sort of transportation.

"Yeah, the good old husband of mine almost killed us in the car," Tonks joked.

"I don't know how muggles do it, flying a broom is much easier," Lupin said. Which got a small chuckle from everyone in the room.

"Is Fred going to be alright dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked Hermione as they continued eating the Christmas Eve breakfast.

"Oh yeah, I think he just caught that small bug Ron had," Hermione fake-smiled looking over at Ron, who now refused to make eye-contact with her.

"Ah, well hopefully it will go away soon!" Mrs. Weasley replied.

"Yes, we all have a Christmas Tree to go and fetch, after this lovely breakfast, of course! Mr. Weasley smiled over at his wife, who playfully hit him in response.

"I think I'll stay back and take care of Fred," Hermione exclaimed.

"You know thats a riddle for disaster," George muttered under his breath as he shoved a forkful of potatoes in his mouth.

"Actually George, it's going to be fine, because you'll be far away," Hermione whispered gripping the fork she held in her hand.

"What's that dear?" Mrs. Weasley pipped in.

"Oh nothing, I just hope I'll be able to go out with you all next year!" She smiled at everyone around the table, each couple seemed to be off in their own world, and she felt left out. She could have of course talked to Ron, but that seemed impossible because of what happened last night, and George wasn't even an option.

Hermione finished the awkward meal, then begging Mrs. Weasley to help clean up, which she solemnly refused her offer, she decided to head back upstairs. Opening the door to the bedroom Fred lay across the bed obviously sleeping, and obviously hungover. Hermione smirked, a perfect time to create a riddle for disaster.

Now Hermione made sure all the Weasley's had gone out and the house was left quiet and empty. Creeping back into the bedroom, she smiled again at the pasted out Fred.

"Oh Freddy?" She sung like she had days before everything turned into a mess. "Freddy?" she asked again, "FRED!"

"Wait, what?" He asked startled from the bed, his eyes shot open when he finally realized what Hermione was wearing, a red almost open bra, matching panties, and a sheer jacket with white fuzzy trim. "Is this real life?" Fred asked his eyes still wide.

"Well I didn't think your parents would enjoy seeing your Christmas present tomorrow morning," she said, twirling her wand between her fingers.

"Well I would rather have you in my bed, than under my tree," he moved over on the bed making room for Hermione to get in. "Now get in, and let me at you."

"Just for extra precautions," she smiled pointing her wand at the door, and muttering a small locking spell.

"Oh I love the way you work that wand," he winked.

Hermione let out a small giggle, "Stop trying to be dirty," she collapsed on the bed into his arms.

They started off with a slow passionate kiss, which Hermione missed more than anything. They both couldn't take it anymore and their tongues explored each others mouths at the same time. Fred pulled away looking up at her, "Does this mean I'm off the hook?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, all is forgiven, for now at least" a devilish smile shot across her face as she put one leg over him sitting on his stomach. His hand traveled up and rested on her arse, as he stared up at her. "Should I take this off?" She smiled down lifting up the sheer cover up.

"Gimme a lap dance," he said carefully slapping her ass.

"Pfft, I only have three articles of clothing on."

"Well if you don't take it off right now, I'm gonna rip it off you," Fred said as his hand trailed underneath the jacket, and up her stomach.

She took the knot around her waist and began pulling at it, "Okay, okay, if you insist," she began kissing his neck as she slid it off throwing it off to the side. Fred's hands went directly to her hips, as she pulled his shorts off.

Hermione started sending love bites down his bare chest, until she got to his prize possession. "Oh hello there," she smiled, leaving a soft kiss on the bluge in his boxers, "I missed you!"

"Oh Hermione, you're turning me on so much right now," Fred exhaled as he tangled his hands through her hair.

"Are we gonna have a very Merry Christmas?" She asked reaching her hands inside his boxers, and began stroking it.

Fred groaned, "Yes we are."

Then Hermione ripped the boxers down Fred's legs, "There you are, little buddy!"

"Hey don't call him litt..." Fred let out a moan as Hermione finally took him in her mouth, "le."

His hands tangled through her soft hair, as she stroked his balls, and took in as much of his length as she could. Once she finally got into a rhyme he could feel himself coming close. "Hermione," he groaned again.

She looked up at him, "Yes baby?" She asked with innocent eyes.

"Come here my love," he said as she began crawling up his body. Their lips met again in a very strong passionate kiss. His hand traveled to her back unclasping the red bra, and sending it flying across the room, he took one breast in his hand. Now he was sending love bites down her collar bone, finally taking one pert nipple in his mouth.

Hermione moaned as Fred continued to caress her breast. "Let's get on with it," Hermione breathed.

"What's the rush?" Fred asked looking up.

"I need you now!"

"Who's Christmas present is this?" Fred asked with another raised eyebrow.

Hermione reached down trying to take off her own panties, "Yeah, yeah yours, let's go buddy."

Fred trailed his tongue from the middle of her breasts down her naval until his got to that very special lady part. Sticking his tongue inside he felt Hermione's hips buck in response, as he swirled his tongue around her clit.

"Oh Fred, come on!" Hermione moaned.

Fred switched his mouth for two fingers, smiling up at her, "I love when you moan my name baby."

"Come on Fred, I need you," she said, as she started bucking her hips again, trying to get more and more contact with Fred's fingers, and digging her nails into his bare back.

Fred came back up kissing her lips again. Hermione could feel his hard groin dig into her hip, loving the bare skin on skin action. "Are you sure you want it?" Fred teased.

"Yes please!" Hermione was begging, "It's been so long!"

Fred positioned himself above her and pushed in, both of them letting out a loud moan. Hermione loved this feeling of skin on skin contact, and she had missed it dearly.

Fred picked up a steady rhythm as he pumped in and out of Hermione, her nails still digging into his back, as she screamed out her moans.

"Hermione you're so beautiful. We have to do this more often!" Fred was basically yelling this, as he felt himself coming to an end.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hermione moaned, as they both climaxed at the same time, collapsing onto the bed.

As their breathing steadied Fred was still on top of Hermione, "So was this a good Christmas present?" She asked looking up at him.

"More amazing than I would have ever hoped for," he said, playing with the strands of loose hair hanging around her face.

Hermione sighed, "You know I feel really horrible for acting like a total bitch."

"You've never been a total bitch," Fred said leaning down to leave a small kiss on the tip of her nose.

"Happy Christmas Freddy!" She couldn't stop smiling up at him.

"Happy Christmas Hermmy!" Fred exhaled, wrapping Hermione in his arms, as they both drifted off to sleep.

Well, lots of fluff and hopefully enough smut. Hope you all enjoyed your Christmas, and survive the New Year! I actually enjoyed writing this fic, and I am happy to finish a story that had more than two chapters. Please continue to review, I read them all and I really appreciate you taking a few minutes out of your life to tell me what you think!