Chapter 19

Ella kissed his sweaty cheek, as she ravished in the warmth of their hot, steaming naked bodies, pressed close together.

"So, am I as good as legend says then?" Fred teased, regaining some of his energy.

"You were...satisfactory," Ella teased back, prodding his chest.

"It takes more than satisfactory for moaning like that. That is unless you're just particularly vocal," He laughed as the young girl tried to hit him, but he just caught her wrist and pulled her into another kiss. "If you don't feel like admitting how amazing I was, let's hear your magic number," Fred chuckled, pulling Ella in so her head was nustling into his chest.

"What do you mean?" She laughed.

"How many people have you had sex with?" He asked again. Ella's smile faded and she sat up uncomfortably, pulling her knees to her chest.

"A few," She mumbled, not wanting to give exact figure, in fear of scaring him off, "but there's only really been three that have meant anything to me," She admitted.

"Who?" He asked, also sitting up, looking her directly in the eye as she tried to avoid all eye contact.

"Well there was my first, Damien Baudin. He was the flirtatious bad boy, who worked in the pub down in the closest village to Beauxbatons and my only ever proper boyfriend. I was so madly in love with him so I gave him my virginity just find out he was shagging three other girls from my school, the stupid git. Then there was Lucas Pelletier. He was my best friend, growing up and that was just a casual thing to help me get over Damien but it was still important to me all the same. And then there's you now, I guess."

"And who am I?" Fred kissed her temple, pulling her in once again so she was leant against him.

"You're the carefree, fun loving, womanising, prankster of the school along with your twin. At first, you were just a friend to me, and a really good one at that, but then I started to really care for you, and the more I was around more I realised how much I like you," She blushed, looking down.

"I really like you, Elspeth Potter. You're smart, funny and beautiful, not to mention your unreal body, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise," He put a finger under her chin, tilting her head up before placing a sweet, charming kiss on her lips.

"And outcomes the womaniser," She laughed, "besides, I haven't even got a decent body. I'm like a size 10. I'm hardly the size 6 super model bodies you've been with before" She looked away. This was the first time Fred truly saw how vulnerable and broken she was. She had been used and tossed aside for so long, she couldn't see her own beauty.

"You're much more gorgeous than any of them. You're not big in the slightest! You're certainly a hell of a lot sexier than any of the titless stick insects, and don't you ever let me catch you degrading yourself like that again," She just nodded and kissed him again. Her pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss

"So am I not going to get a specific number off you then," He said, remembering back to his earlier question.

"Put it this way, it probably won't go anywhere near yours," She lied but he just shrugged and grinned, pulling Ella closer, lying down. The pair fell into a sweet sound sleep.

"Rise and shine, campers," George Weasley waltzed into Ella's bedroom, amused by the startled look of the pair as the hurriedly fumbled around with the bed sheets to make sure they were decent.

"What the fuck, George?" Fred groaned.

"Have a good night last night, did you?" George grinned a knowing grin.

"Well, yes thank you, we did," Ella said smirking.

"I know you did," George couldn't help himself, "I could hear what a brilliant time you were both having from my room. Particularly you, Ella," He snorted as both their faces turned a bright crimson and they looked to the floor.

"We forgot to put a silencing charm on the door," Ella whispered, more to herself, completely mortified.

"Don't worry, young one. After I could hear exactly what was going on, I came and put one on from the outside for you. It would be ridiculously awkward for everyone, if mum and dad were to have heard you," Ella muttered a thanks, still too embarrassed to look up at either boy.

"Fred you should probably come back to our room, Mum's on her wake up rounds," George said urgently as he heard his mum on the floor below.

"Shit," Fred sprang out of bed, covering himself until he got his underwear on. "Thanks, Georgie," He pulled on his jeans and crumpled his shirt in his hands, deciding he didn't have time to put it on and it wasn't particularly necessary. Before departing the room, Fred walked over to the bed, and kissed Ella passionately. Even after the previous night, his kiss still made her dizzy, his musky smell flooding her nostrils. "See you at breakfast," He sent her a quick wink before charging across the hall and into his own bed before his mother saw him.

Around the breakfast table, Ella refused to make eye contact with George for fear of blushing furiously, which would cause lots of unnecessary questions to be asked. Every time she caught the eye of Fred, who was sat near the other end of the table, he would wink or give her a huge smile, not afraid of who noticed.

"You two have a good night last night, then?" Sirius chuckled, quietly in the chair to Ella's left.

"What?!" She gasped, choking slightly on her toast. "H...how did you know?" She asked, praying to God that George had put the charm on the room before anyone else had heard them.

"I was on my way up to bed, when I saw you two, stood, talking on the stairs, looking very close and cosy," He nudged her playfully, "Then judging by the looks getting sent down your way this morning, it didn't end there," He wound her up.

"Siriuss!" She groaned, laughing at his lack of subtleness. "Be quiet, don't let him hear," She nodded towards Harry, who was sat on her other side, engrossed in a conversation about quidditch with Ron

"It can be our little secret," He grinned.