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Hermione almost rolled out of the floo in the apartment about the twins' shop. She dusted herself off a bit but figured it didn't matter that much. She was still in her uniform but it could be worse. She couldn't wait. she didn't need to be perfect. Fred didn't mind if she was covered in floo powder or ink stains or had ten pens in her hair and ragged sweatpants on. It was one thing she appreciated. She didn't have to try. They were effortless. Not to say it didn't take work! He could be very frustrating at times but they managed.

With a large smile she ran down the stairs. Fred managed to spot her and met her at the bottom. She flew into his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. She wasted no time connecting their lip. It didn't last long. She couldn't top smiling long enough to maintain lip contact.

"Well, hello there!" Fred said with a giant grin.

"Hello." She mimicked his expression.

"Not that I'm not excited but I was planning on sneaking in to see you, Darling. You've ruined my master plan." He said with a poorly faked scowl.

"I'm terribly sorry. Should I go back?" She asked playfully.

"Yes. Yes, you should." He said in a stern voice.

"Fred, if I'm to go you ought to put me down." Hermione said with a laugh. Her feet were far from the ground.

"I suppose I should." The ginger said without putting her down.

They were attracting quite the crowd when George shouted at them jovially. Fred threw Hermione over his shoulder and retreated back up the stairs. She squaked until he put her down. She blushed. He laughed and attempted to pick her up again. She swatted at his chest.

"So, how did you sneak out?" He asked as he turned the kettle on, fully intent on warming her with tea.

Hermione relaxed as she saw him put the kettle on. The shop was warm enough but the apartment above seemed chilled with the winter winds. She looked out the large windows. The snow was piling up. She was glad she had decided against Hogsmeade weekend.

"McGonagall let me borrow her floor." She answered absentmindedly as she watched magical folk weave in the streets.

Fred was behind her. His long arms were wrapped around her waist. She leaned into him. She missed this. It had been so long since they had seen each other and though letters were lovely, his arm were lovelier. He was warm and sweet and smelled like her dreams.

"You clever girl. How'd you charm her?" He asked playfully before kissing behind her ear.

She giggled and answered him softly as her mind drifted to the people in the streets and his touch.

"I didn't charm her. She's very perceptive. I think she is sick of you sneaking in." Hermione laughed a bit.

"Are they that interesting?" Fred asked noticing how her eyes lingered on the people outside.

"I suppose they aren't, but I find it beautiful." She said as her hands wrapped around his. "Up here, away from the noise, watching the colorful cloaks flit about in the snow and seeing the giddy excitement at all the trinkets... it's one of the things I love most about Christmas in the wizarding world. It is so colorful all the time but it is so much more vibrant at this time of year, don't you think?" She asked turning to look at him a bit.

He was looking at her with eyes so warm her knees nearly melted. His face was soft and his lips were tugged up just at the corners. He looked... in love. Her heart beat erratically. She smiled back shyly. She turned in his arms and pressed their chests together.

"You are absolutely,"

Hermione cut him off. Her lips were pressed against his in a tentative fashion. She didn't want to rush this. There was no need. Her lips moved slowly. Fred's hand cupped her jaw gingerly, his other holding her against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. There was no expedience in the kiss but the power behind it grew.

Her hands tangled in the long locks of his hair and his hand gripped her hip firmly. The hand on her jaw slid into her hair. Hermione moaned into his mouth. Her entire body leaned into his. Her chest felt warm and her panties damp. Foolish girl that she was, she felt the need to make conversation.

"Your hair has grown." She said in-between kisses.

"Should I," He began to ask.

"No, I like it." She said before going in for a long kiss. Her point was made as her fingers threaded into the coppery strands and tugged a bit.

Fred groaned. That felt marvelous. Her nails scraped against his scalp deliciously. Hermione often kept her nails neatly trimmed and the length had not gone unnoticed or unappreciated. Fred's hands drifted to her bottom. His hands gripped it firmly before he laughed.

"Only you would wear your uniform on the weekend." He said befor moving his kisses to her neck.

"I was in the library." She quipped before letting out a low moan.

"Find anything interesting?" He asked in a low gravelly tone.

She meant to reply but her skirt drifted to the ground and her sweater was gone. She felt lips above the cup of her bra and looked down to see her blouse unbuttoned. She gasped as the calloused pads of his thumbs traced sensual circles on her hips.

"Well, did you?" He asked looking up at her with wicked eyes. He flicked his tongue over her nipple.

She moaned and he seemed to take that as a response. Why had she worn a lace set today?

She forgot about her panties in just a moment. Fred was intent on worshiping her body. His hands caressed her body tenderly. He seemed to be finding every sensitive spot and memorizing every curve. Hermione didn't remember closing her eyes but in the dark there were white sparks that seemed to light up as Fred's hands drifted. They caressed her thighs, inside and out, they roamed over her sides. He pressed the tips of each finger into her back as he kissed the valley of her chest down to her naval.

He was about to move lower but Hermione had different plans. She bit her lip and cupped his face, pulling him onto his feet. She peeled his jumper off him and the shirt below it as well. Her fingertips traced over the skin but just barely. She kissed the corner of his mouth before trailing kisses down while she undid his trousers. Her hands slipped them down slowly. She looked up at him.

He smiled at her rakishly and she rolled her eyes but smiled. She stretched up and kissed him on the mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck quite firmly. He dominated the kiss quickly; his lips took hers with a power that shook her to the core. His tongue danced against hers with no hesitation. His rough hands kneaded her ass as their bodies began a slow grind against each other.

Fred's hands cupped her thighs and effortlessly hoisted her up. She wrapped her legs around his narrow hips. There was a new pressure on her core that caused her to moan loudly. Her nails raked against the bare skin of his back. Her teeth tugged on his lower lip.

"'Mione, you really are my little lioness." Fred said with a smirk before dropping her onto the bed.

Bed? When had they moved? Hermione didn't dwell but laughed as she flopped back against the pillowy surface below her. She stretched out and waited for Fred to join her. He took a moment to appreciate the extended goddess in front of him. He crawled over her slowly. Playfully, once they were parallel, he rolled his hips into hers roughly. Her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth fell open slightly.

His let a hand trace down her side, down the outside of her thigh, up the inside and let his fingers tease her through the damp lace of her panties. Her hips bucked and she whimpered. He took mercy on her for his own sake. He slipped a finger into the her. She moaned in relief. Fred thrust his finger at a slow pace, adding a second as he crooked his finger. Hermione's hands clutched at the sheets. Fred didn't have to wait long. Her body seemed to be on fire tonight because it wasn't much longer before she found release.

Fred wasted no time divesting himself of his own remaining clothing. Her panties were a thing of the past. He held his aching erection in a hand and aligned himself. Hermione's legs were wrapped around his hips and her feet were resting against his legs. They made eye contact and her arms were under his, hands gripping his back. He entered her and she moaned louder than before.

The tight heat that surrounded his cock was almost too much. Hermione took him so completely and perfectly. He rested in for a moment. He pressed kisses into side of her neck before he began thrusting. The roll of his hips was met by hers. They moved in tandem. Each call for more was met by a more powerful thrust. It lasted a lifetime. There seemed to be no end.

Hermione's core tightened around him in her final climax and he was lost. His body shook with the power of his orgasm. It was well worth the wait and he had no doubt that every time after this would be just as amazing. He could feel the claw marks on his back, the damp bite mark on his neck that muffled her climax but not the multiple calls of his name,the moisture between her thighs, the heaving of their chests, and the dazed smile she was trying to hide in his chest.

They adjusted their bodies; they lay chest to chest, her leg hooked over his hip, cock still nestled inside of her. She was tracing runes on his chest sleepily. Her hair was a mess and he wanted to bury his face in it. He had an arm tucked beneath his head and another wrapped around her.

"What had you so happy when you came here, besides getting to see me?" He asked in a chipper tone.

"Hmm? Oh, McGonagall said I could teach at Hogwarts." Hermione answered dazedly.

"That's marvelous because we're opening a branch shop in Hogsmeade!" Fred said quite excited.

Hermione smiled up at him and stretched up a bit to lay a kiss on his lips. She missed a bit and kissed his chin instead.

"Marvelous." She agreed before tucking her head into his chest and falling asleep.

Hours later they woke up to a chorus of groans and Bill shouting "Cover your pasty ass!"

Ah, yes, the Weasley boy' knew a thing or two about getting the girl.

OH MY GOD! I FINISHED IT... NOOOOOOOO! I need requests now! All my fics are coming to a close.

I admit, not my best sex scene... but it is done.

I NEED COFFEE PRONTO! Are coffee IV's legal?

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