Ella felt strong muscular arms, which were oddly familiar - like a pair of old boots- , wrap around her waist as she started to wake up, her head banging. As she shuffled to get comfy, she heard the person behind her stir, waking her up a bit and bringing her to her senses. She sat bolt upright, breathing fast and erratic until she saw the arms belonged to an all too familiar red head.
Opening one eye, he peered up at her with a bemused expression on his face. "You not hanging out your arse?" He said with a chuckle, re-closing his eyes as the light began to trickle into the warm room, with the only other source of light being from the smouldering fire which they were lay in front of. With a defeated grunt and sigh, Ella snugglked back down, into Fred's arms once again and began to doze off when she remembered where they were meant to be.
"Fred," She whispered, taking his steady breaths to mean that he too was on the verge of dozing back off, "What time is it?"
With much huffing and puffing of irritation, he eventually had sufficiently to see his watch and grumbled, "7:45,"
"SHIT!" Ella sat bolt upright, much to his annoyance, "Get up you numbskull, we were meant to be out on the quidditch field at half 7!" She lept up and begna to frantically collect her clothes and get dressed. She quickly shoved her hair up into a messy pony tails, which was even messier than normal and that was a pretty big achievement.
By the time she'd gotten herself ready, Fred saw sat on the sofa fully dressed and ready to go. Hurriedly, the pair made their way down to the pitch, both fearful of how well they'd be able to handle their friend's rants and yells at them with their heads throbbing as badly as they did.
"Fred?" Ella asked as they neared the pitch, "Last night..."
"Was amazing," He finished before she could start trying to make crappy excuses as to why they couldn't do it again.
"It was," She sighed heavily, "but can we not tell anyone?"
"Sure," He shrugged, he got to be with her again and for now, that was all that mattered, "what you said about last night about it just being casual..."
"Still applies. I'm not ready for anything more, just need to blow off some steam,"
"Well I can hardly complain," This was most lads' fantacies. A hot girl, who he had amazing chemistry with, wanted to just shag. Nothing else. No complications, no feelings, nothing to make it crappy and hard. Except, there was feelings there. Or at least, there had been last time. It was a case of how long would it be until these feelings all returned like a great flood. Or had they never left?
They'd barely put two feet on the quidditch pitch before the yell of their captain could be heard from the air above, as she stopped and dismounted her broom in one impressive fluid motion, before storming over to the exceptionally late pair.
"What kind of time do you call this?!" She yelled angrily at them.
"Look, Ang-" Ella tried to begin to explain but she was promptly cut off by her raging friend.
"I didn't kick Alicia off the team just for you two to rock up whenever you fancy. I know that we're friends but it's not one rule for you and one for everyone else-"
"Angelina, for fuck sake will you shut up for a minute," Fred said in an uncharacteristically icy tone. Angelina bit back on her tongue, looking over to her best friend to see if she, too, seemed to be hostile.
She wasn't. Ella looked at her friend with a warm and bemused expression. "Ange, should we go have a chat in the stands while Fred goes and practises?" Ella prompted her...well...what ever he was' leaving, so as to give the two girls a bit of time for Ella to explain her story.
~~~~~~C~~~~~~
"so are you two back together then?" Angelina asked excitedly as the two girls made their way up to the castle, after she'd dismissed practise, so they could get ready in time for first lesson, which was charms for Ella and Herbology for Angelina.
"No, not at all really," Ella shrugged indifferently but Angelina just gawped at her disnelievingly.
"So what? was it just a one of thing then?"
"well...no not exactly. We're still going to be friends, jusy friends who have sex,"
"So you're telling me that you are using Fred Weasley - who, I might add, is infamous for using others- for sex. You're using him...for sex..." Angelina scoffed in disbelief.
Ella just shrugged. "I don't know, I started to say it shouldn't happen again but then I realised that I wanted it to, just not in a relationship,"
Angelina gawped at her friend. She was really saying this. "What ever you say," she laughed as they entered the Gryffindor tower.
The rest of the day dragged excruciatingly slowly for Ella, not sharing any of her classes that day with either the twins or Angelina - not to mention the fact that Alicia was also in all of them that day. However, there was one benefit of having Alicia around a lot that day and it was the internal victorious feeling of triumph over the girl, although she didn't know her loss. Ella knew she was being silly and petty but a small part of her loved every single second of it.
Finally, the bell for the end of the last lesson of the day sounded and the students were released from their misery.
As Ella entered the common room, she saw her brother sat in the corner of the room, looking as though he was attempting to concentrate on some work, but failing due to the thunderous look on his face.
Timidly, she approached him, not wanting to aggravate him if he was already upset.
"Hey Harry, what's up?" Ella said kindly, taking the seat next to him.
He looked up, startled, not having seen her coming. He'd obviously been in a world completely of his own. "Harry, what's happened?" Ella asked again, this time with much more concern and worry in her voice. Her eyes quickly darted to his hand where she saw red scratches, similar to her own except much deeper.
"Nothing..." He mumbled, quickly moving his hand out her view but she'd already grabbed it.
"Harry, how many times has she made you write those God damn awful lines?" Ella seethed at the thought of that toad hurting her little brother like that. It was only the two of them left and if they didn't look after each other, no one would.
"just a few," He shrugged miserably and Ella knew not to push it any further. After all, she knew the exact pain he was feeling then. That feeling of being helpless and on your own. It was one she knew all too well. And, as one always done when so familiar with a pain, she knew exactly how to remedy it; laughter.
Ella went on to describe hers and the twins' prank the previous night and took great enjoyment and satisfaction in describing in exact detail, the look of sheer horror and shock on the horrible woman's face when she entered her office, then the one of complete disgust as she came out covered in, what she believed to be, frog guts. It was priceless and the memories of it brought tears to both of the siblings' eyes.
~~~~~C~~~~~
Later that day, Ella was once again sat in Defence Against the Dark Arts, going through the limitless list of things she would rather be doing than sat there, listening to the repulsive teacher squawk on and on in her painful voice. However, this lesson was marginally better than the usual ones, but only because everytime Ella looked up at the professor's face, she would get a hilarious flashback to the previous night, that caused her to stuff her fists into her mouth in order to stop herself from bursting out in rambuncious laughter.
Just when she thought that she might drift off into a boredom induced coma, a small crumpled up piece of paper landed on her desk. As she opened it, she recognised the messy scrawl immediately.
Meet me in the Astronomy tower later, tell no one
She couldn't help but smile and chuckle, despite herself. She looked over to the red headed culprit and just shook her head as he winked at her.
I'm busy, better luck next time
She didn't manage to stifle her laughter when she saw the cocky, self assured grin slide off his face and smash into a million pieces on the cold hard floor as he realised he'd just been blown off.
"Miss Potter, will you please pay attention to what you're meant to be doing rather than focusing on the male population of this classroom!" The toad like teacher shrieked shrilly. Ella just glared at her, refusing to give her the satisfaction by reacting. Instead, with a flashback of the previous night's prank, she made a small 'rib-bit' noise, covering it quickly with a cough. There was a loud snort from the back row, where the twins were sat, instantly setting Ella and Angelina and before they knew it, the four of them were being sent out.
"Common room or go for a wander?" George asked the two girls, who decided they'd rather go for a walk through the grounds. They had far too much energy than was good for them, for no apparent reason.
"Where's Fred?" Ella asked, suddenly realised why it felt empty. She could have sworn he'd been next to her as they'd left the classroom.
"Probably goofing around somewhere," George shrugged with an all too knowing grin, confirming her suspicions that somewhere, something was being plotted. Just as she was sighing and rolling her eyes, she heard a class room door near her click open and a large hand wrapped around her wrist and pulled her in.
Before she could even see who the person using this gorilla warfaer was, a warm familiar pair of lips came crashing onto her, so passionately it sent shivers down her neck. He moved away from her mouth and suck and nipped a delicate path down her neck to her collarbone with his tauntingly talented mouth.
"Fred," She gasped as his hands began to work their way down to her backside, and lifted her up, pinning her between him and the wall, in one swift move. She let a small moan escape from her lips as she felt his excitement press against her inner thigh.
"I've not been able to stop thinking about you," He panted between kisses, resting his forehead on hers.
"Me neither," She gasped breathily, tugging at his messy hair in a desperate need to be as close as possible to him, but suddenly she had an overwhelming desire that she couldn't explain, "Wait,"
He looked up at her, breathing heavily himself, with a curious look on his face. "What is it?" He asked with such a kindness that it made her heart melt.
A wicked smirk pulled at the corners of her lips as she realised she had him exactly where she wanted. She had him at her command and it made her feel powerful, something she hadn't felt in far too long a time. With her smirk growing ever bigger as the look on Fred's face got increasingly confused, Ella slid out of from where she'd been perched, straightened her clothes and sautered out seductively, without even a single glance back.
"Fuck," Fred rubbed his forehead, leaning against the cold stone wall. Girls were more unpredictable than the freaking weather
~~~~~~C~~~~~~
Ella sat with her brother the next evening, after tea, helping him to plan the next DA meeting. They had been going really well, better than expected actually. Sure, Umbridge had started to get a bit suspicious but as they proved last night, she wasn't anything they couldn't handle and everyone was genuinely enjoying themselves whilst learning a lot and improving greatly. Ella had always known her brother would be a great teacher, he just had that natural confidence about him, which would only grow once he lost his gawky awkward teenage boy thing he had going on, especially whenever Cho Chang was around.
"Thanks Elle," Harry smiled at her as he gathered up his books. It was hard to believe that only just over a year ago, he didn't even know who she was, and now they were so close.
Just at that moment, Angelina bounded over to the table, her dark hazel eyes glimmering in the low candle light, clutching a bunch of papers in her hand.
"I've drawn up a new rota for quidditch practices," She announced sounding wired on a severe coffee high. The two siblings took their rotas, inwardly groaning when they saw a bunch of six am starts, "Oh and I can't seem to find George, I caught Fred, but I've got so many people to hand these damn things out to still, so would you be able to Ella?" She asked her friend with that million dollar smile of hers that she used whenever she wanted something.
Ella shook her head at her friend's predictability but agreed to do so all the same. So, waving a quick farewell to her brother, promising to be back shortly, she skipped up the stairs to the boys' dorms and entered the Twins' and Lee's room without knocking, walking into a half dressed Fred.
"Have you seen George anywhere?" She asked, her eyes betraying her attempt of making him chase her by trailing down his bare chest in admiration.
"And here was me thinking that you'd come to see me," Fred smirked, closing the distance between them, taking the paper sheet out of her hand and tossing it to the floor.
"You do flatter yourself, don't you," She smirked back, thinking she'd won but before she could say anything else, she was being pressed up between the cold, wallpapered dormitory wall and Fred's hot, hard bare chest, being ravished with his wonderfully talented mouth as it made a pathway of kisses down her, to her collarbones. His musky smell flooded her nostrils as her eyes fluttered shut.
Ella couldn't have said how it happened, she couldn't remember, but the next she remembers after the blur of hot steamy kisses, the pair of them were lying naked in Fred's bed, him straddling her hips. She let out a sharp gasp of pleasure as he seperated her legs and entered her in one swift movement. It is was a blur of hot, steaming passion and they eventually finished together, lying panting in a tangled heap of limbs and bed sheets.
They lay in a comfortable silence, regaining their strength, as Fred drew lazy patterns on her bare flesh with his fingers. He started on her shoulder, moving down to her chest and when he reached her abdomen he failed to muffle a small gasp of surprise and his eyes laid upon the deep, fleshy scar that ran along the center of her otherwise perfect porcelain stomach.
"Is that from that night over summer?" He gasped in disbelief before he could stop himself, realising immediately afterwards that they had never spoken about what precisely had happened that awful night over the summer.
"I met a man in a bar, had a few drinks with him but it turns out he wasn't so happy when I rejected him," She shrugged, quickly trying to cover the ugly scar with the bed covers, hoping he'd stop the questions. Thankfully, he seemed satisfied by her answer, but moved the bed cover that she'd placed over it and began to trace it again with his finger.
"You shouldn't be ashamed of it," He whispered breathily, his lips hovering over hers "You didn't ask for it, you fought him. You were strong," He said gently before moving to kiss her again. The kiss grew in passions but still stayed gentle and sweet, with no urgency, just the mutual longing for that moment to never end.
However, it was interupted all too soon when the dorm room door was flung open as George and Lee came in, laughing about some thing or another.
Fred broke away from the kiss to glare at the two boys, but didn't move from his position on top of her in order to make sure she was covered.
"Oh shit," Lee mumbled in embarrassment, instantly turning to leave the room. However George didn't quite share his urgency.
"Now now mon frère," He chuckled in sheer delight at catching his twin in such a position with that specific girl, giving him ample opportunities to rip him to shreds at will, an opportunity not to be missed in any case, "I guess someone forgot to lock the door. And Ella," He now directed his words to the girl who'd been lying under his twni before she readjusted them so the couple were sat up side by side, both sufficiently covered by bedding, "I wonder what little Harry is going to say when he hears what you've been doing while he's been sat downstairs waiting for you return," His impish grin reached his eyes as he teased the pair.
"Fuck off for a second will you, so I can at least put some clothes on," She rolled her eyes at the ginger boy who was stood by his own bed, clearly milking the situation for all it was worth. To this he just turned around as he continued to taunt and tease them.
"I promise not to peak," He joked as he began to look out the window, pretending to see something really quite interesting. When the two were once again fully clothed, they each took a seat on the edge of the bed, grimacing in apprehension for the grilling to begin.
George, right on cue, began with the questions, "So when did all this begin again, eh?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and he was certain he saw a small smile pull at Ella's lips.
"Well it's really a thing, we're just friends," Ella shrugged nonchalantly.
"Okay, so when did all this 'just friends' thing start then?"
"Last night really," Ella shrugged again, not noticing how suspiciously quiet Fred was being as she stood to leave. "Oh and George," She turned back around at the door, "say a thing to my brother and I will have your testicles on a plate, understood?" She threatened in such a sweet, innocent tone, she could have been asking a grandparent for money to buy an ice cream.
As she sauntered out the room, Fred let out a loud groan and lay back on his bed, cradling his head in his hands.
"From what I saw when I walked in, that didn't just look like a friends with benefits kinda situation, mate," George commented, seeing his brother's pain and frustration.
"Can you even be just friends who have sex after going through everything we have?" Fred groaned in exasperation. He'd always thought that he'd had commitment issues but Ella's denial issues were possibly even bigger.
"I feel for you mate," George patted his brother on the back, "I really do,"
So that's another chapter out. Sorry for the wait but I just couldn't find the motivation to write if I'm being honest. I know it's shorter than the recent ones have been but review and let me know what you think and give your suggestions for where the story should go next (although I have a fairly certain idea, suggestions are always nice). Thanks, Charlotte
