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"Ahh~ Fred~" Hermione moaned as she ground her hips in sync with Fred's. "Faster~" She placed her hands on his abdomen and rocked her hips, his hands on the waist and helping her. The sight of her biting her bottom lip drove him wild.

"Merlin's beard, Hermione~" He groaned, bucking his hips into her on multiple occasions, making her gasp and moan even louder.

The two Gryffindors were thankful for the soundproof dorm walls and the Hogsmeade day. Faking an illness today had been brilliant.

"H-Hermione~ I can't"

"Do it~ Release Fred," She moaned out, his nails dug into the creamy flesh of her waist.

The sudden feeling of warmth coursing through Hermione's body was enough to send her over the edge, making her scream out her lover's name in ecstasy.

"Hey Fre- OH SWEET MOTHER OF MERLIN, I'M SO SORRY!" the door slammed shut just as quickly as it had opened, leaving Fred with his eyes wide. They had been caught. And it seemed that Hermione didn't even notice the intruder's outburst.

"George? Why do you look traumatized?" Ginny asked him skeptically as he emerged from the Boys dorm stairs. "And why did you scream?"

"Er- Well… It seems that Fred kept a… secret from me" the statement sounded more like a question.

"It can't have been that bad." laughed Ginny as she made her way up the stairs.

"NO GINNY! NO!" George's shouts of warning went unheard by Ginny.

"So, you're telling me… that George walked in as I screamed your name?" Hermione raised a brow at Fred, who was holding her close on his chest.

"Yep, quite literally. He caught a glimpse of back while you were releasing." He winked suggestively at her, her cheeks turning beet red and her hands flying up to her face momentarily.

"We shouldn't expect anyone else now, right?"

"Well, George is pretty good at keeping people away so I don't think so."

"Good," She pushed herself up to straddle his lap once again. "Because I could go for a second round." She smirked back to him, receiving a devious expression as he placed his hands back on her hips.

"Won't say no to that." As he was about to roll his hips, footsteps were heard quickly approaching the door from the hall. As the door burst open, Hermione quickly grabbed the thick blanket and covered both her and Fred as much as she could.

"WHO'S YOUR GIRLF-HERMIONE?!" Ginny's face reddened quickly at the sight of her middle brother and best friend in bed together, obviously caught in the middle of the act.

"GET OUT!" They both shouted to the younger girl, making her leave quickly and with no other words said.

Through the closed door, Ginny stated clearly. "Get decent. We need to talk." And left the hall, her footsteps getting further and further away.

The two sighed as Hermione got off. "Round two will have to wait." Fred mumbled as he pushed himself up into sitting position, Hermione passing him his discarded uniform.

"So much for keeping this a secret." Hermione slipped on her shirt and skirt, searching for her stockings and discarded knickers.

"How long?" Was the first question George asked to his twin as they all were seated comfortably in the common room void of all other Gryffindors. "How long have you both been together?"

"March." they answered together.

"March just started." Ron spluttered at the two. "You mean to tell me you got physical a week into your relationship?!"

"We meant March of last year." At Fred's words, George grumbled a few profanities under his breath, his face in his hands.

"How did I not know about this…" He kept repeating to himself as he looked him straight in the eye. "So, all those times you said you had to return some of her stuff, it was-"

"Just us getting some time alone." Fred smiled.

"First place you did it." Ginny asked. Everyone was caught off guard at Ginny's question.

"I'm sorry what? I'm not answeri-"

"Broom cupboard."

"FRED!"

"What?! She asked!"

"Riskiest?"

"The kitchen." Fred answered as Hermione turned darker and darker.

"The kitchen is hardly a risk Freddie." George snorted.

"No, no, no… He meant the kitchen in the burrow." Hermione mumbled as George paled.

"Lease tell me not on the table." Ron tried to shake the thought out of his mind.

"Oh dear god no!" We eat on that thing!" Fred smacked his youngest brother across the head. "And besides, we had almost gotten caught by mum that time."

"Are you being serious!?"

"Yes! She woke up at, I think it was 4am for a snack, and we had to hide beneath the sink to avoid detection."

"We were there for 20 minutes…" Fred mumbled, recalling the horror and tension he had felt at the feeling of being caught by his own mother in the act.

"So...Who knew about this?"

"Well, Bill and Charlie accidentally walked in on us that one time." Fred stated. "No amount of explaining could have claimed that innocent."

"Then that time in the supply closet…" Hermione groaned at the memory. "I'll never forget that one…"

"Whoa, whoa, wait." Ginny stopped her. "Who caught you in the supply closet?" she asked excitedly.

"I'm not sayi-"

"Malfoy."

Oh god! Malfoy caught you shagging in a cupboard!?" It was now Harry's turn to go beet red as Ron looked at the two in shock.

"You told me you were evading Mrs. Norris."

"Nope. In fact, she was being tormented by Peeves on the lower floor that night." Fred laughed.

"Why did the map show him in the closet with you two…"

"I thought it'd be obvious by now. He joined us."

"Oh sweet Circe! You had a threeway in a closet! With Malfoy of all people!"

"Oh and we remind him mercilessly of it too." Hermione coughed. " With a Mudblood AND a Blood traitor! I'm sure you're father doesn't want to hear about that, eh Malfoy? "

"So does anyone want to tel me why we're discussing Hermione and Fred's ovrly active sex lives? In full detail at that?" Ron looked at the group, semi disgusted.

"I don't know. I should be weirded out but this is certainly entertaining." Ginny smiled. "Alright... Hmmm… Ever get caught?"

"Yes. By Malfoy."

"I mean by a teacher." The couple looked at each other and shrugged.

"If they know, they haven't told us or scolded us yet." Fred said. "Though we did almost get caught by George one time."

"You're joking. You're definitely joking." George pointed to his brother. "No. You're joking. Please…"

"You did. Last month."

"So THAT'S why you were so adamant on me leaving so quickly!" George held his face in his hands again.

"Wait... How did he almost? Couldn't he see you both?"

"No. Freddie here, told me that she had gone to the loo so I assumed it was the truth at the time. It did strike me a bit oddly when he didn't want me to stay an chat."

"Well, I couldn't tell him she was beneath the table. He would've teased us."

"Why underneath the table?" Everyone looked at Ron as if he was stupid. Hermione sighed.

"Ron. I was blowing your brother. That's why George couldn't see me," she straight up told him as he too turned red. "God, even Harry realised it before you."

"Kinkiest." Ginny smirked at the two. Hermione quickly slapped her hand over Fred's mouth.

"Do NOT answer that." Fred moved her hand and smirked.

"And what if I do?"

"Then say goodbye to your... special friend." She motioned down with her wand and he paled a bit in response.

"Alright, alright I won't say."

Later that night…

"So what is the kinkiest thing you've done? It'll stay between us." Ginny pleaded for a few more minutes before Hermione gave in.

"I'll give you a hint." Ginny's expression lit up as she listened closely." Ever heard or read 50 shades of Grey? It's a muggle book."

"Uh... No." Ginny shot her best friend a confusing look before Hermione spoke up again.

"Then come back and ask again once you've read it." So Ginny got her hands on a copy of the book. Very quickly. Once she had finished, she had been a tad bit horrified by what it contained.

Fred… And Hermione… Like these two? She turned a brilliant shade of her hair as she attempted to banish the thought that was now engraved in her memory.

"So what did you tell my sister?"

"Well, I told her about the book that your mum is enjoying so much." She said, snorting as Fred grimaced. "I told her to go read it and then she would know."

"But all I did was tie you to the bedpost."

"And now she thinks you're into the whole spiel."

"No wonder she's been giving me weird looks. She hasn't lost the blush in two days now." Fred deadpanned as his sister came into view. "Make that three days."

"It's all the funnier!" Hermione could barely breathe. "At least Bill didn't walk in on the second time."