The Snog That Went Wrong
Late one evening Fred and I are snogging on the common room couch. There is an open Arithmancy book on the table. We hadn't been studying for a wile. Fred's lips are on my chin. My body is arched toward his and his arm is around my waist. His hand is inside my shirt stroking the naked flesh of my back. Fred whispers.
"Oh god, Katie.." I open my eyes. Katie must have come down here! How embarrassing. At least she is my best friend, and not Mrs. McGonagall or anything. I look around the room as Fred sucks on my neck. There is no one there, and I realize what has just happened. I freeze.
"Katie?!" Fred looked up. "You called me Katie." I say stoically.
"No I didn't." Fred says guiltily. I give him a look. "I didn't say Katie.I said.......fine I did. I said Katie, but I didn't mean it."
"You were thinking about Katie when you were snogging me?" I ask indignantly. I can't believe this. Katie's my best friend and she's gorgeous. "Or were you pretending you were snogging her?"
"I wasn't doing either! I just made a mistake!" Fred yells. "I'm sorry, ok!"
"Ok." I say indifferently. My arms are crossed.
"Why is this such a big deal to you, Fred bursts. "Why do you care?" He glares at me with an unmistakable look of sadness in his eyes.
"Lets see how you like it?" I say, and my face brightens. I smile, and lower myself promiscuously onto his lap. Fred's expression relaxes. I reach back and pull Fred's mouth onto mine. Fred and I fit together really well, I muse. It's a shame he's such an insensitive prat sometimes. I suddenly throw my weight onto him, and he's laying down on the couch with me on top of him. I grind into him and gasp.
" Oooh,.Oliver." Fred flinched slightly, but then was back to normal.
"I don't care." He whispers. "It's no big."
"Oh really? I ask and we resume snogging. "mmm..Oliver..oh..yes.Wood." Fred doesn't do anything this time, just kiss me back as if I was saying his own name. Undeterred, I continue. "Gosh, Oliver, I never thought this is what you meant when you asked for a private training session...I think I'll learn a lot of new techniques." I can feel irritation oozing out of Fred, perhaps because Oliver once did ask me to have a private training session with him once. Fred continues acting normal. He'll crack soon. I can feel it.
"Oliver..that broomstick is huge!......you want me to ride it? Why captain, I couldn't refuse." Fred surprised me by seductively whispering.
"Sure Katie, go ahead." So that's how it was going to be.
"Oliver, I've always fantasized about this night. I'm always checking out your gorgeous body during practice. I'm glad I'll finally be able to touch it."
"I feel the same way about you, Katie. That sexy blond hair, those beautiful blue eyes, that killer body. You're so much sexier than Angelina." Rrrrrrrrrrr.
"I'm sure I don't need to tell you that you're sexier than the twins, Oliver.." We're snogging passionately now, and the Arithmancy book has fallen off the table.
"Hurry up and get those clothes off, Katie! Let me see that SLIM SKINNY body..wow!" Fred rips open a few buttons of my blouse so he can run his hands across my midriff. "So smooth and concave.no flab anywhere!" I am close to murdering the redhead. Instead I push up his shirt, revealing pale freckly skin.
"Ooh, Oliver, your body is so hard and muscular. I'm so glad you're not tall and boney. I want a real man." Fred interrupts me.
"I can't wait to taste that creamy white skin." Fred wispers. "I'm in the mood for vanilla!" I try to refrain from strangling him, instead massaging his neck area.
"Well I'm not." I say. "I like my blokes with a healthy tan. And FRECKLE FREE." Fred's fingers dig into my sides unpleasantly.
"It's nice being with a girl that has natural beauty, and doesn't have to go around with loads of make up on." Fred says unbuttoning another button of the blouse.
"I'ts nice being with a boy that can actually lift you up." I whisper, my lips dancing across Fred's collarbone.
"Well if you lost a little weight maybe I could." Fred hisses at me.
"Why don't you just date Katie!" I hiss back.
"Why don't you just date Oliver?"
"He doesn't go to this school anymore if you hadn't noticed."
"Oh well." Fred said, kissing me. "I guess I'm just stuck with you, Katie."
"OLIVER!" I gasp. Kissing him back. I worm my fingers back under his shirt when I hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. Fred and I both whipped around. Katie Bell was standing on the balcony of staircase to the girls' dormitory. She was wearing her blue pajamas. I stared in horror.
"Um, could you lot keep it down a bit." She whispered. She was blushing profusely. "..cause, we can hear everything up here..thanks." And she was gone. I leapt to my feet.
"Where are you going?" Asked Fred. "I was hoping we could finish up as us." I shake my head, and pick up the fallen Arithmancy book. "You should go see your brother." I whisper. "I'm sure he heard it all too. Maybe he'll help you out." I whisper, and pat him on the shoulder. I walk out the portrait hole.
Late one evening Fred and I are snogging on the common room couch. There is an open Arithmancy book on the table. We hadn't been studying for a wile. Fred's lips are on my chin. My body is arched toward his and his arm is around my waist. His hand is inside my shirt stroking the naked flesh of my back. Fred whispers.
"Oh god, Katie.." I open my eyes. Katie must have come down here! How embarrassing. At least she is my best friend, and not Mrs. McGonagall or anything. I look around the room as Fred sucks on my neck. There is no one there, and I realize what has just happened. I freeze.
"Katie?!" Fred looked up. "You called me Katie." I say stoically.
"No I didn't." Fred says guiltily. I give him a look. "I didn't say Katie.I said.......fine I did. I said Katie, but I didn't mean it."
"You were thinking about Katie when you were snogging me?" I ask indignantly. I can't believe this. Katie's my best friend and she's gorgeous. "Or were you pretending you were snogging her?"
"I wasn't doing either! I just made a mistake!" Fred yells. "I'm sorry, ok!"
"Ok." I say indifferently. My arms are crossed.
"Why is this such a big deal to you, Fred bursts. "Why do you care?" He glares at me with an unmistakable look of sadness in his eyes.
"Lets see how you like it?" I say, and my face brightens. I smile, and lower myself promiscuously onto his lap. Fred's expression relaxes. I reach back and pull Fred's mouth onto mine. Fred and I fit together really well, I muse. It's a shame he's such an insensitive prat sometimes. I suddenly throw my weight onto him, and he's laying down on the couch with me on top of him. I grind into him and gasp.
" Oooh,.Oliver." Fred flinched slightly, but then was back to normal.
"I don't care." He whispers. "It's no big."
"Oh really? I ask and we resume snogging. "mmm..Oliver..oh..yes.Wood." Fred doesn't do anything this time, just kiss me back as if I was saying his own name. Undeterred, I continue. "Gosh, Oliver, I never thought this is what you meant when you asked for a private training session...I think I'll learn a lot of new techniques." I can feel irritation oozing out of Fred, perhaps because Oliver once did ask me to have a private training session with him once. Fred continues acting normal. He'll crack soon. I can feel it.
"Oliver..that broomstick is huge!......you want me to ride it? Why captain, I couldn't refuse." Fred surprised me by seductively whispering.
"Sure Katie, go ahead." So that's how it was going to be.
"Oliver, I've always fantasized about this night. I'm always checking out your gorgeous body during practice. I'm glad I'll finally be able to touch it."
"I feel the same way about you, Katie. That sexy blond hair, those beautiful blue eyes, that killer body. You're so much sexier than Angelina." Rrrrrrrrrrr.
"I'm sure I don't need to tell you that you're sexier than the twins, Oliver.." We're snogging passionately now, and the Arithmancy book has fallen off the table.
"Hurry up and get those clothes off, Katie! Let me see that SLIM SKINNY body..wow!" Fred rips open a few buttons of my blouse so he can run his hands across my midriff. "So smooth and concave.no flab anywhere!" I am close to murdering the redhead. Instead I push up his shirt, revealing pale freckly skin.
"Ooh, Oliver, your body is so hard and muscular. I'm so glad you're not tall and boney. I want a real man." Fred interrupts me.
"I can't wait to taste that creamy white skin." Fred wispers. "I'm in the mood for vanilla!" I try to refrain from strangling him, instead massaging his neck area.
"Well I'm not." I say. "I like my blokes with a healthy tan. And FRECKLE FREE." Fred's fingers dig into my sides unpleasantly.
"It's nice being with a girl that has natural beauty, and doesn't have to go around with loads of make up on." Fred says unbuttoning another button of the blouse.
"I'ts nice being with a boy that can actually lift you up." I whisper, my lips dancing across Fred's collarbone.
"Well if you lost a little weight maybe I could." Fred hisses at me.
"Why don't you just date Katie!" I hiss back.
"Why don't you just date Oliver?"
"He doesn't go to this school anymore if you hadn't noticed."
"Oh well." Fred said, kissing me. "I guess I'm just stuck with you, Katie."
"OLIVER!" I gasp. Kissing him back. I worm my fingers back under his shirt when I hear the sound of someone clearing their throat. Fred and I both whipped around. Katie Bell was standing on the balcony of staircase to the girls' dormitory. She was wearing her blue pajamas. I stared in horror.
"Um, could you lot keep it down a bit." She whispered. She was blushing profusely. "..cause, we can hear everything up here..thanks." And she was gone. I leapt to my feet.
"Where are you going?" Asked Fred. "I was hoping we could finish up as us." I shake my head, and pick up the fallen Arithmancy book. "You should go see your brother." I whisper. "I'm sure he heard it all too. Maybe he'll help you out." I whisper, and pat him on the shoulder. I walk out the portrait hole.