Title: Just Don't Know (2/4)
Author: granger2malfoy
Pairing: Fred/Hermione
Rating: R for subject matter and language
Genre: Angst, Humor
A/N: Okay, you demanding wenches, won … again. Here is the prequel to Just Sex but these chapters will be done in HermioNe's PoV.
Chapter Two-The Morning After
Hermione sighed happily as she snuggled deeper into her comforter and listened to the birds greet the morning with their beautiful songs. Every morning, she loved to wake to the sun coming into her room just as it was that morning but her peaceful routine immediate froze at a voice that came from besides her. "Ugh, ruddy birds."
The pull-down blind instantly came down and the window went silent as the male body pointed his magic wand in that direction. Then he set the piece of wood back down on the side table as Hermione's eye flashed open. She remained perfectly still as she tried to remember what happened the night before. She raised the warm covering to glance down and noticed that she was naked under the blanket. But also there was a very male arse next to her bare hip. Yes, it was a very nice arse but still when did that happen. Again she closed to her eyes and tried to focus on the night before. Memories flashed as she recalled the party, people started to leave, Fred against the fireplace, her put him to sleep in the guest room, and him in her bed.
Instantly, her body reminded her of exactly what happened after he joined her last night or more precisely that morning. Holy shite! I slept with Fred! Shite, double-shite!
The pressure of her lower regions demanded that she attended to nature before she had a panic attack. Slowly she rolled over and grabbed her wand off the stand as she summoned her bathrobe off the back of her bedroom door. Hermione tried and successful made it out of the room with the sleeping twin as she headed to the bathroom.
After taking care of her business, brushing her teeth, and a quick shower, Hermione began to think as she pulled to robe back on to fix something to eat and clear her mind before her bedmate woke. As she reached the kitchen, she groaned softly to herself. What have I done?
You slept with the guy you have had a crush on since January. You say it as if it was a bad thing
Yes, it IS a bad thing because he was drunk and I wasn't quite myself either.
No, it is NOT. Come on, girl. You've been dreaming for last night to happen for months.
Yeah, but after a few dates and we both started feeling something.
Must I remind you that you DID feel something last night. In fact, you felt it three times, which is a record in your book for the first time with a guy.
No, no, not good. I mean 'yes' it felt bloody fantastic but not good. I sent him the wrong signal. I want more than just a one-night stand. Shite!
Oh, I think he got a message last night and he seemed to enjoy it as well. Remember the part were you were on top.
Damn, that was good. But still-Look, love. You are a twenty-three year old, capable, and independent witch. Women do things like that. They can sleep with whomever they wish, whenever they wish.
Well, true but-But nothing. It was spectacular sex and nothing to be ashamed of. He asked to stay with you and obviously enjoyed himself as well.
Well, true. I just-"Can I get a mug of that?" asked Fred as he came to take a seat in her small kitchen's table and chairs. His hair was going every which way as he scratched his arm and laid his pile of clothes on one of the empty chairs. Hermione nodded and tried not to stare at his sexy navy boxers as she poured a spare cup of tea for her guest. She handed it to him and leaned on the counter as he slowly took his first sip after he said, "Thanks, sweets."
She tucked a stray curl behind her ear as she commented, "Sorry, if I woke you. Want some toast or eggs?"
He smiled as he watched a blush creep across her lips as he caught her watching him ogling as he stretched. Fred smirked as he stood to pull on his black slack he wore to the party last night. He bent down to pull on his socks and shoes as he replied, "Just some toast would be lovely. Actually, it was a good thing those noisy birds and you woke me. I have to go open the store today since George has the morning off after last night. I'm sure he is still out of commission."
She silently worked on some breakfast for them both as she listened to him talk. Merlin, she loved his voice and first thing in the morning gave it a sexy, raspy tone to it. An ache already began to coil as she pulled two plates down and placed two pieces of toast on each. Hermione smiled as she placed his plate on the table in front of him and said, "I usually get up this early, even on weekends like today."
"You're one of those annoying morning people aren't-" His questioned a stopped as he raised his head up and came in direct line of vision of her slightly open robe. She had still had not gotten dressed and a good two inches-width of cleavage and sides of her breasts displayed from him by accident.
"Opps, sorry," she said and flushed as she retighten her robe but was stalled as he placed his larger hand on hers.
Slowly the handsome, slightly older man stood in front of her but held her eyes with his, as he asked, "No need to hide away from me. Are we still okay, Hermione?"
The intensity of his body so close to hers made it extremely difficult to think let alone speak but a faint, a 'yes' came out. But she mentally pulled herself together as she restated, "Yes, we're fine. Last night… it was nice."
"Nice?" he asked in a challenging tone as he slipped hand into her robe and bent his head down to nuzzle against her bare neck. "Come now, Hermione. Just nice?"
"Absolutely brilliant," she groaned as he pinched and nipped at her most willing body.
The clock from the living room chimed nine times and she felt him mumble against her neck. Just as she was about to wrap her arms around his neck, he took her hands in hers and kissed the tops as he spoke, "Then we are in complete agreement. The sex was just fabulous. Nothing better than hot, just sex between two friends. Maybe we should get together again soon?"
Hermione's reply caught in her throat as he dipped his head into her open robe to give a small lick and quick kiss on her right breast before coming back to full-height, which she came up just below his shoulder. Her lips were dry and she went to lick them but again was stopped as he licked them for her and repeated his question against her lips. She nodded as he smiled that blasted, charming smile that always meant he meant no good as she replied, "Um, sure."
"Lovely, sweets. I'll Floo you later. As much as I would love to ravish your delicious body for the rest of my breakfast, I need to get to the store,"" he commented as he pulled his wrinkled shirt on and didn't even bother to button it as he stole another kiss. Fred nipped at her bottom lip and tugged at both of her nipples as a little reminder of what those hands were capable of.
With a naughty wink, he strolled out of her kitchen as she leaned back against the counter and cuahgt her breath. After she heard him leave by the fireplace, Hermione's smile began to fade as her hand crept down the valley of her breasts, as her mind was lost in thought. Maybe he just needed to see that I am more than Ron's best friend. Maybe this will be more than just sex. Yes, I am sure it can. But either way, I'll enjoy it every minute of it.
A soft hum came from her lips as she headed to her bedroom to get dressed and start her day with the possibilities of her new lover coming back later that night.
To Be Continued