Elara Malfoy had a thing for Fred Weasley.
She wasn't quite sure when it had started, maybe in third year when he had stumbled into her path reeking of gunpowder; he had taken that opportunity to bow to the "Slytherin princess" and apologized profusely before being dragged off by his twin. Daphne Greengrass, her closest friend, had scoffed and told her the blood traitor was mocking her.
But although Elara agreed, she secretly felt it wasn't a joke to Fred.
So yes, it was her narcissism that made Fred Weasley seem so appealing to her, as the thought of the boy calling her the Slytherin Princess (I am so sorry I knocked into you, goddess, it won't happen again, I swear it!), made her liking of the boy grow. Of course, that was a secret she would have to take deep to her grave with her, unless she wanted to be disowned and removed from the Malfoy family. Elara had already worked hard to be part of that family, as her father was a rotten man with disgusting ideals and the worst view on punishments for a child. She didn't spend her childhood taking beatings for both her and her brother to prove her worth just to throw it all away over a boy, a blood traitor nonetheless!
It was hard, though. Especially when she knew he stared at her all the time. Especially during the Yule Ball, when he had looked so delectable and had taken the gorgeous Angelina Johnson as his date, it was ever so hard for Elara to swallow her jealousy. Theodore Nott may have been handsome, but he was nothing next to Fred Weasley. Fred Weasley was stunning, and had the personality that was rare to find.
Fred Weasley was annoying and witty, hilarious and clever. George and him were the best pranksters Hogwarts had ever seen, in her opinion. Of course, they normally targeted Slytherin's as their intended victims, but usually it was well deserved, Elara had to admit. The man was so open yet closed off, as Elara had never dared speaking to him.
Her brother Draco had a big mouth, and the last thing she needed was for him to gossip with father and tell him that Elara was even speaking civilly with a Weasley.
Yet when the opportunity in Potions class presented itself, Elara agreed upon meeting Fred Weasley at the astronomy tower around midnight. She dressed carefully that night, her best matching lace set, covered with fishnets and a black skirt, white blouse combo. She left her hair down, rings on her fingers, and applied a generous amount of her perfume to tie it all together.
Elara headed for the astronomy tower exactly at midnight, taking care to make sure no one saw her leave. She kept her wand up the sleeve of her robes, at the ready just in case she ran into any sort of trouble. Like that idiot Umbridge, what a nasty woman. If it weren't for her father being so close with the Ministry, she would spit at the woman. Instead, she had to play nice and act like the disgusting toad wasn't vile.
Fred Weasley seemed impatient, pacing back and forth and glancing at the watch on his wrist.
Elara stood in the doorway for a moment, admiring him openly for the first time. He was dashing, there was no doubt that the Weasley's had impeccable genes. He seemed to have gotten a haircut over Christmas break, as it wasn't as long as she preferred it. He kept flexing his fingers around his wand, and Elara wore a smile as she imagined those same skilled fingers wrapped around her throat.
"You didn't think I would forget our engagement tonight, did you?" Elara came out from the shadow of the stairwell, smirking when Fred jumped.
"Well, it's bloody past midnight, innit?" scoffed Fred, stilling his pacing and crossing his arms.
Elara walked into the room slowly, glancing around the tower and keeping her tone light. "You just said around midnight. I don't recall you specifying what exact time you wanted me here."
"Next time I'll be more clear, then." Fred took on the same tone she had, and he smirked back at her when her eyes narrowed at him.
"Who said there's a next time?" quipped Elara, crossing her arms as she leaned against the wall farthest from Fred.
"Oh darling, by the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging me for more."
With that rather bold statement, Fred walked over to Elara who watched him appraisingly.
"I rather doubt that, Weasley."
Fred harshly placed his arms on either side of Elara's body, his body heat warming her. "Darling, if you could just shut that pretty little mouth of yours, you wouldn't piss me off so much."
Elara raised an eyebrow, slightly embarrassed that she could already feel wetness between her legs. "Where's the fun in that, Weasel?"
Fred slammed his lips against hers then, and Elara snaked her arms around his neck. His lips felt like fire against hers, spreading a heat through her body as quickly as a brushfire. His hands ghosted down her waist, sliding behind her hips to grip her bum. Elara bit down on Fred's lip, harshly dragging his lower lip through her teeth, and Fred moaned audibly, slapping her bum with one hand while the other squeezed harshly.
He trailed his lips down her neck, nipping softly at the skin he had lusted over for so long, dusting kisses across her collarbones. His teeth grazed her skin, making her shiver and let out a moan against her will.
"That's it darling, be loud for daddy." encouraged Fred softly, his hands ghosting her inner thighs.
Elara's breath caught in her throat, and she tugged at the hair at the nape of his neck. She would be damned if she called Fred Weasley daddy.
"Do you want me to touch you, love?" asked Fred, moving his hands up to unbutton her shirt. It fell to the ground, and Fred stared at her creamy breasts hidden from him with a lace bra that seemed to be teasing him.
"Yes." Elara was breathless, almost embarrassed at how desperately she wanted him to touch her.
"Yes, what?" Fred kissed her jaw, his hands moving down to play with the hem of her skirt.
She knew he wasn't going to go further until she said it. "Yes, daddy."
Fred grinned at her then, and her skirt came down along with her fishnets. He knelt down, pressing sloppy kisses to her thighs as he forced them open. Elara's legs grew weak, something Fred took notice of.
"Lay down, love." with a wave of his wand, Fred had conjured up a soft blanket for them to lay on. Elara sat down, before Fred had pushed her down to continue his onslaught against her cunt.
Once again forcing her thighs open, he snapped the waistband of her panties. "Darling, I appreciate the thought you put into these, but next time, come ready for me, alright?"
He tugged off her panties without waiting for a response, and then ran his hand across her bare pussy. Elara gasped, bucking her hips up, and Fred laughed.
"You look delicious," Fred ducked down, his breath fanning across her delicate skin. "Good enough to eat."
He gave her a teasing lick, and again Elara's hips bucked up on their own accord. Fred placed a large hand on her lower stomach, holding her in place. His other hand held her legs open as he licked and sucked her clit, his tongue sliding in and out of her pussy. Without warning, his mouth left her, and his fingers replaced the warmth of his tongue. First it was one, and then he slowly added another, curling his fingers as he made eye contact with her.
"Fuck," Elara whimpered, pleasure flooding her body. It was almost too much for her to deal with, the way Fred Weasley was going down on her.
He increased his speed, and Elara arched her back, moaning loudly when he began nipping at her hips, sucking on the soft skin and placing harsh kisses as his fingers pumped faster and faster inside of her. He placed his mouth on her clit, keeping the fast pace with his fingers, and Elara gripped the blanket as a stream of moans left her mouth.
She could feel herself getting close, a coil in her stomach as Fred kept sucking on her clit. As she felt herself nearing the edge, her legs clenching around Fred's head as she was about to cum, he suddenly pulled away, giving her a cheeky grin with lust filled eyes.
"Why the fuck did you stop?" Elara asked breathlessly, brushing away at the strands of hair that stuck to her forehead.
"Darling, if you want to finish, you're going to need to beg daddy."
"You're unbelievable!"
Fred trailed kisses up her stomach, skillfully reaching behind her back to unhook her bra. Her breasts free, Fred took a hard nipple in his mouth, the other one he explored with his hand.
"Bite me," Elara said breathlessly, bucking her hips up to the erection that was pressed against her bare pussy. "Bite me daddy."
She felt Fred smile rather than saw him, and let out a loud moan as Fred Weasley bit down on her hard nipple, pinching the other one with his fingers. He started grinding his hips into hers as he bit and sucked at her tits, and Elara once again had to grip the blanket in her hands.
"Please, daddy," Elara gave in, running her nails down Fred's back. "Make me cum."
Fred paused for a moment, his eyes meeting hers. He gave her a quick grin, before quickly ducking back down to suck at her clit again. Once again, the familiar feeling was building up in her lower stomach, and as Fred pumped his fingers in her pussy and his lips sucked on her bundle of nerves, she finally found release, her legs shaking as she came on Fred Weasley's face.
"You taste so sweet," his voice was low, his tone cocky. "Now, my turn."
Fred slipped his boxers off, and the bare skin of his hard dick brushed against her pussy as he teased her entrance with his head. Elara dragged her nails down his back, and Fred thrusted into her with a groan and made Elara gasp as he began pumping in her.
He spread her legs to the side, resting each hand on either inner thigh, causing him to stroke deeply within her. He went softly at first, letting Elara adjust to his massive size, and then began thrusting his hips deep inside her faster and faster. He soon moved his arms on either side of Elara, and she wrapped legs around his waist.
"Fuck, Elara, you feel so damn good around my dick." Fred moaned out, burrowing his head into her neck.
"Choke me." said Elara in reply, letting out a moan as Fred hit a new spot inside of her.
Fred complied, much to her surprise. He wrapped one hand around her throat, squeezing harshly, the other hand propping himself up. The force of his thrusting made her tits bounce, and Elara parted her mouth in a silent moan as Fred's fingers clenched around her esophagus.
His thrusting became more sloppy, and she knew he was close to coming. Elara could once again feel the build up in her lower stomach, and she knew she was going to cum once more.
"Daddy, I'm gonna cum." the words came out a moan, and Fred pressed a harsh kiss to her neck as he picked up his pace once more.
Her walls clenched around him, and his name fell from her lips as her toes curled and her vision went white. She felt his dick twitch before he came inside her with a loud moan, pulling out his dick and laying next to her on the blanket.
Elara kept her eyes shut, feeling the odd sensation of her pussy twitching. It had been her first time, and it had been with a Weasley.
After a moment, Fred propped himself up next to her, looking down at her still form. He admired her naked body, committing it to memory for later when he would be alone and drawing the way she looked as he made her orgasm.
"You could stop staring anytime now." Elara said lightly, her eyes still shut.
"You're gorgeous." replied Fred, pressing a featherlight kiss to her temple.
Elara opened her eyes then, shoving Fred away from her and standing. "Alright, that's my cue to leave. This was fun, trust me, but I really ought to be going."
"What, you're just going to leave?" Fred protested, tugging on his boxers as he got up. He kept his eyes on hers as she quickly redressed herself.
"We just needed to get that" she waved her hands. "Out of our system. Now, we can go back to our separate worlds."
Fred shook his head, grabbing her hands as she was doing the last button on her blouse. "Elara, we can't just go back to quietly fancying each other after that."
Elara's eyes flashed, and she yanked her hands out of Fred's grasp. "Watch me."
Elara tugged her robe on, and after making sure her wand was tucked away, she stormed out of the astronomy tower, leaving Fred Weasley standing alone.