Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Harry Potter, but I own Lily and the plot. I do not make any money from this.

WARNING!!!

THIS STORY ISN'T RATED "M" FOR NOTHING!!!

Do not read if you don't want to be scarred for life from reading my horribly badly written sex-scenes.

Summary: What could have happened if Fred had had a girlfriend. Quick scenes from their meetings, and what happened after he died.

Author's Note: Omigosh! There's Swedish in this one! 8D


Winter – DH

"Fred, I'm scared." I told him quietly. He hugged me tightly. I felt my skin burn where our naked bodies touched.

"Don't worry. You'll be fine." I hit him on the arm.

"It's not me I'm worried about, it's you silly." Said and Fred kissed the top of my head. I held him hard, gripping of the sheets.

"You don't have to be worried about me. We're going to keep on the move a lot. We won't be caught." He said softly and I shook my head.

"I'm just… mad at being stuck here. I want to help." I muttered. "I know you'll be alright. If there's someone to get out of trouble, it's you guys." I added and he kissed me quickly on the mouth.

"Well, I'm glad you're staying here. I want you safe." Fred said and caressed the back of my head. I buried my head in his chest, and moved my body against him, making him moan.

"Let's not worry about this now, okay?" I whispered. I ate a chocolate and welcomed the rush of sensations it brought me, as he did the same. My skin flared and my sex pounded. I moaned as he sat up, moving my sex against his. I raised my hips and let him slide inside. He brushed against the inner walls of me, making me dizzy with pleasure. He lifted me up and brought me down, creating friction delicious enough to make me see stars. I cried out as he bit my neck, and clawed his back as he moved me up and down again. As if synchronized, we both made it so I was standing on my knees, and he entered me from the behind. He pounded into me hard, ruthlessly almost, and I met him with every thrust, moaning loudly. I felt my knees weaken, and how my body shook. Warm ecstatic pleasure rippled throughout me, and I couldn't get enough of him stretching me out again, and again and again. He moved his hands to my behind, widened my buttocks and stuck a finger inside my other hole. The ripping pain was confusing added to the ripping pleasure, and I scrunched my face at the feeling. He moved another finger inside, and I groaned at the odd sensation. He stopped humping into me, and I panted hard, trying to keep my overwhelming arousal in control. Suddenly, something cool, soft and hard was inserted into my sex, and I gasped as it began to vibrate. I wriggled my hips, trying to get him to push it in further, which he did, until it wouldn't go in anymore. Then he seared my buttocks, and slowly, inserted his limb. I forced myself to relax, and managed to do so, all to get the feeling of being filled.

"My god!" I gasped as he was all the way inside. He stopped there, although I could tell how hard it was for him, feeling him tremble above me. Hot, hard, filling me completely. He groaned and I moved my behind. "Move damn it." I groaned and he obeyed. I cried out at the pain mixed pleasure, once again making me see stars. I moaned his name, and gripped hard of the sheets. Vibrating in my sex, hot and hard into my bum, I was almost aroused enough to faint. I groaned desperately, and he did the same.

"Fred! You're- haah… jinxed laater!" I gasped and he laughed breathily. He thrust into me hard and I cried out in ecstasy. He moved a hand to the nub of my sex, and I was certain I was going to go mad of all the feelings.

I half screamed, half moaned as I came violently, the orgasm causing my knees and arms to give up and I fell down in a heap on the bed, almost fainting from sensational overload. Fred pulled out of me, and pulled the dildo out from me as well. I groaned at the loss of being filled, but didn't say anything else. I was having trouble breathing. It was too overwhelming. Fred kissed my neck and back, softly, sloppily, he too recovering from his orgasm.

We had to wait ten minutes before anyone could say anything.

"Fred… what made you attempt that?" I wondered, breathing heavily. He laughed tiredly and turned me around to kiss me on the mouth, causing the flames in my body to burn again.

"I don't really know." He confessed and I laughed, writhing so my body was closer to his. He moaned and touched me all over, as did I, and we were once again lost in the overwhelming pleasure.

"You seem sore." Fred said guiltily and I smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

"It was worth it." I told him and he smiled back. I sat down carefully and then started to gulf down breakfast. I was hungry, and by the look of Fred, he was too. We quickly finished and then walked outside. The weather was turning chilly, and the rain had once turned into snow. I held his hand and leant my head on his shoulder.

"Fred. Don't die." I said softly, and he smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Of course I won't. At least not in many years to come." He replied.


6 months later – DH

"Jävla idioter! Skärp er förfan!*" I roared and hit my fist into the table. My co-workers – ministry-workers – jumped awake and looked terrified at me. "Ni är ministeriet för i helvete! Ni måste fan hålla de kontakter som ni blivit tillsagda att hålla!**" they looked at each other and one man started to argue against me, when a secretary entered the office.

"Fröken Sandström, ni har besök. Han är rödhårig och brittisk-***"

"Tack Anna!*^" I glared at the others and they looked away. "Jobbar ni inte när jag kommer tillbaka, då fan…*^*" I let the words hang there and then told Anna to send the visitor to my office. I entered my room and sat down behind my desk, glaring out through the window. It was snowing. Christmas was soon, and Voldemort was ravaging England. Their ministry was infiltrated, and most certainly, so was ours. I groaned and rubbed my temples. I heard the door open and close, and then felt a pair of hands on my shoulders, massaging them. I turned around, and gasped as I saw Fred there, smiling widely at me.

"Oh my god!" I whispered, rose and threw my arms around his neck, hugging him fiercely. He hugged me back and pulled my head to his and kissed me on the mouth. I kissed him back, while I at the same time tried to touch him everywhere, to feel that he was still alive, still safe. He pulled back, hands on my cheeks and looked at me.

"You look tired." He said and I laughed and hugged him again. He held me tight, and I gripped of his robes, pulling him closer still. He kissed my neck and stood silent.

"Why are you here?" I whispered.

"I needed to see you. It's Christmas." He said and I laughed again and we kissed, moaning quietly at the taste of the other's lips again. I pulled away as he moved his hands to my behind, and looked at him.

"I'm working." I told him sternly. He smiled and moved a test of hair out of my face.

"Then I will go to your apartment and wait for you there." He told me, kissed me longingly and then left. All of a sudden, the rest of the day seemed bright.


I opened the door to my apartment and wasn't surprised to find Fred already inside, making acquaintances with my black cat.

"She's lovely!" he said as I laughed at her lying in his lap, purring loud enough for it to be heard next door.

"Indeed she is. Her name's Camilla." I told him and he scratched her under her chin.

"Pretty kitty." He cooed and I laughed.

"You're very cuddly with her." I stated when he looked at me and he grinned.

"I can't be otherwise. She won't let me go." He told me and I laughed and lift Camilla out of his lap. She meowed and purred as I cradled her in my arms.

"Hej liten^*^." I cooed, and nuzzled my nose in her fur. She meowed and continued to purr, but I put her down in the kitchen, and filled her bowl with food. She ate slowly, as she always did and I returned to Fred. He was watching me with a puzzled look in his eyes and I tilted my head.

"What is it?"

"I missed you." He said simply and I smiled and sat down next to him on the sofa, caressing his cheek. He closed his eyes and leant into my hand. Then he threw himself over me, pushing me back into the couch. I laughed and didn't fight when he loomed over me. He pushed his knee up in between my legs and I gasped. He kissed me deeply, and I moaned into his mouth. I gripped of his robes, and groaned impatiently.

"I hate clothes." I muttered, grabbed my wand and removed them from his body. He laughed and did the same to me. Then he kissed between my breasts, massaging them with his hands, and I moaned as he kissed lower and between my legs. I groaned loudly as he widened my sex with his fingers and licked deeper, and I was getting wet quickly. He pulled back and then pushed his hard inside me. I gasped and gripped of his arms tightly, wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him in all the way and held him there. He was panting in my ear as he tried hard not to move. Then I clenched the muscles around him and he groaned, biting down on my neck making me gasp. He began to thrust into me with long hard strokes and I met up with him every time. He brushed against my inner walls, felt close, mine. I pulled his head down to kiss him sloppily, teeth clashing as often as lips and tongue, panting, eager to pleasure the other. He suddenly pulled out of me, and pulled me up so I was sitting in his lap. Then he turned be around, and entered me again. He slid inside, and moved his hands around my torso to squeeze my breasts. I groaned and swiveled my hips, wanting as much of him as I could get. He let go of my breasts, picked up his wand, and waved it in front of us. I gasped as a mirror appeared before us, showing me being shagged in all my glory. I gasped as Fred moved me, and moved my arms back, gripping of his head. The sight of him sliding in and out of me was almost as arousing as eating a chocolate, and I moaned loudly. Fred bit my neck and looked at me in the mirror. I was flushed, and my chest was heaving.

"You are beautiful." He said and I moaned. He moved a hand to the nub of my sex, and I groaned loudly.

He made me come much earlier than I had expected, and came too just seconds afterwards. The mirror disappeared and he wrapped his arms around my waist, leaning his head on my shoulder. I didn't want him out of me, so I stayed, leaning back.

"I don't want to leave you again." He whispered and I nodded.

"I don't want to leave you either. But do we have a choice?" he laughed tiredly, and lifted me off of him. He conjured a blanket and wrapped us both in it, nuzzling my neck. I wrapped my arms around him and held him as tight as I possibly could.

"When do you have to leave again?" I asked faintly and I felt how he shivered. He held me tighter and was silent. "Fred. I want to know." I whispered and he kissed my neck.

"I cannot stay more than a few days. I might have to leave tomorrow. I don't want to endanger you by staying too long." he said softly and I hit his chest loosely.

"Damn him…" I hissed.

"Damn whom?"

"You-know-who. I wish Harry would find a way to finish him soon." I replied and Fred nodded.

"I know. All we can do is really to do the best we can here. Help him if we get the chance." Said he and I kissed him on the mouth. He kissed me back and we weren't talking anymore in a while.

Two days later I came home and found Fred waiting by the door. He was dressed in his travel robes and I felt my eyes well up.

"I have to leave." He said simply and I nodded.

"Yes. I see." Said I, feeling the tears spill over. "I'm sorry. When not spending much time with you, I tend to soften up." I said and laughed. He wiped my tears away, and kissed me softly on the mouth.

"I'll be back soon, you'll see." He said and I smiled. I put a hand on his cheek, and closed my eyes.

"Leave before I decide to hold you here." I told him fiercely and he laughed. There was a crack and he was gone. I closed my apartment door and cried.


*"Bloody idiots! Get a grip god damn it!"

**"You're the ministry for hell's sake! You gotta bloody keep the contacts you've been ordered to keep!"

***"Miss Sandström, you have a visitor. He has got read hair and is Brittish-"

*^"Thank you Anna!"

*^*"If you're not bloody working when I get back…"

^*^"Hi small one."

... 8D