I quietly walked down to the common room after everyone was asleep. I desperately wanted to sit in front of the fire and just stare at the flames. Upon reaching the bottom however, i realized i wasn't the only one.

Fred sat on the couch watching the flames. He had just gotten out of the shower it appeared. He was wearing just a simple pair of navy blue pajama pants and no shirt. I couldn't help but admire his physique. Even from the back you could tell he was toned. Freckles scattered across his shoulders and down his body. Not a crazy amount but just a light dusting. I ached to kiss each one.

He must have sensed my presence for he turned around and watched me approach the couch.

Watching these flames dance was the only thing helping to quiet my racing mind. No matter what i did i couldn't get the image of Ron kissing Hermione as me out of my mind. Damn Bastard. I thought a shower would help but all it did was make me angrier. I punched the shower walls so many times my hand now bled onto the carpet.

Fuck, someone was coming down the stairs. Why couldn't i just be alone for awhile.

I turned around to see who it was.

Hermione..

Merlin she was beautiful. She had changed into a simple white shirt and red bed shorts. Her hair fell around her shoulders, slightly swaying as she walked toward me on the couch. I felt my cock twitch as my eyes caught sight of her nipples poking through the shirt. The light from the fire hit her body just right making the shirt damn near see thru. It took every ounce of will i had to lift my eyes to her face. Thankfully she hadn't noticed my voyeuring eyes and walked around the couch and stood in front of me.

" Hey Freddie, may i join you?" She asked with a sad innocent expression on her face.

" Of Course Hermione, take a seat." I patted the spot beside me.

She sat down and curled her legs up beside her. Her amazing legs. She wasn't tall but her legs went on for days it seemed. My cock twitched again as my eyes quickly traveled up her legs to her bottom which curved perfectly as it sat beside her feet.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the back of the couch. This woman was going to be the death of me.

Fred closed his eyes and leaned his head back. His adams apple poked out as if proudly stating he was a man. My eyes traveled down his chest to his stomach where i saw that sexy v and light trail of hair disappear into his pants. His adams apple wasn't the only thing stating his manliness. Fred's cock was lightly pushing against the fabric of his pants. He wasn't fully hard but he was getting there.

I nearly smacked myself for not noticing sooner! His left hand was bleeding!

" Fred! Your hand!" I jumped grabbing his arm to get a better look at it. His knuckles were split open as if he had continuously punched something very hard. Realizing i left my wand on my side table i jumped off the couch and ran up the stairs to retrieve it before Fred had fully opened his eyes.

Returning to the common room with my wand i cleaned his hand and applied a wrap to it to keep it from bleeding onto the carpet more. Fred just sat there watching me heal his hand with a sadness in his eyes.

" Fred, what happened?" I asked him as i gently set his hand back down.

He hesitated before looking down at the fireplace, " I got angry so i punched the shower wall i few times. It's my fault. I'm sorry you had to see it and thank you for helping me." He looked back at me and i just nodded in understanding.

I curled back onto the couch but this time i curled up against him and leaned my head on his shoulder as my eyes went to the fire.

We both needed comforting. We needed each other.

Now she really was trying to kill me.

She laid her head against my shoulder as she curled up against me. Her hands were in her lap but they may as well have been travelling all over my body.

Her lips were parted just enough that when she exhaled her breath kissed my chest. My arm wrapped around her as she got comfortable. She was so warm and soft. I laid my head against hers and tried to relax.

However, relaxing when the girl of your dreams is cuddled up against you is extremely hard. Matching my now throbbing cock perfectly. I began to think of disgusting things trying to relieve it before she noticed.

Merlin was on my side tonight. I could sense her drifting off to sleep so closed my eyes and did the same.

I awoke to see Winky leaving after her nightly straightening routine. She smiled at me before she left. I could feel Fred sound asleep beside me. We hadn't been asleep for long though, as the fire was still going strong. I noticed however that my hand had now moved off my lap onto Freds.

My hand laid on Fred's thigh and right beside it was his cock standing at full attention straining against the fabric. How was this man single? I realized that if his cock shifted just a little to the left it would break free through the open seam in the front. Never in my life had a prayed so hard for something to happen.

" Mione… Please…." Fred mumbled in his sleep.

Bloody Hell please tell me that was a sign. For the love of merlin let that be a sign.

"Fuck…..mmmm...just a little harder...oh gods yes…" He mumbled again.

Fred Weasley was having a sex dream about me? He did want me. At Least in his dreams anyway.

Suddenly Fred sprung up, flipping me onto my back and laying ontop of me. He was awake. That's when i noticed, during his moaning my hand had moved on its own. My and had reached thru the fabric. I now had Fred Weasley's cock in my hand and his body on top of me. I watched him shake his head trying to clear the sleep from it. He realized what he had done and moved to get off me.

My body reacted before my brain did as my other hand reached up and pulled his head down to mine for a searing kiss.