The Weasley Wizard Kings

And in the morning, I got a note from Ginny saying to meet them at the Three Broomsticks ASAP. And when I started getting dressed, Malfoy pulled me back down and we had sex again.

"You know, most girls would complain that all their boyfriends want is sex all the time, but I'm not. I can't, really, since half the time I'M the one who wants sex. You should feel very lucky."

"Oh trust me, I do." I laughed and kissed him, and then I got up to start getting dressed. As I bent down to grab my shirt, I tripped over something and fell flat on my ass. It was hilarious, and Draco laughed for about five minutes.

"Oh, shut up."

I got fully dressed and headed for the doors. Draco caught up with me, and started talking.

"Do you think we'll ever be able to actually go out? I mean, like not in secret and everything. It'd be nice I could hang out with you and your friends once in a while; I'm starting to realize how depressing being a Slytherin is."

"Well, maybe someday, when they all don't hate you and/or think you're working for the evil dark lord we're all trying so hard to get rid of."

"But, I AM working for him."

"Well, yeah, but not by choice. And Harry's REALLY paranoid about it."

"Really?"

"Yeah. But after all this is over, I'll fix it. I promise."

"Okay. I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay. You wanna meet here later?"

"Do you even have to ask?"

"I think I've been seeing more of this room than my own."

"Same here." We kissed again, and I left. And as I was walking, I thought to myself, "Man, we sure do kiss a lot." Only, it must not have been in my head.

"Not as much as I would like, Talia." McLaggen said, walking past me.

"Not even if you were the last guy with lips, McLaggen." But not even McLaggen flirting with me could bring down my mood. There was just something about sex that always made me feel high. And, yes, I know what feeling high feels like, sue me. I wondered if everyone felt this way after sex. Well, except for those poor, poor virgins.

Why did Ginny send me that note? What could possibly be so important? I mean, it's not like I've NEVER tasted butterbeer before, so it wasn't that. We'd been meeting with Sirius pretty regularly, so it couldn't have been that either. What the hell was it, then? I stopped by Honeydukes and grabbed some candy to calm my candy withdrawal symptoms, and walked into the Three Broomsticks with a caramel apple lollipop in my mouth. When I saw Ginny and Hermione at our usual table, I went over to them.

"Hey, what gives? You interrupted me and M—"

"HEY, TALIA look who we ran into a little while ago?" Before I had a chance to see who they ran into, two pairs of hands grabbed onto me, making me squeal. I turned to see the Weasley twins, and squealed again.

"Fred! George!" I hugged them so hard, I probably broke some ribs. But I didn't care. I turned to see Ron and Harry, who had just walked through the door. "And Ron! You're all better!"

"Yep, sure am."

"Too bad they couldn't do more." Said George.

"Yeah, we were really hoping they could do something about your face." Said Fred, and I slapped both of their heads.

"Be nice, he was just poisoned." I told them.

"We're sorry, little brother."

"Yeah, we actually think it's pretty bad ass that you got poisoned."

"Thanks, guys." Ron said, and then we all sat down.

"So, what are you guys doing here?" Harry asked the twins.

"We just came to visit our little brother! He was just poisoned, you know." Said George. Fred probably would've said something, but he was too busy analyzing my face with a huge smirk. I frowned at him.

"What?" I said to him.

"You've got the look on your face."

"What look?"

"You know what look. George, look at her face." George looked, and copied his brother's smile.

"Man, that sure is quite a look, Talia."

"What freaking look are you talking about, guys?" I asked them. They looked at each other, and then back at me.

"SEX LOOK!" They shouted together. A bunch of heads in the room turned to look at us, and my face turned red.

"Keep it down guys! It's not like I want the whole bloody world to know!"

"What's a sex look?" Asked Ron.

"Talia's face is totally screaming, "I've just had sex, and it was really good, so now I'm in a daze". Can't you tell?" Fred asked, so everyone started staring at me.

"Merlin's beard, guys, quit staring at me." I said, trying to hide my face from their view with my scarf. It wasn't working very well.

"So?" George asked.

"So what?" I said back.

"Who'd you have sex with?" Fred asked. I looked over at Ginny and Hermione for help, but they apparently wanted to see how I would do on my own. Gits.

"Please. Like it really matters what his name was?"

"Talia." Fred said. They were going to keep pressing this, I could tell. So, I panicked, and said the first name that came to mind. Well, after Malfoy, of course.

"Alright, fine. It was Blaise Zabini." They all looked at me like I was insane.

"Are you insane? You slept with a Slytherin?" Ron asked me, acting like I had made the biggest betrayal of all time.

"Oh please, Ronald. It's not like all Slytherins are evil! You KNOW Blaise isn't that bad. And it's not like we're dating, or anything. We both just scratched each other's itches, that's all." I looked over at Harry, ready to pounce on him. But I didn't have to.

"Hey, the way I see it, at least it wasn't Malfoy." Ouch, Harry. But at least he wasn't mad.

"Thank you, Harry." And then Fred spoke up.

"That's true. I think Blaise is too nice to be a Slytherin. He should've been a Hufflepuff, or something.

"Yeah! Even though no one has ever explained to me what exactly a Hufflepuff is. What the hell are they?"

"Well, Ernie MacMillan always says he's good at finding things. Maybe they're particularly good finders!" Ginny said, and we all laughed.

"Ginny, you say the funniest shit sometimes." I said.

"You do too!"

"That's what we get for growing up with these two." I said, pointing to Fred and George.

"You're lucky all you got from them was a sense of humor." Ron said, complaining. George rolled his eyes.

"Oh bloody hell, here we go again." He said.

"It was my favorite teddy bear! WHY would you do something like that to me?"

"Every time…" Fred said. Hermione and Harry looked confused.

"Uh, what about the teddy bear?" Harry asked. I took the liberty of explaining.

"Well, you see, when Ron was really young, the twins decided to turn his favorite teddy bear into a spider and scare him with it. Hence Ron's irrational fear of spiders."

"That makes so much sense…" Harry said. Hermione looked sympathetic and amused all at the same time.

"Ron, you've got to get over this already!" Fred said.

"Yeah, we've apologized a million times! It was just a bit of fun, we didn't realize it would affect you like this!" George said.

"Although, it was a pretty good prank…"

"And that little squeaky scream noise you made was quite hilarious…"

"Some of our best work, really…"

"Just shut it, you two." I said, and got up to leave. "Now, if you don't mind, I have some shopping to do. Please try and play nicely while I'm gone, I don't feel like playing moderator anymore."

I left to the sound of them arguing some more, with a smile on my face. I didn't realize I was being followed until Fred jumped in front of me to open the door.

"What are you doing?" I asked him as we walked out into the cool air of the afternoon.

"I just thought you might like some company." He said.

"Don't you want to hang out with the rest of them before you and George take off?"

"I'll catch up with them later. Can we talk for a bit?"

"Sure. I'm always up for a bit of girl talk."

"Very funny, Tal."

"I thought so. Come on, in here." I said, leading him into a clothing store. He didn't look happy to be shopping in here, but I didn't give a shit. He was the one who followed me. As I started looking through the clothes, Fred started talking again.

"Tal, I know Blaise isn't the one you were with this morning." Oh crap. How did he know that?

"Of course he is."

"How many times do I have to catch you lying to me, before you realize that I will ALWAYS catch you lying to me?" I didn't know what to say, so I stayed silent. He went to the other side of the rack so he could see my face. "Why don't you want me to know who you were with?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because I know you won't like the truth. None of you will."

"Oh please, Talia. No one understands embarrassing hook-ups better than me."

"What if it wasn't a hook-up?"

"What do you mean?"

"What if this wasn't the first time? What if we've been seeing each other for months now, even though I know everyone hates him?" It took him a while to answer me.

"Why would you be with someone like that?"

"Because I love him, and he loves me, and he's not what everyone thinks." I could tell he wanted me to elaborate, so I sighed, and continued. "It started out as just a hook-up, okay? But after that first night, he told me he wanted it to be more. And I did too."

"And you believed him?" I nodded and smiled, remembering that night.

"He quoted The Princess Bride to me." Fred laughed.

"How did he know that that was the way to your heart?" We laughed for a few minutes, and then he spoke again. "Listen, Tal, I'm not gonna make you tell me if you don't want to. But when you're ready, just know that I'll do my best to keep an open mind."

"Thanks, Freddie." We did our little blow up the fist bump hand shake, and I went back to shopping. But then I had a thought.

"Really great sex." He looked surprised.

"What about it?"

"That's another reason why I'm with him. The sex is really great." He chuckled.

"I've been a terrible influence on you all these years."

"Well, it's too late to change now." We walked around the store for a few more minutes, I bought a few really cute outfits, and then we walked to the next store. This one was a store that sold casual day dresses. My kind of store.

"So, how come you said Blaise Zabini was the one you were sleeping with?" Fred asked me from outside the changing room, where I was trying on this really cute and comfortable black sweater dress.

"I don't know, it just came to my mind."

"Talia." He was so annoying!

"Dude, you can't even see my face! How can you tell I'm lying?"

"Because you just told me. Now talk." An evil genius, that man was.

"Fine. I said Blaise, because I'd been hooking up with him for a couple years before this guy."

"Really? A couple years?"

"Yep."

"Huh." He seemed thoughtful for a few minutes, and then asked another question. "How about your nightmares? Are you doing okay?" Finally, a topic I actually didn't mind talking about. I came out of the dressing room with a smile on my face.

"Better than okay. I haven't even been having them."

"What, you mean like for a couple weeks?"

"No, I mean like for a few months. Ever since I've been seeing this guy, I haven't had one single nightmare." He looked surprised.

"I have to say, I'm a little jealous that I'm not the only man in your life that can do that for you anymore." He pouted, so I laughed and hugged him.

"You'll always be important to me, Fred. You don't have to worry about that."

"I know. You wouldn't survive without me." Oh, cocky much?

"Listen here, buddy, I think it is YOU who wouldn't survive without ME!"

"Yeah, you're probably right." He backed up to look at me. "You should get that dress. It suits you."

"You think?"

"I think. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go catch up with George so we can go. Promise you'll write to me more?"

"Promise." He left, and it took me about two seconds to miss him. I bought my dress and left, planning on showing it to Malfoy when we met up later.

Fred POV

It didn't take a genius to figure out that Talia was seeing Malfoy. Honestly, I was surprised that no one else had figured it out sooner. Who else was there that she knew we all hated, and would be embarrassed to tell us? Well, besides McLaggen. But she would never go there.

Or maybe I just knew her better than anyone else. But either way, she was still dating Draco Malfoy. I was having a hard time accepting it, but I told her I would keep an open mind, even if she didn't know that I knew. But I sure hoped for her sake that he really had changed.