“I thought you might need someone”
Fred approached her at the beginning of 6th year. She knew she was looking a little rough from the summer at home. Most summers at home are quite isolating since her mum and dad don’t know much about magic other than what she has taught them. She loves spending time playing games with them and hanging out but being an only child is hard. Not being able to do magic outside of Hogwarts makes summers particularly dull and she only has a certain amount of books to study. By the end of the summer, there is almost nothing to distract her from the devastating loneliness she feels.
She is excited to go back to school because of the distraction it will provide. Her thoughts are too loud and she always needs to be doing something to distract from them. She packs her trunk a week before it is time to leave and she spends hours reading her books to get ready for the upcoming school year. The trip on the Hogwarts Express is awkward with Ron and Harry but it feels less awkward than last year so at least there is improvement.
Fred and George visit their compartment and sit and chat with them for a bit. Fred sits right next to her. He turns to her and says, “Oi Mione, ready for another year of blowing our arses out of the water in classes?” She smiles back at him. “Ready for another year of focusing on pranks instead of school work?” He leans down and whispers in her ear “Seems like we are both ready for a good year then” His lips brush her ear and she suppresses the shiver that wants to manifest from that little movement. His leg is pressed against hers and she wonders at how small her leg looks next to his. When they get up to mess with some other friends, she peeks and sees how tall he has gotten. He has filled out and grown up over the summer. She bites her lip and glances up just in time to see him shoot her a wink and flicker his eyes down to her lips before heading down the train. She thinks to herself ‘Maybe I chose the wrong Weasley the first time’ and that thought stayed at the front of her brain the whole train ride.
Arriving at Hogwarts was like a breath of fresh air and it brought her out of her thoughts of Fred. It was a fresh start and a new year. Fred sneaks next to her on their walk into the Great Hall. She smiles up at him and he pulls the bench out for her to sit down. She is confused as she sits down. Why is he being like this? Why the sudden interest? He bumps her shoulder with his to get her out of her thoughts so they can pay attention to Dumbledore and she is thankful for his grounding presence. She hasn’t ever felt so naturally comforted by someone and she doesn’t know where this sudden interest in her came from.
The first week passes in a blur and Fred hangs around her more and more. One night, he finds her in the library writing a charms essay. It was assigned earlier today but she had learned most of the content over the summer so she has already written 14 inches of it. She feels someone watching her and turns around to see Fred strolling up to her. He settles into the seat next to her and peaks at her charms essay. “Looks like you are working hard, need a distraction?” He says, laying on the charm thick. She is not usually so easily persuaded but she is lonely and desperate and Fred is a good friend.
She doesn’t know how they get there but they end up in his dorm, her back up against the door. She doesn't feel scared like how she did with Ron. She feels excited and wanted. He leans down and hesitates before leaning in to kiss her lips. He tastes like honey and spice and it’s addicting. She kisses back as if saying ‘I want this’ and he gets the message, holding her waist so delicately as if it might break. With a new sense of courage and the adrenaline of being wanted, she reaches up to start to undo the buttons on his shirt. She only gets a few open before she shoves his robes off and tries to pull his shirt over his head. He helps her before sliding his hands over her shoulders to take her robes off. His touch spreads fire throughout her body and she loves the heat of it. He slides his hands around her waist and starts playing with the hem of her sweater. Before she loses her nerve, she whispers “You can take it off” smiling up at him. He gently kisses her before pulling away and pulling her shirt over her head.
He carefully grabs her hand and pulls her over to his bed. She hears him mutter a silencing spell and a locking spell so that no one can barge in on them. She kisses him hard in appreciation when she realizes what he did. It is very considerate of him and makes her feel more comfortable in such a foreign environment.
She settles on the center of his bed and he looms above her. Instead of feeling intimated, she feels protected and secure. She pulls him down to join their lips together. He kisses her like she is a treasure. Soon the kisses turn more desperate and passionate. She starts squirming under him. He detaches himself from her lips and immediately dives into her neck to leave little kisses. He worships her body as he slowly moves lower. He looks up at her for permission when he gets to her bra and she nods quickly. He wastes no time unhooking it and throwing it out of reach. She barely has a second to feel the cold air on her nipples before he is sucking the right one into his mouth. Her back arches off the bed in pleasure and he kisses the bud before moving onto the left one. She gasps into the air as he licks and sucks her nipple. She never knew she could feel this good from just having her nipples played with. He pulls back to stare at them. “Merlin you are perfect,” He said breathlessly. She suspects that her blush has spread down to her chest from all the appreciation and compliments he kept muttering. She wants someone to care. No, she needs someone to care about her and show her that they do. Fred is accomplishing that in a way she never knew was possible.
He leans up to kiss her lips again as his hands slide down, dipping into her waist and resting on the edge of her trousers. She felt his tongue sliding along the seam of her lips as her hands began searching for the button on his pants. She found a very hard ridge instead and traced it up to find the button and with eager hands, unbuttoned it and swiftly undid the zipped before trying to shove his trousers down while he was still on top of her. He chuckles softly, grabbing her fumbling hands, and kissing them before maneuvering himself to get his pants off. She focuses on the bulge in his boxers as he does so. She doesn’t have any experience but he looks huge. His hands slide up her thighs and begin to take off her pants. He expertly strips her and leaves her in just her knickers. He looks down at her in adoration, splayed out in front of him. His hands trail up and down her body and she is getting more desperate by the moment. “Fuck you are soaked,” He says, rubbing his fingers down the gusset of her kickers.
She throws her head back, gasping as he strokes her. She grips his sheets hard as he rubs over her clit with his thumb, moaning into the air. He runs his fingers along the edge of her knickers, giving her time to tell him no. Instead, she places her hands over his and helps him remove the scrap of fabric covering her modesty.
He settles between her thighs and she feels like he is staring into her soul with the way he is looking up at her. He breaks their eye contact to lick up her slit. She throws her head back and moans loud enough to surprise herself. She thinks to herself 'Fuck this feels good, no wonder people are obsessed with shagging'. He continues to lap at her pussy alternating between kitten licks on her clit and broad licks across her hole. Her hips thrust up into his face against her will. She opens her mouth to apologize but the apology dies on her tongue when he sucks hard on her clit and holds her hips tight to his face. She is gasping as the heat in her stomach builds. Her hands slide into his hair and she holds him tight against her pussy as he devours her. She moans his name into the air as she cums harder than she ever has before. He pulls back from his place between her thighs, a wide smile on his face. “Fuck you are so hot when you cum” He rasps out, crawling up to kiss her. She can taste herself on his tongue but she doesn’t care. All she is focused on is this man who cares for her and is showing her so much kindness and attention.
She turns her attention to the bulge in his boxers. She explores it with her hands and he stares as she rubs at him. She is fascinated and she quickly moves to try to pull his boxers down. He helps guide his boxers down his legs and she flings them somewhere else in the room. His body is foreign to her but he doesn’t push her to do anything that she is uncomfortable with. He just lays against the headboard and lets her explore him with her hands and mouth. He moans loudly as she licks his cock from base to tip. He gathers her hair carefully into one of his hands so it is out of her face as she places a kiss on the tip of his cock. She doesn’t truly suck his cock, she just licks and kisses all over it, hoping that her exploring feels good. He offers soft praises and she glows from them. “Good girl” “You are kissing my cock so perfectly” “ Fuck that feels so good baby” “Look at you, you are so good at this,” He says, awe and pride in his voice. As she explores, she glances up at him and he stares right into her eyes.
Eventually, he pulls her up and whispers, “Let me take care of you, baby”. He lays her against the pillows and grabs his wand to cast a spell. “Contraceptive spell” He whispers to her as he hovers over her before kissing her hard. He pulls away and she watches as he lines himself up. He looks up at her one more time to check in. She nods and watches as he pushes into her. Fuck he is huge and she already feels so full. She can feel every centimeter as he pushes into her, she grabs his shoulders as he continues to ease into her. He stares into her eyes and she feels the passion he is feeling. He finally bottoms out inside of her and leans down and kisses her softly on the lips. His kisses gain heat and she starts to squirm on his cock. He begins to ease in and out of her and it feels so fucking good. She claws at his back and she can barely keep her eyes open to watch him as he fucks her. She already feels the coil inside of her winding up and she gasps into the air as he brings her higher and higher. She moans into the air as the coil snaps and her orgasm hits her like a freight train. She is lost to the clouds. His thrusts become uneven and he bites softly into her shoulder as he cums inside of her.
Minutes later, once she finally comes down from the clouds, she finds herself curled into his chest, basking in the warmth. “Fuck that was amazing” She whispers. “Yeah baby” He whispers into the crown of her hair, kissing it. They stay tangled together for at least 10 minutes. She eventually stretches out and climbs onto his lap to kiss him happily.
She kisses him softly, basking in bliss.
“I thought you might need someone,” He says out of the blue.
She goes still, “What do you mean?” She says hesitantly.
“I thought you might need someone to fuck. After last year, all the pressure of Ron and the summer alone. I thought you might need someone to fuck for some stress relief.” He says nonchalantly
She goes cold, “What do you mean “someone to fuck”?” She says looking down at him.
“This is just a shag, Granger. You clearly couldn’t handle a relationship last year and I am not ready to settle down. You just needed someone to loosen you up a bit.” He says with a shrug.
“What?” She says, her voice breaking a bit.
“Granger, I’m sorry if you thought this would turn into more but I’m not ready to have a consistent girlfriend,” He says like it’s no big deal. Like he didn’t just take her virginity and then tell her that he doesn’t want her. That he just wanted her was for sex.
She climbs off his lap. She begins to gather her clothes.
“Granger, what are you doing? You can come back to bed for a bit!” He calls out from the bed.
She can’t find her underwear. She finds it across the room. She pulls it on to cover herself. Cover the one part of her that she had never shown anyone before.
She shouldn’t have assumed he cared.
She clasps her bra next, catching a view of herself in the mirror, his bite already bruising on her shoulder. She tries to hold back tears.
She shouldn’t be here. She shouldn’t have come.
She pulls on her pants and her shirt. She hides her body.
She shuffles around to gather the rest of her things before making eye contact with a confused Fred.
“I thought you needed someone Hermione” Fred says.
“I do need someone. I need someone, not a shag. Goodbye, Fred.” She says, her voice cracking and tears welling up in her eyes.
As she walks away, tears drip down her cheeks and all she can think about is how she was enough to shag but not enough to date. How he said such nice things when all he wanted was her body. How he treated her so nicely and then said it was just a casual thing. He was trying to be nice but he hurt her even more.
She lays down in her lonely bed, knowing that she had hoped to fall asleep with him tonight after whispers of adoration. It was a stupid thought. She shouldn’t have believed that someone could like her. That someone could want her for something other than her body.
She falls asleep alone, hating herself.