She sat watching him over breakfast, he was often quiet during meals, she suspected he had honed the skill of blocking out the familial noise and fuss. Every morning he waved goodbye to to the family, kissed his wife quickly and apparated to work. Every evening he returned at dinner time, greeted the family, gave his wife a quick peck on the cheek and sat to eat.
Every night she watched him carry a tray of hot chocolate for everyone into the living room and distribute them, every night she “accidentally” brushed his fingers whilst taking hers, every time she saw his ears redden. Each night she would go up early to bed, she would bid goodnight, usually showering and retiring before anybody had even thought of sleeping.
Tonight she heard footsteps behind her on the stairs as she reached the top. Tonight she was pushed roughly against her bedroom door and kissed like she’d never been kissed before, she reciprocated, pushing the door open and turning the tables, by pushing him against the wall. She pulled back and smiled. She knew he’d come to her, knew that he watched her too.
She kissed him again, long passionate kisses, soon her hands had unbuckled his belt, unzipped his trousers and released him. She sank to her knees as he watched her in a mixture of surprise and anticipation. She licked over his balls before cupping them as she licked his length, before taking him into her mouth, she licked the head swirling her tongue over the slit, his hiss of pleasure and his fingers diving into her hair told her he liked it. She rolled his balls in her fingers and palm, bobbing up and down his shaft, using her other hand to rub where her mouth did not reach.
He was making the most delicious sounds, she began to take him deeper into her mouth, she held his thighs and felt him shake, she sucked harder and he thrust faster, her tongue was running the length and he was panting rapidly, she could feel him pull back, knowing he was about to come, she moved forward. He let out a strangled groan and came in her mouth. She pulled away, looked at him and swallowed.
He moaned and closed his eyes. “Great Merlin” is all he said, in a low voice which she found incredibly sexy. She stood and kissed him again. Tomorrow, she would catch him off guard and he would bring her pleasure, she had decided. She smiled and said “goodnight Mr Weasley, sleep well.” He stroked her face, gave her one last deep kiss and departed.
Neither of them had noticed that they were being watched too, as he left the room, Mrs Weasley retreated into the shadows of the landing, tears streaming as her suspicions about her husband and daughter in law were finally confirmed.