Chapter 33

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sorry for the late update :( I was out of town for new years


Later that night, I was laying wide awake while my two roommates were sound asleep. I was laying on my back, my hands crossed over my stomach, and my eyes would not stay closed, no matter how much I tried. It was just one of those nights where my mind would not stop racing, and no matter how much I coaxed myself to feel sleepy, nothing worked.

After I tossed around for what must have been the thousandth time, still frustratingly hot even after changing into a tank top, a little paper airplane wiggled its way underneath the door and flew to me.

I sat up in bed, confused at the charmed piece of paper as it flew to rest in my lap. I picked it up and unfolded it to see that there was messy writing scrawled across the crumpled piece of paper, but I couldn't read it in the dark room. I lifted the blanket over my head and grabbed my wand to cast a 'lumos', praying that neither Ginny or Hermione would wake up from the light.


Come to our room

- F


I looked confusedly at the paper, both wondering why he wanted me over there and also how the hell he knew I was awake.

I layed back down on the couch that I had insisted I sleep on that night instead of Ginny, glancing over towards the bed to make sure that both of the other girls were still asleep.

I considered my options. I had nothing better to do - I wasn't going to be going to sleep anytime soon, so I was tempted to just get up and sneak over to their room without knowing the reason, but I also didn't want to get caught. I would have to walk up another flight of stairs to get to the twins room, passing their parents as well as Harry and Ron's room on the way. I checked the time to see that it was already one in the morning, so I sighed and rose from the couch, hoping that everyone in the house would be deep in sleep by then.

I tiptoed over to the door and carefully opened it, all while looking back to make sure that my friends were still asleep, especially Hermione who awoke at the smallest noise. Luckily, they both still seemed to be passed out so I gently shut the door behind me and began to make my way up the stairs, crossing my arms over my chest as a draft of air in the hallway hit me. I had gotten hot and restless while in bed so I had changed into a tight, light grey tank top to remove excess annoying fabric, but once I stepped outside of the room into the chilly hallway I regretted my decision. I had planned to change into something that covered more skin and didn't show the outline of my nipples once I woke up in the morning, but I figured since Fred and George had already seen it all it didn't matter.

Once I got to the top of the stairs, I checked to make sure that Charlie's door was shut and that he wasn't in the hallway before slowly twisting the knob of the twins door and opening it slowly.

I cautiously peeked my head into the room, on a lamp emitting a soft glow that covered the entirety of the room as Fred laid on his bed.

"Hey," I whispered as I walked in, shutting the door quietly behind me.

"Hey," he said, getting up from the bed with a smile. He eyed my outfit up and down, his eyes briefly stopping at my exposed breasts before looking back up to my face..

"Where's George?" I asked, noticing that the other red haired boy wasn't in the room with us. "Ooh, are you planning a surprise Christmas present for him? Can I help?" I asked excitedly, not seeing another reason why George would be absent.

"No," he said with a chuckle and pressed a quick kiss to my lips, still smiling. "I told him to shove off so I could claim my prize".

He then bent down and captured my lips in a hotter, more urgent kiss, and I quickly remembered the card game that he was referring to and realized that he had probably been waiting for this ever since he won it.

"That's right, I forgot about that," I said with a smile into his lips, grabbing his face and returning the kiss fervently.

"Mmhm," he groaned into my lips.

I wasn't at all against getting on my knees for him. In fact, I had also been itching for some action with either one of them, even if it was just helping him out for nothing in return. I had yet to focus all of my attention on either one of their pleasures, and it was something that occupied my thoughts daily. My dreams were filled with images of me sucking off the twins, words of praise filling the air as I did so.

I continued kissing him and placed my hands on his chest, pushing him until he backed up into the wall next to the door. I removed my lips from his and moved them down, kissing his chin, then his jaw, and then stopped at his neck, placing sweet but urgent kisses around his neck as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back with his mouth slightly agape.

I removed my lips from his neck for a moment and grabbed the hem of his shirt before pulling it up over his head and throwing it behind me. Even though I had already seen him shirtless before, I couldn't help but stare at his chest and run my fingers down his pecs and over the faint lines of his abs.

He chuckled at me as he watched me gawk at him, and I looked up at his face with furrowed eyebrows and gave him a quick peck on the mouth to shut him up before beginning to kiss down his chest.

I left soft, almost teasing kisses all across his chest and then flicked my tongue over one of his nipples, hearing a sharp intake of breath as I did so. I smiled and repeated the action to his other nipple before moving down, lowering my head to leave kisses down his toned stomach.

I lowered myself to my knees and placed a few kisses right over the top of his low-hanging sweatpants, kissing dangerously close to the top of his now fully hard dick.

I then looked up at him to see that he was staring down at me with a lustful look and pulled both his sweatpants and boxers down in one go, his dick springing out of his sweatpants. I took him in my hand, slowly jerking him off, and looked up at him one more time before lowering my mouth onto the tip.

"Fuck," he cursed quietly as I swirled my tongue around his tip while moving and twisting my hand up and down the base.

I worked my way down his dick, only being able to get about half way down comfortably because, well, he was not lacking in the size department. I hollowed my cheeks and bobbed my head up and down his shaft, concentrating my tongue on the vein that ran across the bottom.

I felt his hand entwine itself in my hair, and I looked up at him through my eyelashes to see that he was looking at me with a desperate and utterly turned on look, biting his lip when I made eye contact with him.

"You look so fucking good on your knees, baby," he muttered with hooded eyelids.

I could tell that he wanted to push me lower onto his dick with the hand that was wrapped in my hair but was refraining from doing so to be polite, and it was much appreciated but not needed. I rolled my eyes at him and took my hand off the bottom of his dick, my other hand placed on his thigh for balance, and I reached back to push the back of his hand forward to encourage him to take what he wanted.

He took the clue and began to lightly move my head up and down his dick, also slightly thrusting his hips forward as he brought my head down lower. I breathed through my nose and tried to open my throat a little wider, only gagging a few times as he pushed my head almost to the base of his dick.

"So fucking good," he said throatily.

I continued to look up at him and to suck my cheeks in as he moved my head, and after a little while I could tell that he was nearing his release. He wasn't really moaning, just breathing heavily and letting out a few small grunts every once and awhile, probably because of the full house and our lack of casting a silencing charm.

"Fuck, Y/n, I'm close," he warned, stopping the pushing on the back of my head and instead grasping it tightly.

I sped up my sucking and worked down as low as I had been before, taking my hand and massaging his balls a bit.

He soon let out a moan and threw his head back, and hot liquid quickly shot down my throat and filled my mouth as he came. I swallowed as much of it as I could as I worked him through his orgasm, but I could feel a little bit of it dribble down my chin as I pulled off of him.

I looked up at him from my knees and knew that I looked completely wrecked; my hair completely messy from his previous grip on it, his cum dripping down my face and a few drying tears on my face from when I had gagged, but from the way he was blissfully looking at me, I didn't think that he minded. He was relying heavily on the wall behind him for balance as his chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. I wiped the liquid off of my mouth with the back of my hand and stood up.

"Fuck, you're good at that," he said breathlessly before grabbing my face and pulling me in for a deep kiss, obviously not caring that he had just cum in my mouth.

He pulled away from my lips, still a little bit breathless. "Now it's your turn," he said with a mischievous smile.

I chuckled but put my hand on his chest to stop him from lowering himself. "No, tonight was about you, you won fair and square".

"Are you sure?" he asked.

I nodded my head with a smile.

"I did win," he said with a smile.

"You did," I agreed and pulled him in for another kiss.

He didn't let our lips touch however, he pulled back and said, "And I'm the best card player in the world".

I rolled my eyes. "And you're the best card player in the world". I tried to pull him in for another kiss but was unsuccessful again.

"And I'm the best twin," he said with a mischievous smile.

"Mmmm," I said with an amused expression, not agreeing or disagreeing with his statement.

He finally let me pull him in for a quick kiss, and I soon pulled away and began to put my messy hair into a bun and fix up my shirt.

"I'm leaving," I said with a smile.

He gave me a pout. "Why can't you stay?".

I rolled my eyes. "Many reasons". He gave me another frown. "Now where did you ship George off to?" I asked, ignoring his unhappy looks.

"Dunno, just told him to fuck off," he said with a shrug.

I chuckled at his answer and quietly opened the door. "Goodnight," I said and blew him a kiss.

"Night," he said with a sleepy smile and began to make his way over to his bed as I shut the door behind me.

I quietly crept down both the stairs to the second floor and the stairs that led to the ground floor, assuming that that was where George was.

The main lights weren't on in the kitchen but instead some softer ones in the other room, and George was in fact standing at the kitchen counter while reading one of the many papers in the dim lighting. He hadn't noticed me yet, so I let myself stare at him for a moment, admiring his messy hair, plaid pajama pants and the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt.

The kitchen was weird at this time of the night, missing the usual daylight that seemed to flood the room through all of the windows as well as the usual noise that always seemed to be present. He looked so peaceful in the dim and quiet room, and I almost felt guilty disturbing him.

I quietly walked up to him and reached my arms up to give him a hug around his neck from behind.

"We're done," I said with a smile and gave him a kiss on the side of his neck on my tiptoes.

He turned around to face me with a smile, leaving whatever he had been reading neglected on the counter.

He surprised me by grabbing me by my waist and turning around to set me on the counter, causing me to let out an involuntary yelp at the action.

He stood in between my legs and placed his hands on my hips, letting them roam across the tops of my thighs as well as the top of my ass. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my mouth.

"That was quick," he said after having pulled away.

"Mmm," I said in amused agreement. "I'm just that good".

"I know you are," he said with a cocky smile.

"Oh, you don't know anything yet. You just wait until I'm less... distracted".

"Oh, really?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

"Mmhm," I said and pulled him in for another kiss, wrapping my legs loosely around his hips.

"Why don't you show me right now?" he asked mischievously.

I chuckled. "No, not in the kitchen, and especially not when your family is upstairs".

"What? I know silencing charms," he said with a small pout.

I chuckled at him again. "No".

"You're such a tease," he said with an eye roll.

"I know, I'm sorry," I said with a sympathetic laugh. "Just wait until we get back to Hogwarts".

"Oh, I will. Trust me, once we get back to school I will be taking full advantage of having you alone," he said in a serious voice and kissed me again, except this time more passionately and with more mal intent than the last one.

I placed my hand on his chest and lightly pushed him off of me, knowing that if we continued making out we would probably end up doing more than kissing.

"I'm going to bed," I said before hopping off of the counter. "Happy Christmas eve".

He glanced at the clock and noticed that it was in fact the day before Christmas. "Oh, right. Happy Christmas eve," he said with a smile.

I looped my arms around his neck to pull him down for one final kiss before saying, "Goodnight," and turning around to walk up to my room.

"Night," he said.





a/n

i did not think that you guys were going to like Charlie this much so idk what the hell im going to do w him

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