His Hufflepuff ; Fred Weasley

Chapter 11

Seth and I had to explain to our friends that we only kissed to make Fred jealous. To make him feel what I felt when I saw him with Angelina. First they didnโ€™t believe us, but then they did. Practice ended at ten pm that night, lasting two hours like usual when we had practice on weekdays. Next practice would be on Saturday, all the way from after breakfast to lunch and then again from after lunch to dinner.

After practice, I got some stuff from my dormitory, then took a bath in the prefect bathroom. I slept well that night. The next morning, Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones got ready before Melba, Callie and I so when we got ready, we had the room for ourselves, which meant we acted like we always did. We danced around the room as we sang this song that we all funnily enough had stuck in our brains.

When we left our dorm and entered the common room, Seth sat on the back of the sofa while Nate was lying in a chair, legs over the back of it and Nick was explaining something, making wild hand gestures.

โ€œGood morning.โ€ I smiled widely as I made my way over and jumped up to sit next to Seth. He looked at me with a faint smile.

โ€œMorning. Youโ€™re in a good mood. โ€™Cause Iโ€™m a great kisser, am I right?โ€

โ€œNo.โ€ I chuckled. โ€œI mean, youโ€™re not bad but... no.โ€

โ€œNot bad.โ€ he scoffed. โ€œIโ€™m gonna act like you didnโ€™t just damage my ego.โ€

โ€œCan we go now?โ€ Melba pouted. โ€œIโ€™m really hungry.โ€

โ€œMe too.โ€ Callie said while Nate gut up from the chair and wrapped his arms around her waist, placing his chin on her shoulder. โ€œIโ€™m basically starving.โ€

When we walked up from the Hufflepuff basement, we continued up to the ground floor along with some Slytherins who came from the Slytherin dungeon. Callie and Nate were holding hands, fingers intertwined and I found myself once again, wishing Fred and I were still together, that he hadnโ€™t cheated and that I had him to hold hands with.

Melba probably saw how I looked at their intertwined hands, โ€™cause suddenly she grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers.

โ€œYou know what?โ€ She asked as she looked at me. โ€œItโ€™s Fredโ€™s loss, really.โ€

โ€œThen why does out feel like itโ€™s my loss?โ€ I asked. โ€œAm I not supposed to hate him?โ€

โ€œNo.โ€ she shook her head. โ€œYouโ€™re supposed to feel whatever you are feeling. Itโ€™s alright to miss him, to still love him. After all, heโ€™s your first love and you were together for nineteen months.โ€

โ€œNineteen long and amazing months.โ€ I breathed and Melba chuckled softly.

โ€œFucking dykes!โ€ a voice shouted from somewhere in the hallway. Melba and I automatically let go of each otherโ€™s hands as we turned around to see Adrian Pucey walk towards us.

โ€œWhat did you say?โ€ Nate asked and let go of Callie to step towards Pucey. โ€œSay it again? I didnโ€™t hear you.โ€

โ€œOh, you didnโ€™t hear me?โ€ Pucey pressed before he looked towards Melba and I. โ€œDykes.โ€

โ€œNate!โ€ Melba shouted when he grabbed onto the collar of Puceyโ€™s shirt to pull him up to his own level.

โ€œYou know, isnโ€™t it crazy that two girls can hold hands without being called a slur?โ€ Nate asked. โ€œAnd isnโ€™t it crazy that you feel the need to comment on someoneโ€™s sexuality even though itโ€™s got nothing to do with you?โ€

โ€œNate, just let go of him.โ€ Melba sighed as she stepped closer to him. โ€œItโ€™s fine. Iโ€™m used to it.โ€

โ€œThat doesnโ€™t make it okay.โ€ I spoke. โ€œYou shouldnโ€™t have to be used to something like that.โ€

โ€œThis is all very touching.โ€ Pucey said. โ€œBut can you let go of me now? Iโ€™d like to get to breakfast and Iโ€™m sure the dykes would like topโ€“โ€

Before he could finish the sentence, Nate punched him in the jaw, letting go of him so that he fell to the floor with a groan.

โ€œThat felt fucking fantastic.โ€ Nate turned towards the rest of us with a smile plastered on his lips. โ€œRight. Breakfast... shall we?โ€

He threw his arm around Callieโ€™s neck and the twos started making their way to the Great Hall with Nick following close behind, talking about how amazing that was of Nate.

I looked at Pucey as he pulled himself to his feet and awkwardly made his way back to his friends that were laughing and mocking him for getting punched by a Hufflepuff.

โ€œThat was... something.โ€ Seth breathed. โ€œI mean... if Nate hadnโ€™t, I would totally have punched him myself.โ€

โ€œSure.โ€ Melba nodded and patted his chest before she followed behind the rest of our friends. โ€œYou totally would.โ€

โ€œWhaโ€“โ€ Seth turned to me and I laughed softly, crossing my arms over my chest. โ€œI couldโ€™ve punched him!โ€

โ€œYou could.โ€ I agreed, raising my eyebrows at him. โ€œBut you wouldnโ€™t. If you did decide to throw in a punch, Iโ€™m sure youโ€™d leave a bruise but youโ€™re a big softie, Seth. Youโ€™d never hurt a fly.โ€

He rolled his eyes at me and I made my way past him, walking towards the Great Hall with him following behind a few feet back. The food was already served, filling up the middle of every table. Melba had already grabbed a pancake when I sat down across from her and next to Nate.

โ€œDid you know that for like two hundred years ago, Hogwarts didnโ€™t have any toilets?โ€ Nick asked once Seth sat down on my other side.

โ€œWhat?โ€ Callie laughed but her face then dropped. โ€œWait... how were the students then supposed to use the bathroom?โ€

โ€œThey simply shat themselves and vanished the evidence.โ€ Nick explained and Melba choked on a piece of pancake, quickly swallowing it down with some juice.

โ€œNick, please. I am eating.โ€

โ€œThen stop eating.โ€ he shrugged. Melba looked at him as he was stupid but he ignored it and continued. โ€œI read it in a book in the library. The Wizarding world first adapted to the muggle world plumbing methods in the eighteenth century so before that, people simply peed and shat where they stood, then used a spell to make it vanish.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s fucking disgusting.โ€ I said as my face scrunched up at the thought.

โ€œWait but wasnโ€™t the indoor plumping invented in the nineteenth century?โ€ Seth asked. โ€œAnd not in the eighteenth?โ€

โ€œYes, thatโ€™s true but I never mentioned toilets, did I?โ€ Nick asked. โ€œI said plumbing methods. The muggle world used pots to shit in during the nights, then emptied it the next morning and if they had to go during the day, they usually had a shed outside with this seat leading down to a bucket.โ€

โ€œCan you stop saying shit?โ€ Nate asked as he reached for a pancake himself. โ€œItโ€™s not very nice to hear about during breakfast.โ€

โ€œOi! I remember a few days ago when you went into details about how you made Callie cum.โ€

โ€œYouโ€™re right.โ€ I broke into the conversation. โ€œNateโ€™s talking about orgasms, youโ€™re talking about shit, meaning we should all probably watch what we talk about during a meal so we can actually eat without wanting to throw it up.โ€

โ€œIโ€™m with Jules on this one.โ€ Callie said. โ€œI would really like not talking about shit... or how my boyfriend makes me cum.โ€

Nate snickered but mumbled an โ€˜Owโ€™ when Callie punched his arm. Seth held up his hand to talk, then pointed at Nate. โ€œAny advice? You see, Iโ€™m trying to up my body count this year andโ€“โ€

โ€œOh my god!โ€ I groaned loudly. โ€œStop talking about sex!โ€

The Great Hall went silent, making me realise how loud I had been speaking. As every other student turned to look towards our group, including Fred, my friends broke into laughter that filled the four walls of the room. I sighed and awkwardly hit my face in my hands as I sunk down a bit.

โ€œYouโ€™re just pissed that youโ€™re not getting some.โ€ Seth smirked, reaching over me to grab a croissant while the room was filled with chatter again. โ€œIโ€™m sure there are a lot of guys who would want to bang you but youโ€™d be too awkward to make it happen.โ€

โ€œWhatโ€™s that supposed to mean?โ€

โ€œItโ€™s supposed to mean that you would be way too awkward and nervous to get any guy hard. The only one youโ€™ve been with is Fred.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s not true! I had sex in July!โ€

My friends went quiet. Yep, I had not told them that. I didnโ€™t think Iโ€™d even bring it up. It was just some muggle boy at a club I snuck into because I got bored. I would never have done such thing before I met Fred but then he pulled me out of my shell and now Iโ€™m completely confident in my own skin and way more bold than before.

โ€œYou had sex?โ€ Callie asked. โ€œAs in penis meets vagina?โ€

โ€œOr vagina meets vagina?โ€ Melba asked. โ€œCause trust me. Thatโ€™s way better.โ€

โ€œNot when youโ€™re straight.โ€ Callie argued and in response, Melba flipped her off.

โ€œWe all know Jules isnโ€™t straight.โ€ she told her. โ€œShe swings both ways. Right, Jules?โ€

โ€œWell.โ€ I shrugged. โ€œI havenโ€™t exactly labeled myself as anything and Iโ€™m not planning on it either. I like who I like but in July, it was a guy and I think he was at least twenty.โ€

That made Nick choke on his pumpkin juice. The rest of us looked at him as he coughed. Callie who sat between him and Melba, hit him on the back to help him feel better and it seemed to help after a moment or two.

โ€œYou just turned seventeen in June and the very next month you go and have sex with a freaking adult?โ€

โ€œYeah.โ€ I nodded. โ€œIt was dumb, really. I was trying to get back at Fred but he obviously werenโ€™t there and sex is way more exciting with someone whoโ€™s not a muggle.โ€

Silence.

โ€œDidnโ€™t we just agree to stop talking about sex when weโ€™re eating?โ€ Callie proceeded to ask. โ€œLetโ€™s talk about something else. Nick, give us your top three food. Go!โ€

โ€œPepperoni Pizza!โ€ he hurried to say, holding up one finger. โ€œEvery single type of salad pizza.โ€

He held up another fine and I couldnโ€™t help but chuckle at how serious he looked about it, though it makes sense. Nick is very serious when it comes to pizza.

โ€œAnd pineapple pizza!โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s your top three foods?โ€ Nate asked with a raised eyebrow. โ€œI wonder how youโ€™re not fat.โ€

โ€œHey!โ€

โ€œAnd pineapple? Seriously?โ€ Melba asked. โ€œThat does not belong on pizza.โ€

โ€œYes it does.โ€ Nick frowned. โ€œSeth. Agree with me. We share a pineapple pizza now and then.โ€

โ€œYeah. Pineapple on pizza is great.โ€ Seth agreed. โ€œJust like pizza with mushrooms.โ€

I fake gagged, shaking my head violently. โ€œI have to barf. Mushrooms are disgusting. They taste so weird and they feel all spongy in your mouth. No thank you. But pineapple on pizza? Fucking amazing.โ€

โ€œYou are all delusional!โ€ Callie argued. โ€œPineapple on pizza is the most disgusting thing ever. Itโ€™s even worse than mushrooms and I donโ€™t like those either.โ€

They all continued to argue about pineapple on pizza and I listened in with a smile on my lips. Then it all stopped and all ten eyes landed on something above my head. Then I felt someone lean down and a familiar hand was placed right next to my plate on the table. My smile dropped when I realised who it was and instead, I gulped.

โ€œI need to talk to you.โ€ his chilling voice sounded. I could feel his breath against my ear, making me realise just how close he actually was.

โ€œYeah?โ€ I breathed, turning my head slightly to the side where Seth sat. I couldnโ€™t see Fredโ€™s face but I got a glimpse of his robes and his scent hit my nose. โ€œNo you donโ€™t.โ€

โ€œJules.โ€

โ€œFreddie.โ€ I mocked. โ€œWhere would you even want to school? You know we canโ€™t leave the Great Hall during breakfast meals and I am not about to stand in a corner with you.โ€

โ€œJesus, Julie. I donโ€™t really give a crap about the rules.โ€ he told me. Of course he didnโ€™t. I knew that. Heโ€™s Fred Weasley. He and his brother play pranks on teachers and the students. He was a rule breaker.

โ€œDo you see this?โ€ I asked and took the head girl badge off my robes to show him. โ€œThis means that I care about the rules, so go back to your girlfriend and leave me to eat my breakfast.โ€

The hand on the table closed into his fist and he let out a quite hum as he leaned in closer, lips brushing past my earlobe with made me inhale sharply. I closed my eyes, sighing when I realised I just openly showed how pathetic I am under his touch. โ€œFine. Iโ€™ll just find you later then.โ€

He straightened up and I watched him with my eyes as he made his way back to his table. Then I looked around at my friends who all wanted to say something about it.

โ€œFine. Let it out. Make fun of me.โ€

โ€œCan I go first?!โ€ Seth held up a hand, then turned towards me. โ€œYou looked like you were on the edge of an orgasm just by him being that close to you.โ€

I rolled my eyes.

โ€œYou looked like his touch hurt you.โ€ Seth continued to laugh. โ€œLike you were in so much pain... sexually.โ€

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