Lasting Love (a Fred Weasley Fan Fiction)

Ferret Christmas

*Riley's POV*

"You're not honestly mad at the girl, are you?" Fred whispered while changing his clothes for the night. "How'd you find out anyway?"

I chuckled slightly as I braided my hair for the night, "it wasn't hard. Remember when you got sick and I was worried Mary might get it, so we asked Harry and Ginny to watch her? I asked about the cloak and according to Ginny it wasn't anywhere in the house. You seemed alright with them being away for so long that I put it together, and then one day when I was there I swore I heard Natalie talking and I asked Harry about his cloak and he slipped that he'd lent it out." I shrugged slightly, Fred looked at me and snorted, "I'm not mad at them. It's actually nice to know that they used that cloak to visit you."

Fred placed his hands on my hips and pulled me close to him, he wasn't wearing a shirt which made his skin warm and welcoming. "You sure are incredible," he muttered in my ear.

"Not as much as you are, my love," I whispered, feeling his fingers trace my hip bone.

"So Malfoy and his children are coming tomorrow," Fred sighed.

"Be nice."

"I am! It's just...that ferret...I thought he...well now I don't know completely know what I thought...but he just disappeared, " Fred began grinding his teeth as he sulked towards the bed.

"if you don't want him to come then send an owl and explain to your eleven year old daughter why her best friend won't be showing up for Christmas eve," I said as I crawled into bed beside him. Fred groaned as he pulled me close him, "besides, it's only for a day. It's not like he'll be here a long time."

"We haven't heard from him for years, that's enough time to turn back into a prat."

I scowled before shifting so that I was sitting on top of Fred's stomach, he raised his eyebrows while my fingers traced circles along his bare chest.

"Please be nice," I pleaded, I leaned forward, grazing my lips against his before pulling away.

"Riley, my love, when have I ever been anything but nice?" he mused. I grinned slightly, trying to move but Fred's grip tightened on my hips, "no one said you could move."

"Fred!" I hissed.

"We won't have privacy for the next few days, this will be our only chance," his eyes were smoldering as his hands trailed through my hair.

"I could make Oliver take the kids for a day..." I shrugged.

"I can't wait for that," Fred pouted his lips slightly, he sighed deeply. Letting his hands drop to my knees, "you know the old Riley wouldn't need any coaxing at all, she wouldn't mind that the kids were down the hall." He raised an eyebrow up at me, "remember those times? You couldn't stand it when-"

"You're infuriating, Fred Weasley."

"You're bloody gorgeous, Riley Weasley," Fred winked. I giggled as I leaned down and kissed him, his hands running through my hair and towards my back as he pulled me closer.

***

"Mum!"

I groaned, the day had been so peaceful until there was a loud crashing noise from upstairs and the noise of feet running towards the small library that was my escape. I looked over one of my favorite books as Natalie and Oliver came charging in.

"What happened?" I asked calmly.

"Oliver is the one who ruined all of my figurines! He broke every last one of them!" Natalie screamed.

I glanced at Oliver who was looking at his feet, I sighed and put my book on the table, "I'll fix them Nellie. Oliver, come with me."

Oliver followed me, silently out of the room, when we got to Natalie's room I found the broken figurines everywhere. I glanced at Oliver who averted his gaze, "why?"