Seductive: part 1&2 x reader

Chapter 7

"Oh come on Harry, you loved the view" Ron said.

I cleared my throat letting them know I was there. Hermione looked over and raised her brow.

"I mean it's hard to keep quiet with him," Hermione said.

"What do you mean?" Fred asked.

I knew exactly what she was trying to do. She was trying to make me jealous. Tell me about how Ron made her feel like I haven't felt it. I showed no emotion. I didn't care. Ron was mine, I mean mine.

"He is pretty good with his hands," she said.

"Was that all you got? His hands?" I said and laughed.

"No, I got his dick too," she said.

"Once," I said.

"No," she said.

"You did," Ron said.

I smiled at ron. This was petty. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. Fred came in after.

"Is she still obsessed with him?" Fred asked.

I nodded, taking a sip of my water.

"She was never good at it anyway." Fred said.

I spat my water out and choked. I coughed to clear my throat. Ron poked his head around as I took another sip.

"Thought you're used to choking by now" Ron said.

I once again spat the water out.

"How would you know she wasn't good?" I asked Fred.

"Erm" he said and began walking off.

"Fred," I said.

"Yes?" He replied.

"Well?" I asked.

"We started fucking before she got obsessed with my brother. Then she started obsessing too much and I couldn't deal with it" he said.

"Does Ron know?" I asked.

"No," he replied.

"Okay" I said.

"I'm guessing you're better than her. I can tell" Fred said.

"How?" I asked.

"The moans I heard last night were natural and erm, beautiful" he said.

I widened my eyes. He's Ron's brother.

"Hermiones was horrid but I was bored of my hand" he said.

Ron walked in and grabbed water.

"What are you guys talking about?" He asked.

"Nothing," Fred said and walked out.

"I was just drinking my water trying not to choke again," I said.

"I hope you weren't choking on my brother," he said jokingly.

I rolled my eyes and went to walk away. He grabbed me and turned to face him.

"I was serious," he said.

"About using your hand?" I asked.

"Yes," he replied.

"Then make it hard," I said.

"How?" He asked.

"Last night you couldn't control it, we'll smoke it again and see who loses" I said.

"You couldn't control it either," he said.

"So it's fair," I said.

"Fine," he said.