PUNISHMENT AND REWARD
TW: sexual content
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I didn't have any more time left to think about my feelings towards Fred because I and the entire rest of the DA got in big trouble.
Umbridge had caught us because one of Cho's friends snitched. I was absolutely pissed off.
When the big door from the Room of Requirement exploded, we found the old pink bitch staring at us with satisfaction, accompanied by Filch and the Inquisitorial Squad, including Draco who looked at me as if I had betrayed him.
Of course, all of us silently agreed not to reveal the truth about our encounters even though Umbridge took all of us to confront Dumbledore and the Minister himself to inform him about the punishment we were going to get. Poor Harry was dragged to the front row to take all the blame. Fucking hell, I still wanted to curse that bitch.
Fudge tried to confront Dumbledore very heatedly when the old man surprisingly, took the blame, naming himself the founder of the group and saying he was the one who planned everything. While the Minister was arguing with him, who remained calm, I recognised Percy Weasley standing along with Kingsley.
My eyes went straight to look at Fred and I found him a couple of steps away from me, glaring at his older brother. I knew they never had a close bond because of how different they were, but after learning how Percy rejected his family and felt embarrassed for them as well as tried to brand Harry as a liar, their relationship became even colder and distant.
Umbridge gave us detention for an entire week and I could already imagine the quill's sharp tip getting in my skin. Fuck my life. Harry swallowed hard but showed himself confident, ready to take it since it wasn't his first time either. Some of the others flinched and gasped, looking daggers every once in a while at Cho's friend.
When I was getting out of the office, ready to go to my dorm and forget anybody else existed, I noticed someone grabbing my wrist.
"I think you and I have something to talk about."
"Bugger off, Draco!" I tried to get rid of his grip.
"Not until you explain what the fuck did this mean."
"What do you want me to explain? That Harry offered me to learn the proper magic I wanted to learn and that Umbridge forbid us to practice? I did, yes, in case you've forgotten I'm a bloody witch, I like to practice magic. That's it."
"Why didn't you tell me? Where's your Slytherin's loyalty?" he scowled, actually annoyed.
"I told you I wouldn't trust you until you had stopped behaving like Umbridge's lapdog and look what I have earned anyway. And you dare to talk to me about Slytherin's loyalty? Do you think just because you don't take points from us you're behaving like a real Slytherin? Nah, mate. Now, leave me alone, I have things to do."
"You're mad at me without reason! It was that Ravenclaw girl's friend who told Umbridge!"
"I don't even care about that anymore. You're the one who joined the Inquisitorial Squad even though you knew how much Umbridge has fucked me up. But 's fine, Draco, let's it aside. I don't want to argue with you and I'm madder at Umbridge than at anybody else."
He snorted again, running his fingers through his hair. " I can try talking to her. Convince her to annul the detention for you."
"No."
"Why not?!" Draco asked, starting to feel desperate.
"Because it wouldn't be fair for the rest of the group. I was as involved in it as the rest of them. I owe some loyalty, especially to Hermione and Liv."
"Lilith-"
"I don't wanna talk right now, Draco. I have to get ready to open my bloody hand tomorrow in the evening."
I got inside the dungeons and went straight to my dorm, laying face down on my bed and playing some music as I continued braiding a bracelet I was planning to send for Tonks, following the technique Liv taught me. Lately, both braiding and knitting had become an unusual way to keep my rage under control since I didn't have my broom back yet, leaving Quidditch out of the table.
After a little while, I heard someone knocking on my door. Liv appeared in my sight as soon as I shouted 'come in' and, without words needed, she threw herself in my bed, laying next to me, looking at the ceiling.
"I think we have something to talk about."
I complained, grunting and messing up one of the knots in the bracelet. "Not you too, I already had Draco being a pain in the ass."
"You know what I want to talk to you about is really far from whatever Draco said."
She was damn right. As usual.
"Bet you wanna talk about Fred."
"What happened before Umbridge caught us-"
"Indeed!" I snickered at the same time as she started to talk. Noticing I was only ruining more the bracelet, I left it on my nightstand and focused on Liv.
"You can't deny it to yourself anymore, Lilith. It's not good for your mental health and it's stupid to do it. The sooner you learn to accept it, the sooner it would stop being heavy on your heart."
"How d'you know it's been like that?" I asked her, genuinely surprised.
"For fuck's sake, don't be such a gobdaw, I know you even better than yourself."
"Can't deny that."
"What happened today with your Patronus- Merlin, it was the bombshell you needed to admit it. There's nothing wrong with being in love with him, Lilith."
I let out a long sigh.
"'Course there is it, Liv. I am in love with the man that hated me the most for these last six years. And it's not a poor teenage love, my bloody Patronus has changed into his! You know how fucking much I have to be feeling for him to reach that point?!"
"Lilith, you know that something changed between you two after this summer..."
"Yeah, I became a fuckin' masochist who falls in love with her Nemesis! And what's worse, he doesn't love me back!" I grabbed my pillow and snorted dramatically against it. "The last thing I needed now was to have a bloody heartbreak."
"You don't know that..." she whispered.
"I dunno what?"
"If he loves you back or not!"
"Of course I do. He doesn't love me back, I know it. He might be attracted to me or maybe even like me as a friend, but love?! Nah, Liv."
She tutted, shaking her head. "You don't know it. Whether you see it or not, I truly reckon he must feel else something for you."
"How do you know it?" I asked, trying to sound confident and firm, even though internally, I was deadly scared. I have never been actually in love, and only thinking about the idea of confessing it to Fred and finding out he doesn't feel the same for me, made me sick and feel a huge hole in my chest. Why does everything happen always to me?
"Because I've seen how he looks at you!" she stated, pretty obvious.
"With sexual desire?" I asked, sarcastic and Liv rolled her eyes.
"With affection, Lilith! Look, I don't know if it's love or not, I don't know if his Patronus changed too or not, but I do know he has to feel something for you. I just simply know."
I clicked my tongue and started playing with my nails, trying to clarify my own thoughts.
"I just don't want to create false hopes for myself, Liv. I already told you what I think about falling in love."
"And I understand it, but you can't forbid you from feeling. You don't need anyone to succeed nor to complete you, but being in love is one of the most beautiful feelings in the world, Lilith. Don't punish yourself for feeling it and learn to experience it and to love the version of you that it's going to let out. It's better than keep swallowing it and hiding it from yourself."
I sighed hard again, considering her words.
"I'm not going to confess it to him, though."
"I know you aren't."
"And you better not let out a word about it!"
"My mouth is shut. Promise."
✵ ✵ ✵
I considered more than once whether to attend my last class of the day on my way to Charms, but since Professor Flitwick already saw me earlier in the corridor, I had no other option. When we got in front of the classroom, the little man interrupted us before we could get inside.
"I'm terribly sorry but today's class won't be taking place here since Professor Umbridge has required our classroom," he announced, trying to hold back uselessly the despise he felt for the new headmistress. Yes, headmistress, what a fucking nightmare. "Instead, Professor McGonagall has offered us her place and luckily, this session will be theoretical as well, so, please, follow me."
Everyone did so and quickly, we got inside the empty classroom, which still had some Transfiguration notes from Year 5 on the blackboard. I was planning to sit in one of the middle rows, but a hand surrounded mine, dragging me into the last one.
As soon as I felt his touch, the memory of yesterday hit me hard and stupid butterflies appeared in my stomach. I hate it here.
"Come, sit with me, Lilith," Fred murmured with an amused smile, guiding me to sit at our shared desk, with one of the windows by my side and the two of us being the only ones in the entire row.
"Again? Where's Lee?" I asked, trying to keep the calm tone, ignoring the pounding in my chest.
"Business," he simply said, getting his parchment and his quill out of his bag and starting to take notes from the blackboard.
I gave up, imitating him and putting all my effort into focusing on the class. I noticed how every five minutes, Fred moved in his seat and looked through the window or stared at the entire room, or played with the quill in his hands, or chewed his gum, or left the quill down to pick it up again a minute later. It looked as if he couldn't remain still, but anyways, giving a quick gaze to his notes I saw he was catching everything.
The lesson started to be boring when Flitwick was revising one of the basic charms I already learnt in the past with Remus - whenever he sneaked some of his Charms notes into my DADA ones - so I moved a bit in my seat, getting more comfortable as I leaned back in my chair and opened a bit my legs.
I noticed how Fred's eyes focused on me for a brief moment but I managed not to look back at him and pretend I was actually listening to Flitwick. Not even three minutes went by when I felt the ginger's hand on my leg again, giving a dim and almost unnoticeable caress.
Once again, I tried to ignore it and focus, attempting to grab my quill and write again even though my hands were slightly trembling. I couldn't even write down a word when Fred's hand got slowly up, touching my inner thigh, getting closer to where my body was already craving him.
"What are you doing?" I whispered, making him look at me from the corner of his eye, smiling.
"I'm getting bored..." he replied as if it was pretty obvious.
"And what do I have to do with it? Stare at the wall or something, I dunno." I complained, taking his hand from me. He snickered with that raspy and muffled voice, sending quivers all over my body.
"C'mon, darling, I know you're bored too. Don't you wanna have some fun before we see Umbridge later?"
I let out a long sigh and he gave a quick gaze to Flitwick, who was still explaining far away from us, as he got even closer to me to whisper on my ear, taking advantage of the other students in the front rows covering us;
"Let me please you a little bit, Lilith."
He got back into his place, chewing his gum as if nothing had happened, and sneaked his hand back into my thigh to squeeze, this time getting way too up, till the point his pinkie was touching my underwear under my uniform skirt.
I couldn't help but take my hands discreetly to my mouth and whisper "Fuck," hearing him chuckle silently.
His hand moved out of the way my panties and his fingers caressed me completely, creating a path from my entrance to my clit, making me bite my lip not to produce any sound. I gave Fred a quick look and he had his eyes right there where his hand disappear under my clothes, as he was biting his lip as well with a devilish smile on his face and a bit of heavy breathing.
"Keep it quiet, darling," he drawled in a low whisper that made me close my eyes briefly as his fingers moved "As much as I love hearing you moan, I want to keep it for myself."
Luckily for us, there was quite a distance from our desk to the other one in front of us, so it was almost impossible for anyone to hear us, even though I could have sworn that my heart beating was even louder than Flitwick's voice in the background.
His thumb started to do soft slow circles in my clit as his index and middle finger got soaked when he let them go inside of me. I had to take my hand discreetly to my mouth to silence me and my breathing as it became more laboured and shallow.
His touch on me felt so burning and so pleasant that I had the need to tilt my head back and just enjoy the sensation.
"Freddie..." I couldn't help but whisper when his fingers twisted inside of me, making me slightly writhe in my seat.
"You can't cum until I let you, darling..."
"Says who?" I teased him, getting more confident. He put more pressure, getting his fingers deeper inside my pussy.
"Me."
I put discreetly my hand over his trousers, noticing already the bulge in them. He looked down to where I was touching him and smiled, running his tongue through his lower lip and letting out a silent giggle.
"I don't obey you, Freddie," I whispered again, looking to the front and clenching a bit around his fingers, provoking myself to feel so vulnerable and sensitive.
"You're lucky my next creation isn't ready yet, dear. If I could, I'd sneak a vibrator under your pretty skirt and put it against your weakest spot, overstimulating you until you beg me to stop and I could start fucking you mercilessly, hearing those beautiful cries and moans as music to my ears. I'd erase that fucking attitude from you."
I had to take a long breath in order not to gasp and show how weak his words made me.
"You love my attitude,"
He raised his head a bit, looking quite proud of himself.
"I fucking adore it, " he moved more his fingers, a bit faster, making me pant into my mouth. "Now, be a good girl and take it until I say you can cum."
My hips moved slightly trying to follow the movement of his hand and I had to take another long breath to keep myself calm.
"Ms Arambella, are you feeling okay? You look a bit disturbed..." Professor Flitwick called me, looking a bit concerned. I heard Fred snickering by my side and making the circles in my clit faster, as he put his eyes on me, pretending to look innocently concerned. As if he did not know damn well what he was doing.
Fucking hell, he was going to end me.
"No, professor, I'm perfectly fine." I managed to say with a normal voice, swallowing hard.
"Great, if you start to feel a bit sick don't hesitate to tell me, a'right?" he said and I nodded, letting him continue with the class.
Poor man, if he knew...
"You're such a pretty mess, I can't believe how lucky I am to be the one ruining you like this..." Fred whispered in my ear.
His hand kept playing with me while I tried to suffocate the sound coming out of my mouth by biting my lower lip, feeling my teeth digging in my skin. My head went a bit dizzy as my body discreetly almost reached the peak of my climax.
"Don't cum yet, Lilith..." Fred warned me with an amused tone, slowing down his movements.
I let out a messy and incredibly muffled cry that got silenced by the surprising voices of the rest of the students when Flitwick showed them one of the most complex Charms to perform. Lucky me Remus already taught it to me during summer.
"Fred- please... fuck, I can't hold it anymore," I whispered leaning my back against the chair.
"Oh, no, I don't like it when you call me Fred, darling. Address me properly and I'll let you cum."
"Bloody hell, stop teasing me- " I whined in another whisper.
"You know what to do," he interrupted me firmly, but still with his playful tone. "And I suggest doing it soon, the class is about to finish and I bet you don't want to be left without your orgasm."
I swallowed hard, my heart hitting in my chest and every nerve in my body running high.
"Fuck, fine - Freddie, let me cum..." I gave up, giving him a looking at them from the corner of my eye to then bite my lip.
He seemed pleased because he started to move again his fingers at the same velocity he did before, taking me quickly to the top of the rollercoaster, feeling his touch even more intimate and intense. I managed to stay completely silent as my blood felt like burning in my veins and my whole body exploded with pleasure.
"Cum around my fingers, darling," he whispered again, giving me chills. I put my hand in my mouth, biting my knuckles to make sure I remained quiet and managed to low my head so my forehead rested over the old wood from the desk as I came hard with Fred's intensity not being bearable anymore and his words rooting deeply in my mind and body.
A minute after, Flitwick announced the class was over and everyone started to pick their things, getting ready to leave. Fred's smile appeared again and he discreetly took his hand from my skirt. With his eyes on mine, he took his fingers, which previously were inside of me, to his mouth and sucked them under my amazed and excited stare. He winked and approach me;
"Good girl," he whispered, to then leave a single kiss on my cheek and start to walk away. Before disappearing in the corridor, he turned around to face me one last time;
"See you later with Umbridge... bet that won't be as fun as Charms," he snickered arrogantly again and finally left, leaving me made a complete mess.
I took my hand to my cheek and caress right there where he kissed me. Bloody butterflies. It didn't matter if I ... loved him - it was still hard for me to accept it -, I'd have my revenge for this even though I enjoyed it too bloody much.
You played with the player herself, love.