Petty Rivalry- Fred Weasley x Reader

I got an ask maybe 4 months ago asking me to write a fic where reader and fred are rivals and then they fuck but life’s a bitch so I’m just getting to it now. Here u go lol. Made some changes so now the reader is a gryffindor chaser tho.

Warnings: smut, sub!fred, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kiddos)

“Weasley, you cunt!”

“Hey!”

“Not you, George. Sorry!” You shouted above the whooshing noises of the brooms around you. Fred zoomed past you.

“Not my fault you were in the way of a bludger!”

“It literally is your fault! Your job as a beater is to keep us safe, dipshit!”

“Oi! You two. Get your shit together before we lose!” Angelina shouted as she flew past.

You set one more glare Fred’s way before flying off. Between bickering, dodging, and passing, Ravenclaw was catching up and close to winning as both seekers raced around the pitch in search for the Golden snitch.

As Potter seemed to spot the small golden ball, he flew past the two of you, and within a few minutes, the game was over.

Angelina pulled you aside after your team had celebrated, shoving a finger in your face.

“You and Fred need to get it together. If you kept arguing you could have distracted the other players and cost us our win.”

You rolled your eyes and batted her hand away.

“He’s the one whos always being difficult, not me!”

Angelina scoffed, “You’re both arseholes to each other. Get over yourselves. Either learn to cooperate or I’ll be looking for a replacement chaser and beater.” She turned away and walked off, you trailing frantically behind her.

“Ange!”

“Look,” she turned back, “I love you both, but quidditch is important to me, and it could help me get an internship with the Montrose Magpies, I need to secure a win, or at least a well run team.”

You paused for a second, then nodded.

“Yeah, alright, I’ll talk to him later today after our celebration in the common room.”

Angelina seemed to relax at that, clapping you on the shoulder than walking off to join the rest of the team.

You sighed, and made your way to Gryffindor common room.

……………………..

Gryffindor’s common room raged about with laughter, as food and shots of firewhiskey were shared (no one asked where that came from).

You took a deep breath, and walked quickly over to where Fred was standing.

“Hey.”

He glanced over at you in distrust. “Hello?”

“How are you?”

“Fine, why?”

“No reason.”

“Great.”

“What’s great?”

“You can leave me alone now is what’s great.”

You rolled your eyes.

“Look, Weasley, I was trying to be nice. Work things out so we could both stay on the team together.”

“We wouldn’t have anything to work out if you would get your head out of your arse for five minutes during our matches.”

“Me? You’re the one who keeps aiming bludgers at my head, you know you’re supposed to aim them away, right? Or at least towards the other team, not someone on your own.”

“They wouldn’t nearly hit you if you weren’t in the way!”

You barked out a laugh, “That’s bullshit, I am perfectly fine with my job, or I would be if you weren’t out to get me all the damn time!”

By this point, you were both attracting some attention, and Angelina dragged you away while Katie did the same with Fred.

“Both of you, knock it off.”

You whipped your head around to look at her, “But I tried to make amends like you said, I even-”

“Leave it alone, plus, there’s an issue in the main hallway we need you to come look at.”

“Why do you need me?”

Angelina just dragged you further along.

“Ange, what kind of damn issue is so important that, aaGH-” You exclaimed as you were shoved into a closet, and a very tall figure.

“Who the fuck- ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME ANGE!” You saw Fred’s equally pissed off face in the dim light hanging from the top of the closet.

“You two work your shit out, we aren’t letting you out until you do.”

Fred yelled out in frustration, banging on the door.

“KATIE, ANGIE, LET US OUT RIGHT FUCKING NOW!”

There was only light giggling in response, and you knew there was no way you were leaving that broom closet any time soon.

You spent the next ten minutes pacing the room, trying to find a way out of the closet.

“Can you stop pacing for five seconds? It’s driving me insane.”

“I wouldn’t have to if you hadn’t gotten us locked up in here in the first place!”

“How did I get us here? Last I checked we both hated each other, so they wanted us both in here!”

“I was tryingto be nice to you back there! To make amends!”

Fred threw his hands in the air.

“Well look where that got the both of us.”

You stood face to face with him, eyes locking.

“Why do you hate me so much?” You asked him.

“Why do youhatemeso much?”

You scoffed, “You can’t just answer a question with the exact same question.”

“Like hell I can. And you never answered!”

“Because I asked you first! I mean I just don’t understand why it’s so hard for you to just not be a dick.” You turned your back and resumed your pacing.

“Y/N, it’s not that, it’s just-”

“Just what, because I am sick and tired of you acting as if I am the worst thing to ever happen to you, why do you hate me so goddamn much, I mean-”

“I DON’T HATE YOU DAMMIT! I LOVE YOU!”

You paused for a second, and turned back.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’ve been attracted to you since second year!”

You took a second to process this information.

“So why are you such an arsehole then? For the past 5 years you have been!”

You rolled you eyes.

“Nope. Absolutely not. Liking me was not an excuse to be a dick. And don’t try some ‘I didn’t know how to express my feelings’ bullshit!”

Fred looked at you shocked.

“But… I told you that I liked you. And now I’m getting the feeling you might like me.”

“Thats… besides the point, and even if I did, that still doesn’t excuse you from being a dick, I only responded to you in the same way you always treated me!”

“Right, and I’m sorry for that, Y/N. Please allow me to make it up to you.”

Fred held you face in his hands, and you fought an instinct to jerk away.

“How the hell do you plan on making up for five years of assholery?”

Suddenly you were shoved back into the wall. Fred dropped to his knees, unbuckling your jeans.

“Please, let me make it up to you.”

He dragged your jeans down.

“Fred, what are you doing!?”

“Say the word, and I’ll stop. Please, let me make it up to you.”

Fred looked up at you with wide eyes, and you paused for a moment before nodding. He resumed, pulling you underwear past your legs, and lifted up one of your legs before diving into you.

“Fred, I- fuck!”

He dragged his tongue along your folds and nosed at your clit.

“Want you. Want your cunt, your lips, your body, please.”

You carded your fingers through his hair, dragging him closer to you.

“Fuck, want you too.”

Fred continued until you pulled him back up by his hair to meet you. You hastily unbuckled his belt and undid his trousers to take out his cock. Spitting in your hand, you ran your hand up and down his dick, causing him to let out a series of curses and moans.

He lifted you up by your thighs, and you placed his cock at your entrance, and Fred let out a whine as he pushed in.

“Fuck, love, you feel good.” He readjusted you in his arms and began fucking up into you, his thrusts making him hit that spot inside you.

“Fuck, Fred!”

The two of you continued for what seemed like forever until Fred hooked an arm under your leg and his hand wrapped around you so he could play with your clit.

“Fred, I’m gonna come.”

“I am too, love.” You felt your orgasm arrive and as you did you clenched down on his cock, causing him to release inside of you.

A few moments passed before he set you down, both of you breathing heavily.

“Your partially forgiven.”

“Partially? I just fucked your brains out, how am I partially forgiven?”

You let out a giggle.

“You take me out on a date, and I’ll consider you forgiven.”

Fred brought you into his arms, and laid a kiss on the top of your head.

“Deal.”

A moment passed, and after you both were dressed and had collected yourselves, you banged on the door to be let out.

“Angie? Kate, we’ve resolved our issues, you can let us out now!”

They opened the door, and as you both left you could hear them snickering.

Angelina shouted out from behind you, “Yeah, we heard you both resolving your issues from the other side of the door.”

Fred threw his head back half in laughter and half in exasperation while you stood there, red faced with your head in your hands.

“Next time, maybe resolve your issues in a bedroom?” Katie practically howled out.

“Shove off, Bell!”