I sat in Charms class, trying to rub my thighs together and cause some kind of friction. Man I was horny! It had been WEEKS since I'd been laid – Fred was always off doing something with George and Lee and Marcus now had me glued to his side any free moment I had. And I was not interested in moving things along with him thank you very much. I had some standards, damn it! But all of this complied into me being very horny and very frustrated. I glared at the red head across the room from me. Good thing Valentine's Day was quickly approaching.

"Are you trying to burn a hole through his head or what?" Sarah whispered to me with a giggle. I glared at her too. She held her hands up in surrender and went back to writing notes. "God sorry! Calm your sex drive a little!"

"I can't help that I'm…..interested in certain activities more than others might be." I snipped. And immediately felt bad for it as Sarah was just trying to joke about it. I could tell she had lost weight recently, her clothes were starting to become baggy and she had bags under her eyes. Being glued to the devil incarnate meant I didn't have time to spend with her either. Marcus viewed her as a blood traitor and did everything in his power to keep us apart.

"Well there are plenty of willing suitors that can help you with that problem." Sarah sighed, scribbling down what Flitwick was writing on the board.

"I don't want ANY suitor." I mumbled.

"Stomp your foot a little. Maybe then you'll get what you want from your tantrum." Sarah rolled her eyes at my childish behavior. I huffed, blowing a section of hair out of my face. Flitwick ended the lesson then and we gathered up our things, walking together to lunch.

"You act like my frustrations aren't important." I said, trying to continue our conversation.

"Because they aren't." Sarah said simply. That caused me to stop.

"What is your problem?" I sneered. She had been getting moodier and moodier lately. I get it – we can't hang out all the time anymore but sheesh!

"My problem?" Sarah glared at me, poking my chest with her finger. "My PROBLEM is you Brianna! I don't give a rat's ass about your sex life right now. Do you not get that we are at war right now? People are literally dying and you just want to talk about your next lay?" I stared at her wide-eyed. Sarah had never been this angry with me before. "For Christ's sake Brianna, you've been draped over the arm of a death eater trainee since we got back from Christmas! When we both know you'd rather be under a blood traitor."

"Shut your mouth." I glared at her. How dare she bring that up here in the fucking hallway! Anyone could hear!

"You know, how about you find me once you get your head out of your ass?" Sarah said as she stomped away.

"Fuck you too!" I screamed after her. She flipped me the bird and continued on her way, passing the few people that stopped to watch our fight. I shifted my bag on my shoulder, turned on my heel, and acted like everything was fine. As I left, I made eye contact with Fred. His worried eyes followed me, burning my back as I walked towards the Great Hall.

I huffed, sliding into my new normal seat next to Marcus. I reached over and grabbed a sandwich though I honestly didn't have an appetite anymore.

"Heard you and traitor had a little row." Marcus smirked, sliding his arm around me and pulling me to him. My skin crawled and I didn't reply. "Good riddance. I've been telling you for weeks to drop her." I pushed back from the table, ignoring the looks I got from the rest of the table.

"I not hungry." I glared at Marcus and grabbed my bag. I was in no mood to listen to him bitch about my friend or blood purity. My feet carried me through the halls as I fumed, furious with Sarah and Marcus and the whole stupid bloody war. Before I knew it I was standing in front of the room of requirements. But it wouldn't open…..

"Probably means it's in use." I spun around and glared at Fred.

"Bugger off Fred."

"Feisty today are we?" Fred smirked, grabbing my hand and leading me down the hall.

I felt like ripping his stupid smirk off his face. "Yes I am. And don't even give me any of your bullshit. I know damn well you know WHY I'm so 'feisty' today."

"Well why don't you enlighten me anyway?" He suggested pulling me into a vacant classroom down the hall. I sighed running my hands over my face.

"Marcus is a vile git, Sarah hates me, and you never have time to fuck anymore!" I whined. God, Sarah was right. I sounded like a spoiled brat. Fred chuckled, glancing at his watch.

"Oh look! A free moment to fuck." He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to his toned chest. His lips connected with mine and I sighed, releasing stress I didn't even know I had. I pulled his hair, trying to keep him as close as possible. His hands skimmed down my sides, finally settling on my ass. I giggled against his lips as he lifted me up to sit me on a desk. I tried, and failed, to keep his lips on mine. Instead, Fred left a burning trail of kissed down my jawline and the crook of my neck. One of his hands traced my inner thigh, getting closer and closer to my core each time. I tried to rock against him and he just chuckled.

"Someone's needy today." He laughed when I swatted at him. His fingers hooked my panties, pulling them down. "Let me help with that." My breath left me as he disappeared between my legs. I groaned as I felt his tongue work magic on me. I laid back, keeping my hands in his hair as my back arched off the desk. His tongue circled my clit as he slipped a finger in me.

"God Fred." I moaned rocking against him. He just continued sucking my clit and added another finger, picking up the pace. I felt my orgasm building and pulled him closer, if that was even possible. I cried his name as he hit just the right spot, sending me over the edge. I hummed my appreciation, pulling him back to my lips.

"My turn." I murmured, rolling over so I straddled him. I quickly undid his pants, freeing his erection. Fred hissed as I slid down on him.

"Fuck Brianna." I smirked, rolling my hips to pull him in even more. I set a fast pace, bouncing up and down on him, enjoying the feeling of being stretched after so many weeks without him. Fred's hands gripped my hips, slamming me into him. Soon, I felt the same high building in me. I pulled Fred up to crash my lips to his. The slightly different angle sent me over the edge once more, quickly followed by Fred. I leaned into him on the desk sighing.

"Well…who knew you were so addicted…to my….dick." Fred huffed out trying to catch his breath. I rolled my eyes, sliding off of him and casting spells to clean both of us up.

"Next time don't make a girl wait so long."