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A second chance to get it right	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Fred Views: 6059 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter franchise so I'm not making any money writing this. If I did, Ginny would have died instead of Fred.

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Title: A second chance to get it right
Pairings: Fremione, SeamusxGeorge, DennisxAstoria, BillxFluer, OliverxPercy, ViktorxCharlie and references to DracoxHarryxBlaise, MichaelxGinny and RonxLavender
Rating: M
Summary: Side-fic to Be Careful What You Wish For. Follows Fremione and SeamusxGeorge's second chance at love. The rebirth of WWW and their growing families.

Chapter 1

Seamus woke to find a naked George in his arms, he remembered spending his time making love to the man he’d fancied throughout school.
He still felt some guilt but he knew Colin would want him to be happy and Colin had known about his feelings for George. Surely, Colin would have wanted Colm to have two parents…
“Mmm…” George wiggled a bit.
Seamus groaned, “Don’t do that…”
“Why?” George blushed.
“You’ll make me hard…”
“Isn’t this a bit like a honeymoon?” George asked quietly.
“Yes, I suppose it is.”
“Then isn’t it alright to start the day like this? Even after Aednat and Beibhinn are born I like to let you have me first thing in the morning. I haven’t really had as much love as mum pretends. She saved her love for her favourites. I never was one…she rarely had a kind word for us. Your voice is soothing and also I find your brogue sexy. I’ve wanted you for so long and I want to cherish each moment together.”
Seamus already had an arm around him and pulled him close. “I’m sorry that your mum didn’t give you the affection you deserve. I’ll give you all the love you want.” He kissed George’s neck, rocking his hips gently and ran his hand over the chiselled chest.
“Yes…” George clenched his muscles to make it tighter, it helped that Seamus had morning wood. He’d been a definite virgin when Seamus took him to bed, no sexual experience beyond his right hand. While both of them were ambidextrous, they each had a dominant hand. His was his right and Fred’s was his left. They’d learned to use both because they didn’t want to be different. Mostly because it was more fun to play ‘which one is Fred?’
Seamus rolled over carefully, so he didn’t slip out.
George was pushed face first into the bed.
Seamus’ hands touching him everywhere…
They came almost together…
George felt cum leaking from inside him and felt his entire body turn red with embarrassment.
“Come on; let’s clean up before breakfast is delivered. I asked for room service. After that we can play in the water. The design maybe like an old affluent Greek city but we can still dive out off the cabin’s veranda.”
“Thank Merlin Bill taught us how to swim…” George blushed.
“Since it’s just us, we could swim naked.”
“Pervert!” George muttered.
“You don’t really mind because I’m only showing off for you.”
Seamus dragged him off to clean up…
XoooooX
This time Fred was waiting for her when she woke.
He had strawberry pancakes, sausages, eggs and dishes of fruit. He had pitchers of water and pumpkin juice along with the pot of ginger tea.
“Are you done hiding then?” Hermione asked curious.
Fred smirked, “I wasn’t hiding. I thought discovering the flowers would be more enjoyable if you were seemingly alone. I enjoyed your reply. Creative.”
“I only responded in kind.” Hermione scoffed, failing to hide a blush.
Fred knelt beside her chair and kissed her long and deep, “Damn you’re too sweet…”
Hermione moaned.
There was no chasteness in this. It had been months since she was touched sensually.
Fred knew that about this long into a pregnancy a bearer often desired sex. He truly cared for her and wanted her to feel comfortable accepting that she needed it.
Hermione reacted instantly, her kisses were needy, and her body was ready. “I can’t stand it…I need….”
“Hush love. I know. I’ll take care of it…” Fred cast preserving charms on the food and the appropriate warming or cooling charms. Then he picked her up and carried her to his room.
Hermione was surprised; it had a large comfortable bed. It was also clean…
“Welcome home.” Fred said kissing her neck.
Hermione let him undress her.
“Merlin Hermione…you’re beautiful…”
Hermione moaned softly, as he traced her curves with his hands and his lips, taking the time to learn what felt good.
Fred had never seen such a pair of perfect breasts; they fit comfortably in his hands. Firm to the touch and beautiful…he fondled and sucked on them listening as she panted.
Hermione felt jolts of pleasure running down her body to her core. She felt how wet she was…and moaned, “Please Fred…”
“I know love.”
Gentle hands spread her legs caressing her thighs.
“Relax…I won’t hurt you…”
“It hurt before…”
“Because he didn’t love you as I do.”
Hermione took comfort in that, until she looked at him to see a frown. Embarrassment flooded her, “Is something wrong with me?”
Fred blinked, “You don’t know? He didn’t tell you?”
“Tell me what?” Hermione asked nervously.
“That you’re twice the woman Lavender ever could be.” Fred pronounced.
Hermione blinked, “What do you mean?”
“Feel this?”
A thumb caressed her intimately
“And this?”
The sensation was duplicated but in a slightly different place
“Hmm…do you like that?”
When she was touched that way again it was twice the sensation.
Hermione gasped, “Fred…”
“It seems Hermione that you were born with a duplication. Ron probably didn’t even look. A real man would delight in this…it merely means that it will take more than the usual amount of time and dedication to pleasure you.” Fred smirked, “I am just the wizard for the duty. I’ll take great pleasure in it…”
At that pronouncement, his hands started moving again…
Hermione thrashed a bit…
Two? Would that explain why she’d still bled during the time she was pregnant? Ron hadn’t done much but stick his prick in her. No wonder he hadn’t noticed…
Then she felt fingers inside her…mixed with slow circles on her clits. She’d left the Muggle world before the sexual education classes started. Hogwarts didn’t have one…she didn’t have any female friends she was close enough to, to ask about their bodies. She wasn’t interested in girls and just thinking about sex with a girl was unsettling.
Those devious fingers thrust into her body and played with the two nubs she had. The doubled feeling made her so wet.
Then she felt more pressure and gasped, “What did you do?”
Fred smirked, “I thought you wanted more so I’ve got three fingers in each.”
Hermione moaned, “I didn’t know sex felt like this…”
“I read a lot on how to pleasure a woman Hermione. I’m only putting it to good use. You seem to enjoy it.”
Did she ever…all those years wasted trying to get Ron to notice her when all the time Fred had wanted her? She could have never had a chance at love…
“No melancholy thoughts in bed with me Hermione.” Fred chastised her as he stepped up the speed of his fingers thrusting into her.
“Please Fred…”
“What is it you want ‘Mione?”
“You…”
“Where?
“Whichever one is still…you know…”
Fred smirked, “It would be an honour…”
A quick peek and he knew which one Ron hadn’t had. Fred knew she was clearly smaller than most, so he had to go slow and be gentle.
Hermione closed her eyes, for all his foreplay it still hurt…
“I know love…do you want it slow or hard? Slow it will hurt longer…”
“Just take it…please…” Hermione said, eyes still closed and her head tilted away.
Fred reached up to kiss her, his other hand giving her pleasure where he wasn’t trying to take her virginity. He was extremely grateful to the fates because he could be her first…
Perhaps, he wasn’t her first sexual partner but he had to be her first lover.
Between the kiss and the fingering, Hermione almost didn’t feel it. It was more of a pinch then the tear she felt last time.
Fred’s thrusts were slow and gentle; he wanted her to remember this fondly. “You believed what I sent you right?”
“The flowers?” was he seriously asking that? When she let him take her to bed?
Fred smirked, “Yes…the flowers…”
“Yes…”
“Good.” His thrusts stayed slow and gentle, he didn’t want to hurt her. He wanted to wipe her memory of that rushed and painful time with Ron.
“Fred…”
“Yes?”
Then he reached down to rub both her clits, Fred watched her arch her back, and come. She was radiant…
The sight alone brought on his own orgasm…
Fred barely managed to thrust all the way into her before he felt himself explode.
Hermione felt him come…it was hot and it went so deep…
How could he have the focus to make her feel that? What was it? She’d never felt anything like that when she had sex with Ron.
If that time with Ron was just sex…this had to be love-making…
It couldn’t have been anything else.
“What was that?” Hermione finally gasped out.
Fred frowned, “You never…” he scowled, “…of course you didn’t because Ron’s a selfish git. That my dear bookworm is an orgasm, which I skilfully made sure you had two of. That is another reason why you ought to keep me around; I certainly know how to make the bedroom fun.”
Hermione snorted, “Arrogant bastard…”
Fred kissed her, “Then you better reform me. Not that I would stray but you’re just the woman to keep me in line. You did say you were up for the job. When do you want to run off?”
“Let’s get the shop going again first. George can handle it right?”
“Seamus dragged him off for a weekend. Sneaky brat had the same idea I had. I will take you away for a while but if we’re getting bonded soon, why don’t we fix your room up as a nursery?”
Hermione blushed, “Alright.”
“Let’s see. You got pregnant just before the battle, and its still October. So you’re five months pregnant?”
Hermione looked away, “Almost six…”
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You look gorgeous pregnant ‘Mione…” Fred kissed her.
Hermione kissed him back, holding onto to him tight. “Don’t leave me…”
She’d never been a stick; she was well blessed in the bosom area and definitely had curves. Not that she ever really looked at herself; she wasn’t narcissistic like some persons she knew like Lavender Brown. Since she normally wore comfortable but loose clothing like her matronly sweaters it wasn’t hard to ignore something like a little weight gain when Mrs. Weasley fed one.
Since she wasn’t that big and she was this far along it had to be only one right? Maybe, she just wasn’t an early shower. After all she was tall and the baby seemed to be carried higher…
“Never.”
“If you really want me to stay here…we can make my room a nursery…” Hermione said quietly.
Fred did a mental fist pump of victory, “We’ll go shopping tomorrow.”
“Why not now?”
“Because now, you expended too much energy just now. I could go without you but I don’t think that would be kind of me. I love you Hermione…”
“What about breakfast?” Hermione yawned.
“I’ll bring you a plate. I shouldn’t have tired you so.”
Hermione leaned over and kissed him, “I didn’t know sex could be so wonderful. If that’s what being your bonded is like, I can’t wait…”
“’Mione this is just the beginning. There is always morning sex, breakfast in bed, massages, and baths. I was thinking of adding a private bathroom onto this room.” Fred smirked.
“You’re incorrigible.” Hermione laughed.
“Perhaps, but I’m just here to be with you. I want to prove I’m your soulmate.” Fred grinned.

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