FIC: Three For Three (Fred/Katie)
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lightofdayeTitle: Three For Three
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Fred Weasley/Katie Bell
Word Count: ~1,500
Content: vaginal sex, loss of virginity, dub-con, coercion, Fred Weasley is an asshole.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Katie has something Fred wants.
A/n: Second of two pieces written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
hphet's Mini-Fest 2025. This one was written without a prompt. Thanks to torino10154 for last minute beta-reading and help. They are blameless for remaining mistakes and content. Beware of those warnings, please.
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They met at bar in Diagon Alley; it was far more personal and intimate than the Leaky Cauldron. Fred Weasley smiled when he saw Katie Bell approach him wearing a little black dress. He shoved a drink towards her as she sat down.
"No, George?" she asked, smiling teasingly.
"No," Fred responded. "No Angelina or Alicia?"
"No, I did ask but they're avoiding you for some reason," Katie said, cocking her head.
"I can't think why. We used to get on so well," Fred said, and thought, Just as well as I intend to get on with you, my dear.
Fred aimed to get in a few good compliments over the evening and if possible give the impression of being both charming and a good listener. He had a half-smile on his face that could mean anything and nodded and sympathised in all the right places.
Katie had a tough year: a near death experience with a long stay in St Mungo's on top of N.E.W.T exams.
"That sounds rough but you're okay now?" Fred said, touching her hand and not letting go.
"Oh yes."
"You certainly look fit"- Fred paused for effect. -"and healthy to me."
Katie's cheeks coloured nicely at that.
Ordering more drinks, Fred filled Katie in about things, George, the shop and Bill's upcoming wedding. There was a pleasant back and forth so Fred shifted his chair closer, extending his legs into her space and she didn't move away.
"It's getting late," Fred said after a while, "maybe I should walk you home."
"Walk? I can Apparate you know," Katie scoffed.
"But then how would I know you got home safely?" Fred replied.
"If it'll make you happy," Katie said.
-
Her flat was a tiny thing behind and above a shop.
"You know, I'm tipsy," Fred said. "How about a coffee?"
Katie gave him a long look that told Fred plainly she knew what he was pulling.
"I don't know…"
"Or tea?" Fred said with a shrug. "These days you never know the last time you'll share tea with someone."
That was laying on thick, he thought, no-one he knew was going to die but Katie's expression softened.
"Just one drink then," she said and let him into the flat.
He heard her call out to a flatmate that she was back. Luckily the flatmate didn't do more than acknowledge her through a door and didn't seem to want to come out.
Inside the door, Fred kicked off his trainers and took off his dragonskin jacket and hung it on a hook. It hadn't been the right weather for it really but it never hurt to flash the cash a little.
He took a long look at Katie busying about with the kettle. She was tall and slender as reed, with long limbs and flowing black hair she'd left unbound. Almost perfect, Fred thought there was just one thing he wanted to know.
"What did you actually wan-" Katie said, looking up to see Fred advancing into her personal space.
By way of answer, he kissed her.
Katie's hand pressed flat to Fred's chest as he kissed her, pushing. Fred ignored this and continued to kiss her. After a second, her hands curled, her fingers dug into his t-shirt, pulling him in rather than pushing away.
Fred sucked at her lower lip before pushing his tongue into her mouth, she moaned as his tongue bullied hers about. The kiss ended with Katie still crushed against his chest.
"You know what, I want," Fred growled and kissed her again.
"Fred, I'm not… I haven't… I'm a v-" Katie forced out between kisses.
It was exactly what Fred wanted to hear.
It had happened after the Yule Ball. Fred had got a taste of it then and pursued Angelina until she's given in and they'd shagged. He'd been her first. His own first time had been with someone else entirely, nothing to write home about. With Angelina though, it was a whole other thing.
Subsequent encounters hadn't lived it up to their promise, and Fred had moved on to Alicia and found it was the hunt that made it exciting, the seduction: the taking.
Katie was the last of three chasers whose virginities he wanted to take. He was going to complete the set.
"That's not a problem," Fred said softly. "Trust me."
"I… " Katie hesitated so he kissed her again, one hand chasing the length of her spine down to the small of her back. She squeaked.
"Come on, Katie, no time like the present," Fred said, he was grinding his sizeable erection against her. "I'm surprised no-one's wanted to before."
"They have!" Katie said indignantly. "I'm not going for just anyone."
"And am I just anyone?" Fred grinned.
"You're... well…" Katie's face was pink and she was squirming but not trying to escape. She was breathing heavily and Fred was holding her up.
"Okay then," she said in the quietest voice.
-
They were in Katie's room before she had second thoughts. Fred's shirt was off but she protested as he reached for her dress.
"It's okay," Fred said, soothingly, "we kind of need it off though."
Katie undid the zip and struggled out of the dress. She was wearing a plain, functional, off-white bra and lacy royal blue knickers but Fred drank it in.
"That's it come, lie down with me," he said.
They settled onto the bed again and he kissed her, devouring her lips and words. He put one hand in her dark hair and the other on her breast.
Fred continued to talk in a low comforting voice as kisses were exchanged and clothes discarded.
He made admiring noises of her breasts, which were small and pointed with prominent pale nipples. He toyed with them with his fingertip and thumb. Her knickers went with barely a protest but the removal of his boxers caused a stir.
Fred's cock was like him, long but not overly so but definitely broad.
"I can't!" Katie said staring. "That's huge."
Fred fought back a smile. He was only human. He liked to hear it.
"It'll fit well enough," he said, "you'll be surprised."
He kissed her again bearing her back down onto the bed.
This was it, Fred thought as he climbed on top of Katie's naked form, urging her legs wide. This was the moment. He drank in every detail. Her pose, her expression and her trembling excitement despite herself.
"It's okay, it's okay," Fred murmured placing himself at her entrance and throbbing when he saw her netherlips stretch wide around the tip of cock. "You're amazing, you know that?"
He cupped her face with his hand, staring lovingly into her eyes and pushed his cock into her virgin pussy.
Katie cried out as it parted her. Her body resisted a second and then Katie gave a whimper and he sank into her. Fred grinned as Katie gave up everything to him.
Fred started to thrust. It was difficult, her natural tightness clung to him in the most delicious way and each thrust lessened the effect but he did it anyway.
Katie was beyond words, squeaking and gasping as he fucked her. With each thrust, her legs jerked into the air a little.
Her fingers dug into his back, nails scratching and gouging his skin but considering what he was doing to her, Fred thought this was a fair trade.
"You're amazing, you're perfect," he intoned to distract himself but all too soon Fred's excitement got the better of him and he spilled deep into Katie's now used cunt.
Once he was done Fred pulled his cock out of Katie, hearing her whimper at the loss and replaced with it with two of his fingers. Katie grunted and then moaned again as he pumped them into her: thumbing her clit as he did so.
She must have been close, Fred though smirking, because soon Katie covered her face with her hands, her hips rose to meet him a few times and then with a great exhalation Katie went still and quiet.
Fred wiped his fingers, covered in a mixture of their fluids, off on her sheets. Katie rolled onto her side away from him. She wouldn't be able to say he hadn't shown her a good time at least.
-
When he was sure Katie was asleep, Fred got to his feet and quietly dressed. He had no interest in breakfast or the awkward morning after small talk especially not when there was a flatmate in the picture.
He took a last long look at Katie, trying to memorise the look of lying there naked, dark hair tousled and thrown everywhere, pale skin shining and red where he touched her: thoroughly debauched.
Fred was quite certain she'd remember tonight forever; he, on other hand, had many more years of conquests to look forward to. Smiling to himself, he went home.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing: Fred Weasley/Katie Bell
Word Count: ~1,500
Content: vaginal sex, loss of virginity, dub-con, coercion, Fred Weasley is an asshole.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: Katie has something Fred wants.
A/n: Second of two pieces written for
hphet's Mini-Fest 2025. This one was written without a prompt. Thanks to torino10154 for last minute beta-reading and help. They are blameless for remaining mistakes and content. Beware of those warnings, please.- - -
They met at bar in Diagon Alley; it was far more personal and intimate than the Leaky Cauldron. Fred Weasley smiled when he saw Katie Bell approach him wearing a little black dress. He shoved a drink towards her as she sat down.
"No, George?" she asked, smiling teasingly.
"No," Fred responded. "No Angelina or Alicia?"
"No, I did ask but they're avoiding you for some reason," Katie said, cocking her head.
"I can't think why. We used to get on so well," Fred said, and thought, Just as well as I intend to get on with you, my dear.
Fred aimed to get in a few good compliments over the evening and if possible give the impression of being both charming and a good listener. He had a half-smile on his face that could mean anything and nodded and sympathised in all the right places.
Katie had a tough year: a near death experience with a long stay in St Mungo's on top of N.E.W.T exams.
"That sounds rough but you're okay now?" Fred said, touching her hand and not letting go.
"Oh yes."
"You certainly look fit"- Fred paused for effect. -"and healthy to me."
Katie's cheeks coloured nicely at that.
Ordering more drinks, Fred filled Katie in about things, George, the shop and Bill's upcoming wedding. There was a pleasant back and forth so Fred shifted his chair closer, extending his legs into her space and she didn't move away.
"It's getting late," Fred said after a while, "maybe I should walk you home."
"Walk? I can Apparate you know," Katie scoffed.
"But then how would I know you got home safely?" Fred replied.
"If it'll make you happy," Katie said.
-
Her flat was a tiny thing behind and above a shop.
"You know, I'm tipsy," Fred said. "How about a coffee?"
Katie gave him a long look that told Fred plainly she knew what he was pulling.
"I don't know…"
"Or tea?" Fred said with a shrug. "These days you never know the last time you'll share tea with someone."
That was laying on thick, he thought, no-one he knew was going to die but Katie's expression softened.
"Just one drink then," she said and let him into the flat.
He heard her call out to a flatmate that she was back. Luckily the flatmate didn't do more than acknowledge her through a door and didn't seem to want to come out.
Inside the door, Fred kicked off his trainers and took off his dragonskin jacket and hung it on a hook. It hadn't been the right weather for it really but it never hurt to flash the cash a little.
He took a long look at Katie busying about with the kettle. She was tall and slender as reed, with long limbs and flowing black hair she'd left unbound. Almost perfect, Fred thought there was just one thing he wanted to know.
"What did you actually wan-" Katie said, looking up to see Fred advancing into her personal space.
By way of answer, he kissed her.
Katie's hand pressed flat to Fred's chest as he kissed her, pushing. Fred ignored this and continued to kiss her. After a second, her hands curled, her fingers dug into his t-shirt, pulling him in rather than pushing away.
Fred sucked at her lower lip before pushing his tongue into her mouth, she moaned as his tongue bullied hers about. The kiss ended with Katie still crushed against his chest.
"You know what, I want," Fred growled and kissed her again.
"Fred, I'm not… I haven't… I'm a v-" Katie forced out between kisses.
It was exactly what Fred wanted to hear.
It had happened after the Yule Ball. Fred had got a taste of it then and pursued Angelina until she's given in and they'd shagged. He'd been her first. His own first time had been with someone else entirely, nothing to write home about. With Angelina though, it was a whole other thing.
Subsequent encounters hadn't lived it up to their promise, and Fred had moved on to Alicia and found it was the hunt that made it exciting, the seduction: the taking.
Katie was the last of three chasers whose virginities he wanted to take. He was going to complete the set.
"That's not a problem," Fred said softly. "Trust me."
"I… " Katie hesitated so he kissed her again, one hand chasing the length of her spine down to the small of her back. She squeaked.
"Come on, Katie, no time like the present," Fred said, he was grinding his sizeable erection against her. "I'm surprised no-one's wanted to before."
"They have!" Katie said indignantly. "I'm not going for just anyone."
"And am I just anyone?" Fred grinned.
"You're... well…" Katie's face was pink and she was squirming but not trying to escape. She was breathing heavily and Fred was holding her up.
"Okay then," she said in the quietest voice.
-
They were in Katie's room before she had second thoughts. Fred's shirt was off but she protested as he reached for her dress.
"It's okay," Fred said, soothingly, "we kind of need it off though."
Katie undid the zip and struggled out of the dress. She was wearing a plain, functional, off-white bra and lacy royal blue knickers but Fred drank it in.
"That's it come, lie down with me," he said.
They settled onto the bed again and he kissed her, devouring her lips and words. He put one hand in her dark hair and the other on her breast.
Fred continued to talk in a low comforting voice as kisses were exchanged and clothes discarded.
He made admiring noises of her breasts, which were small and pointed with prominent pale nipples. He toyed with them with his fingertip and thumb. Her knickers went with barely a protest but the removal of his boxers caused a stir.
Fred's cock was like him, long but not overly so but definitely broad.
"I can't!" Katie said staring. "That's huge."
Fred fought back a smile. He was only human. He liked to hear it.
"It'll fit well enough," he said, "you'll be surprised."
He kissed her again bearing her back down onto the bed.
This was it, Fred thought as he climbed on top of Katie's naked form, urging her legs wide. This was the moment. He drank in every detail. Her pose, her expression and her trembling excitement despite herself.
"It's okay, it's okay," Fred murmured placing himself at her entrance and throbbing when he saw her netherlips stretch wide around the tip of cock. "You're amazing, you know that?"
He cupped her face with his hand, staring lovingly into her eyes and pushed his cock into her virgin pussy.
Katie cried out as it parted her. Her body resisted a second and then Katie gave a whimper and he sank into her. Fred grinned as Katie gave up everything to him.
Fred started to thrust. It was difficult, her natural tightness clung to him in the most delicious way and each thrust lessened the effect but he did it anyway.
Katie was beyond words, squeaking and gasping as he fucked her. With each thrust, her legs jerked into the air a little.
Her fingers dug into his back, nails scratching and gouging his skin but considering what he was doing to her, Fred thought this was a fair trade.
"You're amazing, you're perfect," he intoned to distract himself but all too soon Fred's excitement got the better of him and he spilled deep into Katie's now used cunt.
Once he was done Fred pulled his cock out of Katie, hearing her whimper at the loss and replaced with it with two of his fingers. Katie grunted and then moaned again as he pumped them into her: thumbing her clit as he did so.
She must have been close, Fred though smirking, because soon Katie covered her face with her hands, her hips rose to meet him a few times and then with a great exhalation Katie went still and quiet.
Fred wiped his fingers, covered in a mixture of their fluids, off on her sheets. Katie rolled onto her side away from him. She wouldn't be able to say he hadn't shown her a good time at least.
-
When he was sure Katie was asleep, Fred got to his feet and quietly dressed. He had no interest in breakfast or the awkward morning after small talk especially not when there was a flatmate in the picture.
He took a last long look at Katie, trying to memorise the look of lying there naked, dark hair tousled and thrown everywhere, pale skin shining and red where he touched her: thoroughly debauched.
Fred was quite certain she'd remember tonight forever; he, on other hand, had many more years of conquests to look forward to. Smiling to himself, he went home.
