Katherine Frances's Blog, page 209
July 19, 2016
Kim Shimmers and the Black Prophecy
A Harry Potter Fanfic by me (and the 3rd installment of the Kim Shimmers series)
This Harry Potter fan fiction (as long as all goes according to plan) will be posted at the beginning of every week. The pictures above are not mine, though I edited some.
Chapter 12
Sex
Kim lay out on a couch, her head on a pillow in Fred’s lap. George was across from them, spindly legs folded up around a piece of parchment he was peering over, something to do with the trials they’d run on their shop items. Kim glanced up to catch Fred’s gaze rove from her chest down the line of her body. There was something in the purposeful and speculating glint in his eyes that made Kim blush slightly.
“What?” she whispered, wondering what on earth he was doing looking at her like that. His eyes snapped back up to hers. As if pulled from a dream, his pupils readjusted in size.
“Nothing,” he whispered back, placing a hot hand on the side of her leg beside her knee, right were the skin was exposed at the bottom of her skirt. “I was just thinking we should get out of here… maybe go someplace a bit smaller, darker, if you catch my meaning,” he said, a winking smile crossing his features. Kim smiled in embarrassment, peering over at George to check that he was preoccupied with his parchment.
“Not listening,” he sang without looking up from his work. Fred chuckled, but he was looking at Kim with that fiery glint of intention. Someone clearing their throat behind Kim pulled her eyes away from Fred.
Hermione had approached them with her hands clasped before her keenly. “I just wanted to have a quick word with you all.”
“Oh, for crying- Hermione, we haven’t done anything wrong—”
“Not about that,” she said, cutting Fred off. “Though I highly doubt that’s true,” she said, shooting them both dark looks, “that’s not why I’m here. I’m sure all of you are very aware of the current state of our Defense Against the Dark Arts class.”
“More like a lack-there-of,” Kim muttered.
“Exactly. And… well Harry, Ron, and I figured, that’s not good. With-” she stuttered a bit over this, “Voldemort on the rise, there’s no telling what we might face in the future.”
“Jeeze, Hermione,” said George, sitting more upright in his chair. “I thought Kim was the only one contrary enough to say his name.”
“Well, it’s about time we start facing the facts. And the fact is, we’re not being taught properly to defend ourselves.”
“Alright,” Fred said as Kim sat up from his lap. “We’re listening.”
“Since Harry has faced… all sorts of things, and he’s quite good at defensive spells, I- we thought it would be a good idea if he gave us a lesson or two. Just show us all what he knows. It can’t possibly be worse than the lessons we’re getting from Umbridge.”
“I’d second that,” George said, sounding a bit excited.
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Laughing So Hard
First Sentence Prompt!
Laughing uncontrollably, he wasn’t able to hold back the snort.
