Hermione sat on the floor of the common room and laughed along at the joke Fred Weasley had just told the crowd. Pretty soon, everyone was sitting in a circle and ready to play spin the bottle.

Hermione was sitting next to Ginny Weasley. On her right was Ron Weasley and on Ron's right was Harry Potter.

George Weasley walked to the center of the Gryffindor circle and placed an empty bottle of what used to be butter beer. It was in the shape of a muggle coca-cola glass bottle.

George sat back down. "Now remember the rules." Fred exclaimed to the common room.

"Rule number one, you have to kiss who the bottle lands on. No excuses, no acceptations!" George informed.

"Rule number two, you have to go into the closet and kiss." Fred finished.

"Alright, time to play!" George announced. The crowd began to hoot and cheer as Fred flicked his wand casually and the bottle began to spin.

Words appeared in bright pink letters over the bottle. First is Lee Jordan!

Lee Jordan was sitting next to Fred and he was laughing at his own misfortune.

The bottle began to spin.

The bottle became a blur of color and slowly began to loose speed.

It began to creep across the floor and finally stopped on Katie Bell.

Katie's face had turned red and Lee looked disappointed.

The two stood up and walked over to the broom closet and in they went.

(The rules also stated that thy must stay in there until the kiss has ended. And the bottle knows when they kiss.)

The pink words appeared again. Lee Jordan and Katie came out of the closet, a smile on both of their faces. Next is…Fred Weasley!

Fred looked excited. "Anyone but George." He said to everyone, and everyone laughed. Hermione watched the bottle turn into a blur. It began to slow down and stopped in front of her. She turned red.

Fred stood up and walked towards the closet and Hermione followed him. A sea of eyes followed her. As she closed the door behind her she saw the pink letters reappear and say, Next is…Neville Longbottom!

Hermione turned around to see Fred sitting down on a pillow on the floor.

"I put a jinx on this closet before the game started. Now time stands still in here. So when we leave it will be like we were only in here for a few seconds to every body else." Fred informed Hermione, he was smiling at his own brilliance.

"Cool." Hermione replied. She could tell that he knew she was nervous.

"You don't have to worry Hermione. It'll only take a little peck to open that dumb door." Fred smiled.

Hermione took a yoga breath. In through the mouth. Out through the nose.

"Okay." She replied.

She sat down on the pillow next to his. She watched him as he scooted his pillow closer to her and leaned towards her. He closed his eyes and Hermione closed hers.

She felt his silky lips touch hers and she knew that she didn't want this to be just a peck. When Fred retreated after a few seconds the door clicked, signaling that it was unlocked and they could leave.

Hermione stared into Fred's eyes. Neither of them moved. They both leaned in again. Their lips touched once more. This time their mouths were open.

Hermione felt Fred's tongue massage her own. She felt him suck slightly on her bottom lip. She returned the pleasure by sucking slightly on his tongue. She felt his hands hold her cheeks. She placed one hand on his left cheek and the other on his leg.

They continued to "return pleasures" for a very long time. Finally after Hermione could swear and hour or two, or maybe three had gone by, she buttoned up her shirt and watched Fred put his pants back on.

Hermione stood up, she waved her wand so that she was no longer sweaty and waved it towards Fred and the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead retreated.

"Thanks." He smiled to her. "Your welcome." She smiled back. Fred walked over to the door. But he did not open it.

Hermione looked up to his face. "What's wrong?" Hermione asked casually. She didn't really care if the door was stuck or anything. She would gladly spend the rest of her life in that closet with Fred.

Fred looked down to Hermione. "Lets let this be our little secret. No one has to know. Especially not Ron or Ginny. They'll defiantly tell mum." Fred smiled in a smile that might say, 'Hermione I think I love you'. She loved that smile.

Fred turned his body towards Hermione and placed his hands on her hips. He gently pulled her towards him and leaned in and kissed her. He kissed her like you would kiss your soul mate after they came back from over sea wars.

He stood up straight and took a step back. "Ladies first." He smiled.

Hermione opened the door carefully and walked out. Fred followed her and getting up to go towards the closet was Neville Longbottom and Ronald Weasley.

The entire room was laughing and Ron and Neville's cheeks were bright red. Each of them had a look of disgust on their faces.

Hermione smiled, she tried to hold back her own laughter as Ron passed her.

Fred resumed his spot next to George and Lee Jordan and Hermione took her place next to Ginny.

"Is Fred a good kisser?" Ginny asked with a smile. The only reason she asked was to mock Hermione. But it had no effect.

"Actually yes." Hermione replied honestly. Ginny's mouth opened and she began to laugh.

The rest of the night went very quickly. Whenever Hermione glanced over at Fred, and if he was looking her way and locked eyes, they'd smile and get tingly feeling behind their belly buttons.

Hermione barely paid attention to the game. All she knew was that poor Katie Bell was chosen our times, Harry had to kiss Ginny who never shut p about how good of a kisser Harry is after-words.

She knew that Fred never got picked again and that she never got picked again.

She knew that after Ron had to kiss Neville he threw up on Neville in the closet.

Hermione dreamt of Fred that night. She dreamt of his smell and that smile. She dreamt of her and Fred in the closet.

She dreamt good dreams that night.

And she didn't even think about studying. How weird is that?