"fred, we've got to get going mate! Ron and mum are in the trolly and you aren't well enough to apparate."

"I know! I know.. just, give us a minute? ya?"

"alright then." George was visibly annoyed with Fred but turned and left anyways. He and I had precious little time together anyways so I can care less about the opinion of his twin

"Gorgeous?" he whispered grabbing my attention.

"Please don't go.. the ministry belongs to him now, and it's too dangerous for the order to be travelling, we need shelter! we need man power and Professor moody's me-"

I had been cut off by Fred's urgent and almost too aggressive kiss.
In one swift movement his lips were on mine and he had lifted and pushed me against the leaky cauldrons linen closet door. Kissing in hard eager pecks he braced his hands under my bottom and pushed himself against me in a heated and very much inappropriate fashion.