Hey everyone. This story was brought to you by Flying Lessons: Brooms assignment, and Our Tangled Webs on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For Flying Lessons I wrote for Task #4 - Firebolt and the task was to write about something rare (rarepairs accepted). For Our Tangled Webs I wrote the pairing of Oliver/Fred. Warning for fade to black sex. I hope you all enjoy Heated Kisses.
Heated kisses and roaming hands are the only thing on Oliver's mind as he sits in the stands and watches the Gryffindor team take another victory over Slytherin. Even though he's been out of Hogwarts for a year now already, where does the time go, he feels like he's responsible for the win too. A flash of red hair goes by were he is sitting and memories of the summer come back to him.
"Oliver, what are you doing here?" came a familiar voice but not the familiar voice he wants to hear from.
Opening his eyes with a sigh at having to leave the memories that feel so real to him he finds George Weasley standing in front of him. God he wishes the Weasley twins weren't the spitting image of each other. He'd really rather not think of Fred the way he had been in front of the spitting image of him.
"Just coming back to watch the Quidditch match," he told George. "I watch all of Gryffindor's matches." He doesn't say why exactly he enjoys watching the Gryffindor matches because he's not sure that George would approve of him and Fred together.
"Hey," comes Fred's voice as he walks over to Oliver and George. "What's going on here?"
"Nothing, Gred," George told his twin. "Just having a friendly little catch up with Oliver here." He turned to Oliver with a sneaky smile crawling across his face. "Just so you, Oliver, I do approve." He began to walk towards Angelina who was waiting for him. "Don't do anything that I wouldn't do," he called over his shoulder with a smirk.
Oliver gaped after George as Fred took his hands pulling him towards the changing room. "Did he just..."
"Well I don't know about you," Fred smirked at Oliver as he snaked a finger into one of Oliver's belt loops and pulled him along to the Gryffindor changing room, "but I plan doing something he wouldn't do."
The feel of heated kisses and roaming hands was starting to become one of Oliver's favorite feelings. Especially when the hands in question belonged his boyfriend Fred.
I hope you all enjoyed Heated Kisses.