A Fred & Hermione story. Not sure where I'm taking this – keep you posted though ~crazychicke~
Reunion
Fred Weasley sat in the Gryffindor common room waiting for Hermione to enter. He grinned as she came in, her wand in her hand illuminating the darkness. He waited for her to cross the room and then stood up, grabbed her arm and before she could scream in fright leant in to kiss her rose-scented lips. She stiffened and then breathed in the familiar Hugo Boss aftershave she had bought him for Christmas last year and relaxed. His hands pulled at her silk robe. "You smell good enough to eat."
"What are you doing here Fred?" Hermione asked.
"I missed you. Besides can't I pop in to see my girlfriend?"
"How did you get in without being caught?" Hermione asked sceptically.
"Hermione it's me Fred, not Ron." Hermione made a face. She had dated Ron last year, but only briefly. They were better off just friends. Besides now that he and Luna were dating, he was a lot happier and Fred had asked her out at Fleur & Bill's wedding. Actually come to think of it, she hadn't had an owl from him in over a month. And although he had kept in contact by the Floo network – you couldn't actually be intimate when you were looking at a headless wizard with green flames shooting out of his face – like Oz from the Wizard of Oz.
Fred leaned in and kissed her neck.
"Did you miss me?" He smelt divine! He was a foot taller than her, wearing dark robes and his hair was just the right length. She felt herself sway into him and pulled his shirt toward her.
"Of course. I'm very glad you're here. Don't you think we should go somewhere more private? I mean Ron and Harry are just upstairs..."
"I agree." He paused. "How about the shrieking shack?" Even in the dark Fred could see Hermione giving him a dark look.
"Are you freaking kidding me?" She demanded.
"Sorry couldn't resist." He pulled her hand and they both exited through the portrait hole holding hands.