Truth, Dare, Double Dare, Kiss or Promise

She could feel his calloused hands on her waist, his thumbs stroking and tantalising her soft supple skin of her hips, unknowingly teasing her. It took all she had not to moan when his soft lips started to kiss her neck and work down to her collarbone, his slow moving lips making every inch of her body tingle with pleasure and delight.

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It was the Quiddich world cup and Ireland had just won even when the Bulgarian seeker caught the snitch in a spectacular dive, only just missing the ground as he pulled up. Everyone around her were so excited they were jumping all over the place; it was like being in a mosh pit at a rock concert, everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs and chest banging each other. It was always loud when the eight Weasley men and Harry got together no matter what they were doing.

Fred jumped in front of her sight blocking her view of the pitch and the celebrating players. Like his dad Arthur Fred had darker red hair with deep sparkling blue eyes always full of mischief and joy. He had always been a head taller than Hermione and had well defined muscles from the years of playing Quiddich - him and his twin George were beaters for the Gryffindor team when they were at Hogwarts. He had a few freckles across his nose which Hermione thought made him look cuter than his twin it was small differences like this that set them apart, she had always had a soft spot for Fred but never told anyone. She laughed and cheered with the over excited boys watching as they chest bashed, high fived each other or Mr Weasley messing their hair up much to Bills annoyance as he had to redo his hair over and over again.

Fred noticed Hermione sitting down, watching as everyone jumped around her, a big smile on her face cheering along with everyone else. Fred took this moment to muse while looking at her and she was to busy to notice. She had bushy brown hair down to her elbows and big brown eyes which shined with warmth and knowledge. She was a head shorter than him but had proved she could hold her own. She had always been smarter then most in her year and others years older, and many a time helped Ron and Harry with their homework; hell she had even helped him and George. Fred had always admired that in the young witch. Getting caught up in the excitement again he shouted at her as his brothers bounced around the room. The Malloy's looking on in degust at the many shouting, bouncing red heads.

"Ireland won Hermione. They won" He bellowed at her excitement dancing in his big blue eyes, he pulled her out of her seat with his strong arms and into a kiss. It took a few seconds for his brain to catch up with his lips that were pressed against hers and to realise what he was doing. He let go of her hastily and she stumbled back into her seat. His ears flushed red as he noticed Hermione looking a little dazed. He flashed her a small shy smile; something you never saw the twins doing, before George side tackled him. They looked alike in every way, however Fred had a small scar on his left eyebrow, and it was really the only way to tell them apart with out getting a magnifying glass to count their freckles.

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"You ok 'Mione?" Fred asked his blue eyes looking down at her in the low light.

Hermione looked up at him, he'd not really changed over the years, the only difference was his hair was longer and in Hermione's opinion hotter.

"Yeah I'm fine, just got lost in my thoughts." She replied a blush flowing up to her cheeks. A soft brown curl fell across her face, she hadn't really changed either. Her hair had softened into ringlets and she'd had it cut into a shorter style which helped to keep it in order. The frizz had gone so she no longer looked like she had a nest on her head.

"Good" Fred replied, before moving the curl behind her ear and continuing to kiss her neck.

She could feel pressure on her hips as Fred pulled her towards his hard body, his lips working up her neck and along her jaw line before reaching her plumb lips. His tongue ran along her bottom lip and after thinking for a second she returned the kiss reasoning everyone will to drunk to remember anything in the morning.

Fred was shocked at how passionately Hermione kissed back and decided to use this to his advantage.

With a glint in his eyes one of his hands slid down her leg until it was softly rubbing the side of her exposed thigh, then he pulled her leg up around his waist and backed her into the wall grinding his hips against hers. She could feel his erection against her core and let out a small moan loving the feeling. Fred smiled into the kiss knowing he was driving her crazy if the small noises she was making had anything to do with it. His smile grew even bigger when she rolled her hips back into his making him moan into her mouth. Her back arched against his chest pushing her breasts against him. Fred loved this and pulled her close so it was not possible for even air to pass between their bodies, her back still pressed hard against the wall behind her.

"Time's up out you come." Came a familiar voice from outside the cupboard. Not being deterred Fred kissed Hermione harder acting as if he could not hear the outside world or in his opinion pretend it did not exist so he could carry on kissing the beautiful witch pressing against him.

They were currently at the Burrow, Mr and Mrs Weasley had gone to visit Aunt Muriel as she wasn't well. All the Weasley children, along with Fleur (Bills wife), Amy (Charlie's fiancée), Penelope (Percy's girlfriend), Harry and Hermione had decided to have a small party. After an hour they started a game of truth, dare, double dare, kiss or promise, this led them to what they were currently doing. Some brooms leaning against the wall got knocked somehow and fell onto the kissing couple; Fred just pushed them aside and they clattered to the floor his lips not breaking contact with Hermione's.

"Oi. Out you get" This voice was different and closer to their hiding place. "Times...." Hermione and Fred looked over to the now open door seeing George looking at them, mouth hanging open his arm limp at one side, the other gripping onto the handle of the door. He looked more like some kind of handsome ape with a red wig with the shocked look in his eyes ".....Up"

With one last kiss Fred pulled Hermione out the broom cupboard they were hiding in. He gave a still shocked George a smile as they passed him and helped Hermione to sit down before taking his own seat, both looking rather flushed.

"My turn" Ron piped up not noticing the pinkness in Hermione's cheeks, George stumbling back into his place while Fred moved to cover the evident bulge in his pants.

(A.N. Ok so what do you think? I re read my story and noticed a lot of mistakes - Sorry this was my first ever story - So I am going though it and correcting it. I'm also adding more to pad the chapters out, making them longer and hopefully better. Please tell me what you think. Again sorry for the mistakes)