"You are a prat Fredrick Weasly! Do you know that?" Fred looked up from his position on the floor to just smile at her as she knelt next to him, drawing her wand. It had been a perfectly innocent game of Quidditch, until he'd been hit by the bludger. He wasn't in that much pain, it hadn't been like the time when he'd been hit by a real bludger a few years ago. This was more of a sharp stabbing throb that actually did hurt. Who was he kidding; it was killing him!
"Stop squirming Fred, you'll only make it worse." Trying hard to stay still, he watched as Hermione pointed her wand at his arm and gave it a little wave. The pain eased, his arm felt better. She smiled at him.
"Wiggle your fingers." He did. He grinned back at her, gently kissing her lips.
"Thank you my angel." Se just scowled at him, poking his chest.
"You try that again and I'll wait a week before fixing your arm." He just grinned at her, pulling her down to him level, kissing her again.
"Yes dear."