Cold by Luvscharlie
A late night of working at the Ministry and a combination of the Floo Network being down and the wards on their flat being up had forced Hermione to Apparate to the nearest designated area and walk the rest of the way home. The snow was falling fast from the night sky and by the time she arrived at their flat, she was frozen through. Fred was already asleep when she changed into her night dress and crawled beneath the covers of their bed.
He squealed when her foot touched his leg. "For love of Merlin, woman! Your feet are like ice."
She ran her hands over his chest and he shivered in response.
"Come here and warm me up, Fred."
He rolled atop her and pushed her deep into the mattress. In moments, the cold was the last thing on her mind.
Fin.
A/N: Advent Drabble 3/31, where the prompts were fluff and snow for the pairing of Fred/Hermione