Disclaimer: Not mine.
Written for HedwigBlack's Romantic Drabbles Challenge on HPFC. 5 Fred/Angelina drabbles, 5 prompts. I've never written Fred/Angelina before but I like it :) please review & let me know what you think!
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opportunity
Angelina stays late after practice to do an equipment check – she doesn't want to be Oliver Wood, but the first game is two days away and she doesn't want anything to go wrong that doesn't have to. She checks the brooms for splinters and is about to start casting protective charms when Fred comes out of the locker room.
"Are you sure you're not related to Oliver?" he asks, jokingly. "You have that same fanatic gleam in your eye."
"Shut up and help me," she tells him. With a laugh, he puts his hands up in surrender and joins her.
After they've charmed the brooms to within an inch of their life, Angelina opens the closet – only to be knocked to the ground as a Bludger barrels out. "Fred!" she growls – only the twins would have left the Bludgers loose. She hops to her feet and glares at him.
He's already caught the thing and he grins. "Musta been George." She stays put, hands on her hips, as he saunters towards the closet.
"A reward for your savior?" he asks lightly.
Despite herself, she gives in. "Just take your opportunity," she starts to say, but he's already kissing her.
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