K15: Okay guys, this is so a drabble set of Hermione/Fred. I'm also working on detail to further my writing skills. So this is my experiment child.

Fred: Which is great for me because I get to live!

Me: Exactly, and I get to have more revi… I mean the Hermione/Fred half increases. Anyway, enjoy. Later. K15

Disclaimer: Everyone is alive… well, not everyone. Tonks is dead, and Mad-Eye- and Snape… oh and of course Dumbledore and Voldemort. But… oh and Percy. But that's everyone else, it just shows in fanfiction. I don't own Harry Potter. :)

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"That's perfect," Fred said, holding his thumb up. Half of his painting was already done. He was so glad to be an identical twin. "Hold it right there."

"Fred, I thought you already painted a pose similar to this." Hermione muttered. She glanced down at her bare legs. "Why am I wearing my old Hogwarts uniform?"

Fred peered around his easel. "I do, but I wanted to test my talents with a female body, you know more curves. And you are they only one who would do it."

Hermione blushed slightly. "I don't have many curves," she admitted.

"Oh, contraire," Fred corrected, his brush gently stroking the canvas. "You have beautiful curves." Once again this caused Hermione to blush.

"You never told me why I'm wearing my Hogwarts uniform."

Fred smiled at the witch before him. She wore exactly what she had said; except there were a few modifications that he had made sure were there. Her grey skirt was pushed up to her thigh, but it wasn't enough to be considered immodest though it was enough to show her creamy thigh. Hermione's black vest was throne to the side, like she didn't care (it was actually draped over his, but she failed to notice that). Her white dress shirt was slightly unbuttoned, by three or four buttons, and it showed some of her white bra strap, plus a little bit of cleavage. Her red and gold tie, hung loosely around her neck. Hermione's normally bushy brown hair was now straighter than it had ever been and her hand was currently tangled in it. Almost like she had just finished the best snogging session of her life.

She had been silent for the last thirty minutes. Fred was a grateful for that. "Hermione," he finally said, breaking the silence.

"Yes?"

"I need you to close your eyes." With a wave of his wand the paintbrush continued to well, paint. After he was sure that Hermione wasn't peaking, he stripped himself of his white painters suit. Under it was his own Hogwarts uniform, minus the fact that the black vest was under Hermione's. He loosened his tie and un-tucked his shirt a bit. He messed up his hair, and remembered to unbutton some of his shirt.

He then climbed onto the platform and took the same pose as George took two days before. He didn't do the head shot, because he wanted it to be just right. He wanted to trust in his painting abilities. He moved his feet so that he was comfortably leaning into Hermione.

Fred leaned forward so that his lips were barely touching Hermione's. He then whispered, "thank you," before closing the gap between them. His hand wrapped in her soft brown hair, pulling her forwards a bit. There was a ding a few seconds later, and Fred Apparated away.

When Hermione opened her eyes she couldn't believe he was gone. Fred's lips against her own felt so right. She walked down to the canvas. She was curious as to why he would just leave his hard work here. When she rounded the corner she saw the most magnificent work that anyone had ever seen.

The first picture was of him. She figured that in all reality it was George, but the twins were so alike you couldn't tell the difference. He had dipped his fingers into a bowl of chocolate and was licking them off. George's face looked right at Fred as he painted the picture, making him look extra sexy. His perfectly red Weasley hair was ruffled so he looked like had been doing something wrong. His necktie was untied and wrapped around his neck casually. His shirt was unbuttoned and it revealed his well-sculpted abs. Quidditch had been good to both of the boys. George's legs were tucked behind him, and his other hand was on a bowl of strawberries.

The second one was of her. It was one that he had her pose for earlier during their session (that was what she finally decided what to call it.). She was lying on her back; of course, in that stupid Hogwarts uniform that he made her wear. Her brown hair was spread out around her making it look like she had a halo. Her brown eyes looked upwards towards the bright sky blue sky. Hermione noticed that you could see down her shirt some cleavage; she couldn't believe that Fred made her pose like that. Her knees were up and she could see that the skirt was bunched together at her hips. Why didn't she tell him no to that pose?

The third and final one was of both of them. It was of the kiss that they had the just shared. She never thought that they would both be kissing like that. She noticed that her hand was closer to Fred's hand that was almost wrapped around her waist. She knew that he wasn't going to pull her closer, but it was resting there like it was natural. She noticed that they were on the same hill that Hermione had "posed" for before.

Her brown eyes traveled down to a note sitting on the end of the canvas. Actually it was bewitched to float a little bit below eye level. As her fingers graced the piece of yellow parchment she smiled at Fred's neat/sloppy handwriting.

Hermione,

Thank you, I don't know if I can say that enough to you. I've really wanted to test my artistic skills for sometime now. I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to find a female to test my skills on. Believe it or not Hermione, you have beautiful curves. I would of asked Ginny, but could imagine me trying to draw my own sister in such a sexy way that she'd probably portray? Yeah, I would probably end up yelling at her for flaunting herself like that.

I hope that everything goes well for you. The three pictures are yours to keep if want them, if not then that's fine too. I have left you a bag of Galleons as pay. I know what you're going to say, don't Fred, it's your money. But you posed for me in poses that would have made any guy have an immediate… well, never mind.

I guess I'll probably see you at the Burrow during luncheon on Sunday, which I guess is tomorrow. I dunno really. So until then, keep smiling, read a little more and live a little.

Your favorite prankster,

Fred Weasley

Hermione looked down at the bag of money at her feet. Why in the world would he do this for her? She could never accept it. Next to it was a rose, a beautiful white rose. She couldn't believe that he would find a white rose; she looked back down at the note and saw that there was a postscript.

PS- The white rose, is enchanted so that it will never die. And I thought you'd like something special besides the money and the memories. Luvs ya again. Fredrick

Hermione smiled and nearly wanted to snuggle with the rose. She never remembered telling Fred or anyone for that matter that roses were her favorite flower. She sighed and made the paintings smaller before putting them in her bag. She then Apparated away to her flat, and planned to get ready for the Weasley's the next morning.

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K15: I dunno, you've really gotta tell me what you think. It's part of a many one-shots and two-shots. But this one is a brainchild. And it would be really nice if you dropped me a review. I'll update ABCs of Harry Potter if you do. Anyway. Later. K15