Leo Hemingway:
Normally, Leo was a morning person. He'd be up early, cheerfully heading down to the Common Room to do some extra studying before he went for breakfast. He'd never minded early mornings, to him it meant a quiet hour in the Common Room without any first years to interrupt him when he was studying. Normally it was nearly impossible to get a moment's peace or to even find a spare sofas some days when the Common Room was really crowded. He liked that piece of calmness in a usually chaotic day, it was something that kept him sane and he normally got in a good hour of studying before the other students started to trickle down for breakfast. This morning however, he never wanted to get up. The sunlight was trickling in through the half-closed curtains of the dorms, he could hear the birds in the distance and no-one else in the dorm was awake, but none of those things were what made this morning so perfect- it was the warm body curled in his arms.
Leo had snuck Fred into the Dorms last night, they'd passed several enjoyable hours kissing and experimenting, daring each other to see if anyone noticed them wearing the other's shirts. Now, he was still in his uniform with the addition of a Gryffindor shirt that smelled comfortingly familiar and that made him smile every time he saw the red and gold crest. He leaned over, kissing his boyfriend's forehead gently. Time was getting on and soon the other boys would be waking up- it wouldn't go down well if Fred was caught here. "Good morning," He said quietly in his ear. "Sleep well?"
Fred Weasley:
Fred opened his eyes slowly, still sleepy, to find Leo kissing his forehead. He smiled slowly, not quite awake yet, and let himself remember what had happened last night. The whole thing was still new to him, and he was grateful that Leo hadn't pushed him to do anything he wasn't sure of. "Good morning," He heard Leo ask quietly, presumably so as not to wake anyone else up. This was after all the Slytherin dorm, and a Gryffindor's presence would not be taken well. "Sleep well?" Leo asked. He nodded, turning his head to kiss him again. "Surprisingly well actually," He replied honestly. He had thought he'd be nervous about staying in the Slytherin dorms, but it had turned out okay. Better than okay, if he was truthful with himself.
He sat up slowly and smirked as he noticed the crest on Leo's shirt. He pulled on the Slytherin one, noting in passing that it smelled very good. "Okay, now I just have to get out. D'you think anyone will be up?" He used Leo to pull himself up to standing and walked out of the door, then realising that he didn't actually know the way back to the common room. "Uhh... Which way?" He asked, flushing slightly.
Leo Hemingway:
Leo grinned at the sight of a sleepy, half-naked Fred that was currently sprawled over him. This moment? He wanted to save it in his memory forever. His eyes followed Fred as he sat up, tugging on his shirt. "What do you mean, surprisingly well? I thought I should have made a very good pillow." He teased him quietly, sitting up as Fred used him to get up. "I hope no-one's up." He looked around at all of the still-shut bed curtains before throwing back the duvet and padding across to where Fred was. He bit back a quiet laugh. "You don't remember which way you came up, do you?" He rolled his eyes, relaxing against the doorframe for a minute, his eyes on Fred as he grinned at him.
"Come on," He reached out, taking his hand and pushing back one of the tapestries that hid a staircase which lead down to the main Common Room. It seemed to be entirely deserted, thankfully. Leo didn't really want to know what his housemates reaction would be to finding a Gryffindor in their midst let alone one sneaking down from the boys dorms when they had made sure their relationship was widely known by their display in the Great Hall. "The door out is just behind you." He told him quietly, not letting go of his hands, reluctant for him to leave even though he knew time was ticking on. It felt like this was one moment of peace in the eye of a storm and he wanted to hang onto it. Leo leaned in, kissing Fred lightly, one hand tangling in his hair. "I'll see you later, I guess." He told him, still not moving away.
Fred Weasley:
Fred laughed as Leo teased him about his being a pillow. Quietly, of course - other people waking up would be very bad at that particular moment in time. He decided not to voice his worries about staying in the Slytherin dorms. They'd been laid to rest anyway, so it wasn't an issue any more. He smiled slightly as Leo walked over to the door and leant against the frame. He had to suppress some thoughts at that point. He told himself firmly that it was morning and he was in the Slytherin dorm. Leo grabbed his hand and lead him down a staircase that was hidden by a tapestry, of all things. "I totally knew that," he insisted as they walked into the thankfully empty room.
"The door out is just behind you." Leo said quietly, though neither of them moved. Leo kissed him gently and Fred had to remind himself, yet again, that now was not the time, or the place. "Yeah, I guess." He replied, though he still didn't move, and Leo didn't either. He kissed him again, more forcefully this time. He pulled back regretfully, knowing that he really did have to go, though Jamie's reaction to his getting back in the morning would be hilarious. He decided that it was an idea to be pursued another time. "I really should go, shouldn't I?" He asked, still lingering just inside the door.
Leo Hemingeay:
Leo couldn't help but smirk at Fred's gaze on him as he leaned against the doorframe, knowing exactly what he was thinking and agreeing very strongly with those thoughts. He's a Gryffindor, he reminded himself mentally. There would be hell if he was caught here. Especially since he was a prefect! Reminding himself of that was getting harder and harder around Fred especially when all he wanted to do was drag him back upstairs and curl up with him- and enforce a no-shirts rule. "Course you did." He muttered, still grinning as Fred kissed him firmly. For a minute he pushed back thoughts of anyone else catching them and just focused on the others.
Fred pulled away, Leo missed the warmth of him immediately. "I really should go, shouldn't I?" He asked, lingering just inside the door. It was clear he wanted to go about as much as Leo wanted him to leave. "Stay." He reached out, taking his hand, a new more appealing idea occurring to him, "-we can go back to bed and wait until everyone else has gone down to breakfast then you can go. They all go down really early, I can just say I slept in." He knew it was stupid arguing: Fred really had to go but he wanted to keep him here as long as possible. Leo closed the distance between them, trailing kisses from his mouth down his neck, "Please?"
