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"Ready, Set, Go!"
A Fred / Angelina one-shot.
Inspired by "Ready, Set, Go!" by Tokio Hotel.
Story by Rachel.
(dancingxinxthexrain)

Angelina woke up with a start, the smell of smoke filling her nostrils. She looked around, desperately seeking someone she knew, but all she saw was darkness.

"Angelina!" She turned around, looking for someone familiar, someone who had called her name.

"Angie!" He knelt beside her, feeling her face with his fingertips. "Your parents have been looking everywhere for you, Ange. Where've you been?"

She shook her head. "I... I don't know," she choked out. "I woke up... here."

A deafening BANG! Went off behind them. "C'mon, Ange, we've gotta go," Fred said, helping her to her feet. "D'you think you can run?"

Angelina stared at him, fear in her eyes. "Fred... What's going on?"

"Death Eaters," he stated grimly.

Angelina almost smiled. It was just like Fred to joke in a situation like this.

"Very funny," she said. "Death Eaters? At the World Cup? What's really going on?"

He looked her right in the eyes, speaking slowly and clearly. "I'm not joking, Angie. Now, we've gotta get out of her, right now, because I think they're getting closer by the second."

Angelina swallowed and her eyes watered, partly because of the smoke surrounding them, and partly because she was scared to death.

"Angie, listen to me." Fred spoke sharply, bringing her back to the present. "When I say go, you've got to run with me, run until you can't run any more. Do you understand?"

She nodded numbly.

"Okay." He took a deep breath in. She did the same. "Ready..." Another BANG! Went off, much closer this time. Angelina gripped Fred's arm tightly, her eyes wide with fear. "Set..." He grasped her hand firmly in his. "GO!"

She took off running, faster and faster. She couldn't feel the ground beneath her feet; she felt like she was flying. She was vaguely aware of Fred beside her, his hand still grasping hers. They didn't stop until they reached the trees.

She fell to the ground, gasping. Fred panted beside her.

"Fred?"

"Hmm?"

She put her hand over his, her eyes shining with tears. "Thank you."

"For what?" he asked, glancing down at their hands.

"For saving my life," she stated simply.

Fred's face turned as red as his hair. "It was nothing... I mean, I had to do something, I couldn't just leave you..."

"No, it was something," Angelina said, taking Fred's hand in her own. "And I think it was very brave of you." She turned pink, although whether it was from the smoke that still surrounded them or embarrassment, Fred couldn't tell.

"You... you did?"

"Yes." And then she did something she had never done before: she kissed him on the cheek.

His face hot, Fred stuttered, "We... We sh-should probably be looking for..."

Angelina nodded. Fred stood up and hauled her to her feet. With linked hands, they set off into the forest.