A/N:I don't know about you guys but I definitely needed something really happy and beautiful to come after that last one. It's kind of a weird juxtaposition but I actually like how these two work together. Let me know if you agree.

Thank you to everyone who has read the story, especially monkeyface52 and an anonymous reader who have been kind enough to review. Your words of encouragement and appreciation have had me smiling nonstop. (And to too lazy to log in :), please send me your PenName so I can be sure to thank you properly!)

I'm watching my cousin's kids today, which means I'm hanging out on the couch watching them run around and play Rock Band, so hopefully I'll be able to get at least one or two more chapters up by tonight.

Enjoy (and pleeeaaase review)!!

Angelina, Fred, George, and Pig are all property of JKR.

Perfection

A very loud laugh - the kind that makes every person in a crowded room look around for its source - rang out in the snowy night. Luckily for Angelina, the Weird Sisters were playing at least loudly enough to camouflage the sounds of her mirth even as she and Fred, who were both either very daring or very drunk, braved the ice-encrusted grounds in their dress robes.

"Shhh!" Fred laughed. "McGonagall will put me and George in detention until next term if she finds out we put Ogden's in the punch. And I'd hate to be the one to break this to you, but your laugh is a bit of a giveaway."

Angelina punched him in the arm. "Where is George anyway?"

"Off dancing with Pigwidgeon, I expect," he answered automatically, which only made Angelina return to her fit of laughter. "Yeah, so it's a good thing we're out here, or else we might have to endure the sight of them snogging all night."

Angelina laughed more loudly still before lacing her fingers in his, sobering the mood slightly. "Tonight has been amazing," she said dreamily.

"Yeah," Fred agreed. He watched her as she seemed to watch the ground sparkle brightly before dying in shadows with each crunching step. Everything about the night had been perfect, from Angelina's raspberry colored dress and the way she'd worn her hair, to getting absolutely sloshed and dancing so wildly that couples nearby feared for their safety. He couldn't imagine having a better time with anyone else.

"You know," Angelina said, "I was actually a little nervous about how this might go, coming to the ball with you instead of a proper date."

Fred slackened his grip on Angelina's hand, a likely result of the sinking feeling in his chest. "What do you mean, 'a proper date'?" he asked, trying not to sound as hurt as he felt.

"I just mean that…" she paused, struggling to find the right words, "well a ball should be sort of romantic, shouldn't it? And you and George are like brothers to me. And then when you asked me the way that you did – I don't mind, of course – but Alicia said that I shouldn't get–"

Fred stopped her lips with his own, forcing her to step back as he kissed her hard and with more passion than he had previously known to be possible. He placed a hand behind her as she kissed him back, pulling her body into his as tongues collided with tongue and lips and teeth. Clouds of condensation formed with their erratic breaths in the wintry air and Angelina's fingers found Fred's jaw, slowing him until his mouth's movements matched hers.

It was impossible to tell how much time had passed before they finally pulled away from one another; their faces remained only inches apart as their eyes opened and met.

"Wow," she breathed.

Fred grinned, feeling slightly dizzy. "Yeah," he whispered. Definitely perfection.

AAAAHHH!!

I just had to write Fred and Angelina's first kiss. The way I picture it, he was insanely passionate (read: insanely sloppy) about it, which was, in a way, kind of adorable to Angelina, who quickly showed him the ropes.

Girls and guys just go about snogging in their own very different ways, I suppose.

And don't worry; we'll find out how George spent the evening of the Yule Ball eventually too. It's bad enough that JKR left him out of the chapter, and now I've gone and done it too. His time will come, though – and I can assure you he most definitely wasn't snogging Pigwidgeon. Sorry, Fred.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this moment as much as our young couple did...and more reviews would really make my day.

dd.