Hermione sat on her bed, it was almost 2 am in the middle of the night. She had no idea why she'd even consider trusting his words. But she had placed her homework with her if someone would wake up and see her awake. She didn't know if she was supposed to be in the dormitory or in the common room. But she had decided that her bed was the best place, she felt a bit silly actually.

It was past two o'clock now and Hermione was getting a bit tired. But the words "please wait" made her stay put, awake. She dived her nose into her book again when she heard something. There was a tap, it sounded oddly familiar, almost like an owl. But her school-owl was inside its cage, she was sure! Hermione jumped off her bed and tied her blanket around herself, making her a bit warmer. She headed towards the window and opened it and it was nothing there, just darkness.

"ARH!" Hermione yelped as she was knocked down on the floor. "FRED! Wha- What are you doing in here?" She continued when she saw her attacker's face.

"Hush 'Mione." Fred whispered. "Don't wake the others; I'm going to take you on a flight."

"Oh, no you will not." Hermione said and crossed her arms.

"You're cute when you're sulking."

"I am no such thing, and I am not going to fly with you." Hermione still said and grimaced. Hermione looked up and found Fred's eyes. They were sitting on the floor, close to each other as Fred had fallen on top Hermione. Fred smiled, he had forgotten all the words of not knowing whether feelings was right or not. He stroke Hermione on her cheek and she blushed.

Fred had gotten the perfect idea for getting Hermione to fly with him. All he needed was some time without her complaints. He continued to stroke Hermione's cheek and then found his path towards her shoulder and down her arm. Hermione was closing her eyes. Fred found her hand and started playing with her fingers, and finally holding her hand. Fred felt a bit of resistance but held his hand very still; Hermione was still closing her eyes. Fred moved rapidly and grabbed Hermione's both wrists and made her stand up, still holding her in a tight grip. Hermione hardly noticed she stood up until she had a broom between her legs and the equipage was heading outside.

"FRED! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU TRICKED ME LIKE THAT!" Hermione screamed but held herself tightly around Fred to not fall off. "Yo- You stupid little twat! You know I hate flying!"

"Relax, just hold on tightly. I'll be nice." Fred steered the broomstick around Hogwarts, up and down the castle to show every beautiful view Hermione had missed from the ground. Fred steered towards the Whomping Willow but not close enough to be attacked from its branches. Hermione had stopped screaming and was enjoying the summer breeze and beautiful sight.

"It's actually beautiful, you know." Hermione said in Fred's ear.

"I know" was the only response. Instead Fred steered towards the ground and landed perfectly for Hermione to easily climb off. Fred held out his hand to support Hermione as she was getting off, she politely took it and smiled shyly towards Fred.

"You know that wouldn't have worked if it wasn't this beautiful out here, right?" Hermione asked and crossed her arms again. Fred smiled and pushed Hermione towards a big tree. Fred jumped up and grabbed two apples, gave one to Hermione and took a bite of his own. Hermione looked at the apple in disbelief but tasted it, it was actually quite good. Then she waved her wand and a blanket appeared, she placed it under the apple tree and she sat down.

"I'm not going to sit on the grass, or get a cold, because of you dragging me out." Was her explanation and Fred shrugged and sat down as well.

"I'm not sure what to feel, you know" Fred finally said after some minutes of silence.

"Neither am I actually, nor am I sure why you did it. Don't look so offended… I rather meant it as a negative thing about me. I mean, look at me!" Hermione said a bit blue

"I am"

"No time for jokes, Fr-"

"I wasn't joking Hermione! You are a very beautiful woman. Maybe I and George have made some pranks towards you and the boys, but not anymore." Fred closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he embraced himself. "I love the way you wrinkle you nose when you laugh, and the way your hair falls around your head when you're reading. I love that you are the boss with Harry and Ron, it actually reminds me a bit of myself. I'm the bossy one – you know." Fred was still closing his eyes and he couldn't dare opening them.

Hermione sat quiet; she considered the words the man, with the eyes shut, beside her had said. Hermione looked at Fred, he was beautiful – too. He looked scared, and Hermione took his hand. It was warm and made her almost smile. She carefully moved closer to Fred and then released his hand, Fred opened his eyes in surprise and met Hermione's face just inches from each other. They looked in each other's eyes and Hermione leaned forward and placed a soft kiss upon Fred's lips. It was utter silence as their breathe made the air to smoke and they had no idea whether to kiss each other again or just sit and re-enjoy it. Fred stroke Hermione's cheek and kissed her again, this time he deepened it. He separated Hermione's lips and he was utterly enjoying the feeling of her tasteful and soft, warm lips. Fred put his arms around her and dragged her closer, he wasn't letting her go this time. Hermione responded from his touch, she met Fred's tongue and all she felt was sparkles.

Time went past and they laid upon the blanket and gazed the stars. Hermione knew some stories about them, that she eagerly told Fred. Fred smiled at her enthusiasm and was content with the fact that Hermione almost was laying on top of him and she smelled absolutely wonderful.

"Are you even listening?"

"No… I'm smelling your hair and watching your enthusiasm."

"Yo- You're what?"

"Relax, dear. You smell delicious and I adore you." With this said Hermione turned towards Fred and kissed him deeply. It tasted like love.