1A/N: Wow Skittlehog is updating fast! I have a great new idea for a new fanfic! And my readers will be involved! AND NOT JUST WITH REVIEWING! Anyways... we left off with Fred "leaning in" hmmm. Will there be snogging and romance? Read and find out!

Fred leaned in, closer and closer to her; so close that he could smell the scent of her hair. Angelina peeked out of the corner of her eye, a moving blur of red-hair coming toward her.

'Wait?' Thought Fred. 'Who wants their first kiss with the women they love in a hospital? I mean sure if she's having your baby.'

Fred was right, this wasn't romantic, especially with a sleeping Hufflepuff in the bed next to them, snoring louder than a foghorn. Fred had to be romantic, woo her and such.

'But if I'm too romantic, she may expect it all the time.' Thought Fred.

Fred's thinking was interrupted by Angelina.

"Er..." was her response.

"Oh. You have something in your hair."

"Oh." She said. "Then why are your eyes closed?"

"Well if you squint your eyes a bit, it resembles Professor Snape getting the stuff blown out of him."

"Oh." She said, pawing at her hair. "Is it gone?"

"Yeah."

This was twice that Fred had thought about kissing her. Twice which he didn't succeed. Angelina was beginning to think he would never kiss her.

'Why do I care? I don't like him.' She thought. Yes you do! Said a small voice in the back of her head. 'Fine! I do! So what? The stupid git won't even kiss me!'

Fred sat thinking. Flowers and chocolate frogs were so overrated. He couldn't buy her a puppy, and no jewelry because he had no idea where or what to buy, considering he needed a girl to go with him and with the amount of money he had, it would probably turn her wrist or finger green.

'Maybe a poem.' Though Fred. 'No, I'm no Cyrano. But it would mean more than flowers or candy.'

So it was decided, well almost, he still had to make all the plans necessary. And this, would probably take another day. So he figured he could do everything while Angelina was asleep. He could use the room of requirement, ask the girls for everything he needed, now all he needed was for Angelina to fall asleep. He glanced at his watch.

Angelina sat with her arms folded. 'That stupid git! Just kiss me! Boys are so dense sometimes!'

"I'm going to bed, maybe you should to, recover from your incident."

"Great idea! Said Fred, quickly pulling of his shoes and other garment and putting on his night sleep-wear.

Within an hour Angelina had fallen asleep and Fred grabbed his wand. "Lumos!" With his wand lighted he summoned a quill and some parchment and began to write. He would have to ask the girls, because George and Lee would never let him live it down so he began to write.

Alicia and Katie

This, this is hard for me to say, well you probably already know. I um, well I like Angelina. And twice I've wanted to kiss her but both times didn't seem like the right time. So now I am asking the help of her two best friends. I need you to go to the room of requirement. Walk past three times... blah blah blah... think hard for a room for two, young lovers... scratch that... two young people that really like each other, a moonlit dinner, like the play Cyrano de Bergerac, the balcony and what not. No, I am not going to wear that ridiculous nose! So think hard and please owl me when everything is ready. I am trying to be romantic. Do not laugh at this feeble attempt. I'm new at this! Am I going overboard? Well let me know as soon as you can.

Sincerely, Fred

P.s. Do not tell George and Lee!

He folded up the parchment and summoned an owl, a rather loud owl because it had no idea what on Earth was happening to it. He silenced it and tied the letter to it's leg and sent it off. It wasn't even twenty minutes before the owl came back.

"Well, gossip does travel fast." He said, while untying the owl.

Fredikins!

We knew you've finally crack! We will do all those things first thing tomorrow morning at the crack of dawn! Keep Angelina busy and we'll owl you. Say that the owl is from George and Lee telling you to meet them by the picture that Harry said. You can take it from there! We won't tell George and Lee. Good luck!

Alicia and Katie, future sister-in-laws...sort of.

Fred sat down and wrote a poem, he had to think of something... anything but it had to be good. He decided to start off with something famous then go from there...

Your eyes are like two pools of... 'what's brown' mud that I'd like to jump in then clean off before my mum gets mad... "Terrible!" He threw it aside. Roses are red... violets are blue... hippogriffs are grey... Oh swear not by the moon the big bright moon thingy... Obviously he had no success.

After writing a few more pointless... Listen my children and you will hear the broomstick ride of... Fred Weasley... He decided he should write he exactly how he was feeling...

A few hours later he summoned another owl and told it to send it to Angelina tomorrow morning. He sealed with a kiss but no name and fell asleep promptly after that.

Morning came and Fred and Angelina were both startled by two owls continuously pecking at the window until they let them in. Angelina's landed on her lap gracefully and held out its leg. Fred's, on the other hand, jumped onto his head very a great amount of impact for such a little owl.

Fredikins!

All done, and you'll love it! We added our girlish touch! We told George and Lee that you two were feeling a bit sick and were highly contagious. They wanted to come in and take samples for their snack boxes, so I told them it was a rare disease that caused bold on your bottoms, they winced and ran away holding their behinds. We both agree that you should go at night. Good luck!

The Girls

Fred, put his happily into his pocket and turned to Angelina to tell her George and Lee said to meet them at 6 O'clock tonight, but when he turned he saw her silently crying.

"What's wrong?" He asked, shocked.

"Someone sent me the sweetest thing ever!" She read it aloud, still crying...

Love is...

An emotion a feeling, a thought, a comfort, a hope, a wish, a dream, a light, a door, a desire...So many times I've wished it could just be a word. It would seem as if it would have no meaning, but in reality it would be a lot easier for me to express this word without having so much behind it. With you I feel as if I can do anything, except express to you what my heart knows... It's as if my heart is silently calling out to you, repeating you name, yet nothing comes about. And this feeling, is not just a playful crush, a frantic child running after you, or something else, no, it's a bit like love...

She finished, he had no idea those words would make her cry, but he had to admit, it sounded a lot more beautiful when she read it than we he did.

"That's sweet, wonder who sent it to you... anyway... George and Lee have something for me, so around six, will you come with me over with me to the place?"

"Do I have any other choice?" She said, wiping the remaining tears from her face.

Six o'clock came and they headed for their destination. He stood by the wall.

"Man, I thought they'd be here by now, stupid gits." He paced back and forth three times pulling Angelina along. The door appeared.

"Wow!" Said Angelina, "I wonder where it leads to."

"Well forget George and Lee, let's look inside."

Fred opened the door and the image even took his breathe away. Alicia and Katie had done better than great. The room was moonlit, in a meadow by a lake. The moon glistened in the water and a few swans swam gracefully around. In the center of the room was a small table surrounded by a trellace covered in vines. As they walked, a few floating candles were lit and so were the lights around the rose bushes They walked across the grass in amazement. Fred smiling uncontrollably and Angelina's mouth hanging open.

Angelina turned to Fred who had ceased his goofy smiling. Before she could say anything, Fred took her other hand in his and kissed her softly on the lips.

"Hey!" Laughed George! "This is our room!"

"Yeah!" Said Lee, in a girl's wig."

Alicia and Katie shook their heads and threw Fred an apologetic look. Fred grabbed his wand and the door slammed. He grabbed Angelina and held her in his arms and kissed her more passionately than ever. Everything he ever wanted to say to her she felt in that kiss. And as Fred caressed her face they both didn't notice that their hands weren't stuck together... all they knew at that moment... was that this was so much more than a bit like love...

A/N: And so ends my tale of Fred and Angelina... I hope everyone loved it as much as you all say you say you do. Thanks for reviewing! I have enjoyed writing this and do not fret, I am going to start writing another one so please look for it in my list. You guys are great! Oh, and in my next one I'm going to need some of your help, you will all see why... thanks again! Fred and Angelina forever!