"Gracie! Wake up!" Kira loomed in front of Gracie's face as the latter woke up groggily.

"What are you doing in my bed, Kira?"

"You know, you're not the first person to say that."

"I figured." This made Kira laugh. Gracie quickly covered her mouth.

"Shhh... do you really think Slytherins sleep deeply?"

"No, I assumed they slept with each other." Gracie giggled as Kira led her out of the dormitory.

"Where are we going?"

"To wake everyone else up."

"Why? What are we doing?"

"Having an orgy- UH, I MEAN PARTY, beside the lake."

"...so why does it have to be at midnight?"

"Because it's more magical that way!"

"..you are so weird."

"But you love it!"

"Yes, I do!"

"Who do you want to kidnap tonight, Gracie?"

"I'm thinking a certain redhead will be perfect."

"Now, that wouldn't happen to be a redhead jokester would it?"

"Don't get your panties in a twist. I was thinking of ickleronniekins."

"A certain bushy-haired-girl-like-a-squirrel won't be too happy."

"Do I really care?"

They giggled as they made their way down the dark corridors. Of course she didn't.

Gracie waited impatiently outside the door of Fred and George's bedroom, waiting for Kira to come out with Fred. Only the faint sounds of giggling escaped the dormitory.

"Well, I might as well join her." Gracie strolled down the stairs and into Ron's dorm.

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Kira crept into Fred's dorm. She wasn't quite sure which four poster was his- oh, wait it has to be that middle one. She could see a bunch of his mother's sweaters knitted "Fred" peeping out from underneath his bed. She slowly opened the curtain, and admired his features as the moonlight shone on him. Those soft eyes, those tantalizing lips. Restraining herself only partially, she slid into his bed and under his covers miraculously without waking him up. She slowly stroked his face with her soft fingertips.

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Gracie stole into Ron's room, and quickly spotted his toes peeking out from between his curtains. Leaning over his bed, she quickly stole a kiss.

"Gracie? What are you doing in my bed?"

"I'm not. You're still dreaming."

"Oh, ok." His cute red hair was all over the place.

"Come with me."

"For sex?" Gracie giggled. Who asks girls for sex in a dream?

"Sure, but right now you're coming with me."

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Kira could barely contain herself. After what seemed like forever- but was actually only a few seconds- she straddled Fred and began to passionately kiss him. Sometime between the snogging and the straddling- Fred finally awoke without much complaint.

"Kira?"

"Fred!"

"George!" George moaned loudly from the other four poster.

"Would you kindly move the snogfest somewhere else?" Kira smirked.

"You heard the man."

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Kira led Fred down the stairs, his hands firmly on her hips because he was still "waking up" and rather drowsy. Kira smirked as she saw Gracie on an overstuffed armchair, snogging the hell out of someone.

"Oh, don't wait for me, Gracie."

"Huh?" Gracie lifted her head up to see Fred and Kira with their arms intertwined.

"WHY IS FRED ALWAYS IN MY SEX DREAMS?!" a rather bewildered Ron exclaimed, still slightly under Gracie.

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The foursome laughed as they ran across the lawn, still lightly damp from the afternoon rain. Kira tripped and Fred tumbled on top of her, rolling in the grass. Ron and Gracie spin in circles till they couldn't walk straight and fell in a heap, laughing hysterically.

"Hey Kira! Let's go ice skating!" Fred and Kira ran off towards the lake as Gracie exclaimed-

"But it's not frozen!"

"This is the best dream ever." Ron whispered, his eyes slightly glazed over from lack of sleep. He held Gracie's hand as they watched the stars dance before their eyes. Before they realized it, they had fallen asleep in each other's arms.

"Fred! Wait up!" Kira ran and slipped on the icy lake. Good thing the magical kind of ice couldn't break.

"Catch me if you can!" Fred laughed and fell as well. Kira slid on the ice towards him, succeeding in wetting her robes.

"Caught." Kira laughed as Fred's soft lips danced before her. Before she could steal the moment, he pressed his lips against hers. Passionate, unapologetic, and rather cold snogging replaced their light play. As they had to breathe eventually, Fred broke the kiss. Kira laughed quite randomly.

"Snogging on Ice." She murmured, caught up in her giggles.

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"Are you sure you and Fred can make it back up to bed without our help?" Gracie mused, while twisting her hair attractively.

"I'm pretty sure no one would go to bed if you two can help it." Fred murmured, tickling Kira.

"Besides, we all know now why Ickleronnikins always has Fred in his sex dreams."

Laughter echoed through the Hogwarts corridors.

Author's Note: Fred George.