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Day Four
December Sixteenth

Music streamed through the speakers and into the Common Room, flowing around bodies and burying itself in hazy thoughts and drunken movements. The Gryffindor's last night in Hogwarts that year would be nothing but memorable, especially for one Ron Weasley.

The redhead stood off to the side, a cup of mead warm in his hand as he leaned against the fireplace, the room in front of him spinning ever so slightly. His cheeks were a dull pink from the alcohol, the pit of his stomach heavy and warm, like the cup in his hand.

"Oops!"

Angelina Johnson was stumbling down the steps from her dormitory, and with the last wobbly step, tripped into Ron who caught her in his outstretched arms, his mead sloshing to the floor. He heard a familiar voice mumble a quick spell as the liquid vanished.

"Fred, darling I've been looking for you everywhere!"

"But I'm not…" he began to push her gently away, before another yell of delight erupted from her lips.

"Mistletoe!" she stared up with bright glazed eyes, and with a sudden lust clouding in them, her lips where on his.

He stumbled from her enthusiasm, her tongue already slipping into his warm mouth. She tasted of smoke, smoke and Firewhiskey and…vanilla. He sighed, his hand burying in her silken hair as she moaned, his fingers tightening into a fist as her own hands clutched at the front of his shirt.

She swayed in his arms, panting softly into his mouth as she fought him for dominance, their lips fusing together, crashing in peculiar ways he'd never experienced before, her soft, warm tongue stroking places that'd never been explored.

His head spun.

And then, as abruptly as it had started she pulled away, staring into his eyes with a very odd look upon her flushed face.

"I thought you had brown eyes, Fred," and with a widening of her eyes, she stepped away, "this never happened."

Ron stared dumbfounded as she turned from him, yelling out into the crowd: "I need another Firewhiskey!"

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Author's Note: I seriously don't know where I get this shit! First, I LOVE this new pairing, and plan to use it in IE, for sure. And I really think I like these oneshots, they're really cute, and I think they turn out kinda really good! Lol. This one in particular, is for my Flame, whom I love with all my stoned little heart, and who has an obsession for Angelina, though I can totally see why. Eight Days left, and I'm as dumfounded as you to find out what comes up next! Written to The Black Ghosts, Review!! --Delta