Just felt like writing some more :)
Fred had been careful to check they they were alone before kissing her. It had been a blissful couple of minutes of uninterrupted heaven.
Her body pushed up against his own, his arm around her back, her lips on his.
She had pulled away and smiled down at him, so pure.
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" He squeezed her slightly against him as he teased her.
"No, it wasn't." She rested her hand on the front of his t-shirt. "But-"
"Uh-Uh-Uh." He interrupted, "Do what makes you happy, don't let overthinking ruin it."
"In that case," She said, leaning down so that their noses touched, "Do you want to go for a swim?"
"Yeah sure," Fred laughed, "Lead the way."
Hermione stood up and stretched, giving him a quick glimpse of her pants. He grinned.
"Careful, you're going to distract me."
"You're a big boy Fred, keep it in your pants." She tutted.
"You got that right." Said Fred rudely.
"Real classy."
They spotted Harry and Ginny coming out of The Burrow and Hermione waved them over.
"We're going swimming!" called Hermione, "Do you want to come?"
Harry and Ginny quickly joined them.
"I bet I can guess who's idea this was." Said Ginny, rolling her eyes.
"Bet you can't." Replied Fred, winking at Hermione conspicuously. Ginny raised her eyebrows but said nothing.
"Where is there to swim around here?" Asked Harry.
"The river, it gets quite wide about a mile downstream. I take it you're coming then?" Fred was enjoying the spontaneity of Hermione's suggestion.
"Of course, it's boiling today... Me and Harry were going to take a shower anyway but I haven't been down to the river for some time.."
Hermione giggled at Fred's facial expression at the idea of Ginny in the shower with her boyfriend.
"Could you not?" He said, wincing.
"Oh come on." Ginny rolled her eyes again, elbowing Fred.
"Yeah but, no offence mate-" Fred said quickly to Harry.
"None taken." Harry replied, Hermione wasn't sure if he was even listening.
"but, you are my sister and it's not even like you guys are subtle."
"Said the guy snogging on the lawn." Hermione blushed and Harry shot her a lightly surprised look.
"Ugh, you're impossible." Fred said, exasperated.
"You mean I'm right." She smirked, satisfied.
They all stood at the bank of the river.
The clear water moved slowly, partially covered by a few wispy beech trees.
"Who wants to go first?" Asked Fred.
"Well, seeing as you got Hermione all wet the other day-" There was a loud splash as Ginny toppled into the water, her sassy comment interrupted by Fred giving her a firm shove.
"Fuck!" She shouted up at him, "It's freezing!"
"OOPS." He shouted back at her, before turning around to face Harry and Hermione. "Who's next?"
Harry and Hermione shared a glance before they both simultaneously gave Fred a firm shove into the beautiful, icy waters.
He came up laughing and turned around quickly to splash his cackling sister.
Harry and Hermione stood on the bank of the river and hooted at the squabbling siblings, before making their gradual decent into the water.
"So, you guys are..." Harry indicated to Fred.
"No, well yes. Yes and no." Harry nodded at her answer.
"Sounds complicated." He said calmly. Hermione watched the drenched Weasleys continue to splash each other enthusiastically.
"Well... you know what I'm like..." She said a little vaguely. "I can't let things be simple."
"Yeah, don't worry... Me and Ginny will manage it you know. The long distance thing... If you really like someone it's not so hard."
"It's different for you, you've been together since before the war... Me and Fred..." She bit her lip as she continued to think herself into a hole.
"I know. But you deserve to take what makes you happy. It's like Luna says, 'worrying just means you suffer twice'."
Hermione was about to worry at him some more but was interrupted by a large surge of water slapping her in the side of the face.
Fred grinned at her, pleased he got her attention.
"Right." She said ferociously, turning to face him. "You asked for it."
Much splashing and spluttering later, Hermione and Fred sat drenched on the bank of the river. Harry and Ginny had drifted further downstream and Hermione suspected they were making up for lost alone time in the shower.
Fred had taken off his shirt and spread it out to dry on the grass. His bare chest was tanned from so much time in the sun that summer and Hermione admired his lean, broard-shouldered body.
Fred was doing his best to remain calm at the sight of Hermione in her clinging soaked t-shirt and long dark hair. They could have easily dried their clothes with their wands but somehow neither of them could be bothered.
"Summer romance." Sighed Fred happily, laying his head on Hermione's stomach, eyes closed.
"Maybe that's what this is... a summer romance." Hermione said thoughtfully, "We both care about each other but at the end of the summer we have to head our separate ways." She stroked his head, shifting the long strands of red hair out of his brown eyes.
"Summer romance." Said Fred, looking up into her bright hazel eyes. Such understanding eyes, so bright with thought and creativity that it made him feel more alive just gazing into them. He didn't want this summer to end, not ever.
"We can't tell Ron." She said after a while. He thought about this for a minute before replying.
"It's up to you," He said finally, "Whatever you want."
Fred wasn't sure how his younger brother felt about Hermione. For a long time, Fred had been sure they would become a couple but it had never happened.
He knew that Ron would want to know but right now, Hermione was his priority. Whatever made her feel most comfortable. Ron had previously had plenty of time to talk to Hermione about his feelings for her, he had even dated Lavender.
Fred had dated other witches, sure, even felt very strongly about a few. But it was clear to him that Hermione's feelings for Ron were purely platonic and as far as he was concerned, it was up to her, not Ron. You can't call dibs on a person.
Hermione jumped as the sound of someone crashing through the trees alerted her to their new company.
"Shit!" Came Percy's muffled voice, followed by Ron's laughter.