The Game of Life Challenge / Prompt - honeymoon.
Week 3 of the Ship Til You Drop Competition - Louis/Fred II
"Fr-Freddie, where are we?" Louis Weasley frowned, struggling to remove the clamped hands over his eyes. Fred said something about their honeymoon and candy, and Louis had no idea what kind of mischief he had in store. Just last night, Fred insisted that they 'get married' by the Owlery, with a squealing Dominique Weasley, who was the only person who knew about them, as their priestess.
The path they're walking on gave chills on his skin from the cold and the nervousness. The only thing that comforted him through the journey was Fred's warm, loving hands over his eyelids. "I'll assist you up a ladder, but be sure to cover your head with a hand because you might bump it on the trapdoor." Trapdoor? What Trapdoor? Soon enough, Louis did hit his head with the trapdoor. "Owww." he groaned, clutching hard on the ladder. He heard a soft chuckle beneath him and felt the trapdoor disappear. "I told you to be careful." Then, the smell of sweet candy wafted through the air. "Since there's a 'Honey' in Honeydukes and another 'Honey' in Honeymoon, and you're my Honey... Welcome to our honeymoon, love." Fred said, taking his hands off of his eyes as soon as they were both in the room.
They were in the storage room of Honeydukes, which had more candy than the ones displayed outside. Louis turned to Fred and squealed, wrapping his arms around his lover's neck, attacking him with kisses. "You're the best husband ever! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Fred threw his head back and laughed merrily, the joy on seeing Louis overwhelmed overcoming him. "Anything for you, my Louis."