When Hermione took her hand, Fred felt her stomach do a flip. The feeling of the other woman's hand in hers felt nice and she grinned. After walking out of the hotel, Fred shifted her hand so she could intertwine her fingers with Hermione's. Glancing over at her, Fred knew she was really starting to like her and had to fight off the urge to stop on the sidewalk and kiss her
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Hermione smiled when she felt Fred adjust her hand in hers so their fingers laced together. It felt nice after having not had this kind of connection with someone in so long. Although she didn't think she had ever had this kind of connection with anyone. It felt nice...because it was Fred
( ... )
Fred had a million questions she wanted to ask Hermione but decided to save them for another time. Instead, she kept her hand on Hermione's back as they watched the girl make their sandwiches. When she was finished, Fred paid for them and took the bag from the counter. She then took Hermione's hand and smiled
( ... )
Hermione nodded at Fred's suggestion of the park - it sounded perfect, especially since it was such a beautiful day. She loved the idea of sitting somewhere secluded with her, surrounded by trees and nature
( ... )
Fred was glad that Hermione liked the sandwich. It seemed everyone else at the hotel was sick of tacos but now she could introduce the other woman to the goodness of them. When Hermione started to speak though, Fred stopped eating and looked at her, waiting for her to finish her thought
( ... )
Hermione felt the tenseness in her muscles immediately melt away when Fred told her that it was okay that she had kissed her. She had never acted this way before. Never. Even with Viktor, it had been several months before she had agreed to kiss him. With Fred, she wanted to kiss her and hold her and just find out everything there was to know about her.
So when Fred told her the kiss had been too short and leaned back to her to kiss her again, she met her partway, closing her eyes at the feel of her lips. It was so nice, so soft, so wonderful. She had never pictured herself kissing another woman. In fact, she really never pictured herself kissing anyone. But now she could definitely see herself kissing Fred. Over and over and over again
( ... )
If Fred had her way Hermione and her would spend the rest of the day kissing, but Hermione was right and they needed to get some more research done. "As anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" Fred asked as she looked at the other woman. "You have the most beautiful eyes and smile and lips." She leaned forward, wanting to kiss the other woman again but stopped. "Research. We must research."
Fred removed her hand from Hermione's face and reached down to pick up her sub. "Ick," she muttered when she saw a large beetle crawling toward it. She flicked it away with the sub and sighed. "I hate those things. They're the same bugs that we saw down in Sahjhan's lair. Pretty gross." She picked up her sub and placed it back in the bag before looking at Hermione again.
"That's where Justine put him in at the urn at," she explained as she stood and wiped the grass off her jeans. "We followed him there after he opened the portal that Holtz jumped through." Fred looked down at Hermione and held out a hand to help her up.
Hermione felt herself blushing at Fred's compliment - it made her want to pull her back to her and kiss her again, but she refrained since they really did have to get back to the hotel and finish their research. If Connor really was in a dimension where time moved at a different rate, every moment could turn out to be crucial.
She was picking up her own sandwich to rewrap it and take back to the hotel with her when Fred made the comment about the bug on hers being the same as in the lair of the demon that had sent Connor and the man who had kidnapped him to Quortoth. She furrowed her brow at this, thinking for a moment as Fred reached down to help her up.
"Fred, do you know where this lair is?" she asked. "I mean, would either you or Wesley be able to find it again? Because if that was where he lived, and Justine surprised him when she put him in the urn, then if he had anything there, he probably left it behind. And if he stole the scroll that was found describing how to get there, it might still be there."
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So when Fred told her the kiss had been too short and leaned back to her to kiss her again, she met her partway, closing her eyes at the feel of her lips. It was so nice, so soft, so wonderful. She had never pictured herself kissing another woman. In fact, she really never pictured herself kissing anyone. But now she could definitely see herself kissing Fred. Over and over and over again ( ... )
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Fred removed her hand from Hermione's face and reached down to pick up her sub. "Ick," she muttered when she saw a large beetle crawling toward it. She flicked it away with the sub and sighed. "I hate those things. They're the same bugs that we saw down in Sahjhan's lair. Pretty gross." She picked up her sub and placed it back in the bag before looking at Hermione again.
"That's where Justine put him in at the urn at," she explained as she stood and wiped the grass off her jeans. "We followed him there after he opened the portal that Holtz jumped through." Fred looked down at Hermione and held out a hand to help her up.
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She was picking up her own sandwich to rewrap it and take back to the hotel with her when Fred made the comment about the bug on hers being the same as in the lair of the demon that had sent Connor and the man who had kidnapped him to Quortoth. She furrowed her brow at this, thinking for a moment as Fred reached down to help her up.
"Fred, do you know where this lair is?" she asked. "I mean, would either you or Wesley be able to find it again? Because if that was where he lived, and Justine surprised him when she put him in the urn, then if he had anything there, he probably left it behind. And if he stole the scroll that was found describing how to get there, it might still be there."
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