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[fred6weasley]

At seven o'clock, Fred was waiting at the entrance to the Quidditch pitch, his old broom in hand. It had been awhile since he'd been out flying - and an even longer while since he'd been on any kind of a date.

Which is maybe a little kinda what this was.
Maybe.

Smiling, he leaned against the wall, waiting for Cho.

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[butterfly_chang]

Cho didn't know why she had taken the time to fix her hair. After all, she was only meeting up with a fellow Quidditch mate to do some flying. Right?

However, before they went flying she had a little bit of revenge to get. After eating one of the cookies the twins had sent her for Christmas her fingernails had turned black. It was begining to fade away, but they were still slightly grey.

"Before we go flying I have something I need to share with you," she said walking up so that they were very close.

[fred6weasley]

He didn't move from his position against the wall, but acknowledged he'd heard her by raising his eyebrow. "Oh?" Fred asked, his eyes grazing over her body briefly.

[butterfly_chang]

"Yeah," she said moving her hand from behind her back and placing it and the handful of snow square on his cheek.

"That's for the trick goodies you and George sent to everyone over Christmas. Make sure you share the sentiment with George."

She then stepped back and held her broom to the side and waited for his reaction.

[fred6weasley]

A smirk grew on his face. "Aw, Cho!" Fred cried out. "That's brill. Really glad you liked it."

She was the only feedback he'd received and, damn, it was such a good prank.

Wiping at the snow, he nodded. "Sooo, you ready to get your fly on?"