Hi everyone, firstly if you've come here because you've read my fanfic "That One Time" Thank you so so much for the comments, I did consider continuing it but I couldn't think of where else it could go. As a one-shot I like it. I hope you understand! I've been listening to a lot of Def Leppard recently and they have a song called Move With Me Slowly. For some reason my brain linked it with this idea. So here it is!
I hope you enjoy it, please let me know what you think. :) All reviews are appreciated.

Disclaimer - I own nothing
I've put this as a "M" rating, simply because if I think I've got a second scene in me I might continue it, in which case more sexy/lemon/smutty stuff might commence.

Every year Hogwarts hosted a ball to celebrate the triumphs of the year. Of course with everything that was going on in the wizarding world, the students and the professors needed something to look forward to now more than ever. And although this had been all that Ginny could talk about for the last month, Hermione had a different opinion. With Ron going with Lavender she was left to be the third wheel for Ginny and Harry, not the best incentive in the world to dress up and dance. Having a date of some sort would have been preferable. Even a date with Malfoy... Well... Maybe that was pushing it, but for the purpose of making a point it would do.

"Hermione you look wonderful" Ginny beamed, clasping her together with glee.

"Thanks..." Hermione whispered Staring at herself in the mirror she was wearing a red halterneck dress, it was short but elegant "I don't know Gin..." She sighed and walked away from the mirror "Is this not a little too much? I don't have a date or anything...Who am I trying to impress?"

"Ron's going to be there"

"With Lavender..."

"Still!" Ginny smiled, passing Hermione a pair of black heels "You can make him jealous" She smirked, slipping her own feet into a pair of silver flats. The black long dress that Ginny was wearing was simply outstanding.

"Sure" She stated unconvincingly smiling over at her friend "You look great Gin, Harry's a lucky guy." She smiled softly "Right.. Lets get this over and done with" she muttered quietly taking the heels from Ginny and slipping them on her feet "Lets go."

The great hall had been decorated with all the different house colours. Candles floated all around and a stage had been set up at the front. It gave the girls an excuse to dress up, and the boys... Well the boys got to be boys. The ball had already started when Hermione, Ginny and Harry walked in, out of respect for Hermione they had agreed that they wouldn't go with Ron and Lavender. Hermione glanced over at her two friends, who were clearly lost in each other. She rolled her eyes.

"I'm gonna go grab a drink" She forced a smile on her lips, leaving them before they had a chance to respond.

Harry watched Hermione leave with a concerned look spreading across his face. "Is she okay?"

"I think this Ron thing is getting to her more than she wants to admit" Ginny explained her voice laced with concern for her friend "It's got to be difficult for her"

"I wouldn't worry to much Gin," Harry smiled, reaching up to cup her chin, he lent down a placed a small kiss upon her lips "She'll be fine" He smiled and took her hand "Now... Will you dance with me?"

Ginny grinned Leading him onto the dance floor "Come on then"

Hermione's back was pressed against the stone wall at the back of the great hall, a glass of punch in her hand she smiled as her eyes met Ginny and Harry dancing, she should have tried harder really not to be a buzzkill, but it was hard not to when her emotions were taking over the logical side of her brain, unfortunately there was no real book on how to deal with love and heartbreak.

"Granger?"

That voice dragged her back to reality and she smiled at the twin in front of her, her eyes glancing over to the "G" that was sewn into the pocket of his shirt "Hi George"

"It's Fred...Me and George swapped shirts..." He grinned and she chuckled lightly, rolling her eyes.

"Why?"

"Why not?" he laughed, for the first time his eyes gazed over her outfit "You look great... Where's Ron?"

Hermione's smiled disappeared at the mention of his name "He...Err...We decided it was better for our friendship if we didn't go together?" She replied weakly.

"Oh..." Fred frowned and stared at her "Well...Do you want to dance?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly "I mean...You've made an effort to make yourself look less like you've gone three rounds with the Whomping Willow, it wouldn't be worth it if you didn't at least have one dance with the most handsome guy in school" He grinned

"Oh really... I don't see him..." She teased, a small smirk creeping onto her lips.

Fred mocked being stabbed in the heart "Your words are like daggers sometimes Granger" he laughed "So how about that dance?

She shook her head and dropped her gaze to the floor "Why don't you go find someone else?"

"Because I don't want anyone else." He said sincerely taking her hand in a firm but not threatening grip "And I'm not taking no for an answer" he grinned and without letting her protest further, dragged her onto the dance floor.

Once on the dance floor Fred gently placed her hands on her waist, nervously Hermione rested her hands gently on his shoulders.

"Nervous Granger?" He smirked

"I'm just not a good dancer" She admitted

"Well you're lucky that the man leads." He stated as he moved his left foot forward. "Just move with me"

They didn't speak for a while, only a couple of awkward chuckles and apologies when Hermione stepped on Fred's feet or tripped over her own. they swayed together for a few songs and it was as if she was dancing her problems away. She had forgotten all of her gripes with Ron and was actually enjoying herself.

"Did you not have a date tonight?" Hermione asked

Fred smiled softly, "Can you keep a secret?"

"Always"

"There's this girl that George likes, he made a bit of an arse of himself trying to ask her out. Well, you know how much we like our pranks. Anyway so after the prank went tits up, I asked her out"

"Bit harsh Fred," She frowned and dropped her arms from his neck, in return he tightened his grip

"No! I didn't ask her out to get back at him, I asked her out so he could pretend to be me... So they could have a first date without the embarrassment of his first failed attempt"

"Ah, that explains the shirt then" Her eyes averted back over to the 'G' on display on Fred's shirt "I guess that's rather a nice thing to do, although won't she be annoyed when she finds out you two lied to her?"

"Hopefully not...Although It has crossed my mind" He admitted

Hermione looked up to Fred and smiled, slowly wrapping her arms back around him "You're always full of surprises aren't you?"

"I'd hardly call helping my brother a surprise."

"True, but vocalising your care is. I doubt you've even voiced your concerns to George."

"And risk him thinking I was a soft git? Never!" He laughed "I have a reputation to uphold after all."

"Ah yes, that reputation of yours. Are you sure it's not getting tarnished by dancing with me?" She smirked

"Of course not, I promised myself I would only dance with the prettiest girl at the ball." He moved his lips to her ear, his breathing sending a tingle down her spine "Even if she is a pretty shit dancer"

She pulled her face away from his ear and chuckled, a light blush had swept across her face. He smiled and lightly pressed his forehead against hers. The small gap between their bodies closed. Hermione's breath quickened slightly "Fred..." She started but he stopped her, pressing a finger against her lips

"You think too much" He murmured, removing the finger from her lips and replacing it with his mouth.

The kiss was gently, his hands moved down to her hips and pulled her too him, his fingers felt like they were burning through her clothes and onto her skin. It took her a while to register exactly what he was doing, but her body hand a mind of it's own, a hand knotted into his hair and the kiss was return with more urgency. Right now it was as if Ron didn't exist. All that mattered was herself, Fred and the feeling he was causing inside of her. He nipped her bottom lip and she gasped, taking advantage of the situation he slid his tongue into her mouth and caressed hers. She let out a small whimper, that sent a kaleidoscope of butterflies soaring through his body.

After what seemed a mixture of a lifetime but still not quite long enough. Although they had been snogging in the middle of the dance floor, nobody had seemed to have noticed.

"Errm..." Hermione bit gently on her lip, that was swollen from the kiss "That was...It was nice."

"You don't sound convinced." He smiled awkwardly

"It was nice...It's just"

"You're in love with my brother."

"Well..."

"OH THERE YOU ARE!" Ginny appeared out of nowhere, bouncing along with Harry next to her "We've been looking for you!" She exclaimed "I felt bad for losing you earlier so Harry is going to go play Wizards Chess with Neville"

"They have Wizards Chess at a ball?" Hermione frowned

"The boys were getting a bit restless... Dancing isn't really their scene"

Fred snorted and Hermione glared at him

"Anyway" Ginny started "I thought me and you could go enjoy the music and have a few drinks? You need your mind taken off boys all together... Plus I kinda dragged you here and I've neglected you so I'm not really taking no for an answer."

"Err, Yeah okay." She turned to Fred "Thank you for keeping me company Fred" She smiled, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him into a hug "Until next time." She whispered in his ear and he nodded

"Until next time."