the little spoon
Pairing: Fred Weasley/Hermione Granger
Length: 165 words
Prompt: Bed Sharing (Six Sentence Tropes)
Hermione woke up the next morning with her arms still around Fred. Her face was buried in his t-shirt. His scent was all around her, mingling with her own.
The sun was streaming down through the parted curtains, and she could see the freshly fallen snow outside. She decided to get up to close the curtains, though. In the matter of a few minutes, the glare of the sun on the snow would be blinding.
But just as she started to roll over, Fred grasped at her arm. “Just five more minutes, Granger…”
She couldn’t tell if he was fully awake or not. His voice was clear and ungroggy sounding. But he hadn’t made a single peep for the entire time she’d been awake. And if she knew anything about Fred, it was that it was physically impossible for him to be quiet if he wasn’t asleep.
But there was no harm in waiting a few minutes, she supposed, settling back into her former position.