Currents- Fred Weasley

The sunset in the horizon reflected off Cordelia's sharp features. The pair watched the horizon mix into an impossible yellow, warm colour's joining one another to signal that the day was coming to an end. Cordelia's head was rested against Fred's shoulder, his pale skin was littered with freckles and small cuts, a healing bruise underneath his left eye, his handsome face had a small smile on it. The trees swayed in the distance, behind the pair was his childhood home, they could faintly hear people's voices and laughter, the air smelled of dinner that was being prepared. It was calm and for the first time they felt safe.
"You're the sunset, you remind me of it, all of the warm colours." Fred said quietly, staring into Cordelia's honey eyes, tiny freckles lay across the bridge of her nose,
"I could never find a colour to describe you, Fred." Cordelia said quietly, she sat across his legs that were crisscrossed, his arms behind him. She just was so perfect.
"I couldn't love you anymore darling." he whispered against her plump lips, he kissed her slowly and sweetly.
"I love you, you're my sky, Fred Weasley." she said quietly, arms wrapped around his neck. Kissing her again, before they were interrupted by Ginny's voice, calling them for dinner.