Harry's always loved babysitting Teddy when Remus and Tonks decided they needed a night together, but he'd be lying if he said it didn't become more appealing when they started double date nights once a month with Bill and Fleur. Which still sounds more unselfish than it really is, because double date nights with the Weasleys means Victoire needs a sitter, which is almost always Ginny after the George and Percy co-babysitting fiasco at Christmas.
Originally, this meant increased texting traffic between the two of them, sending silly pictures of their charges and occasional advice. Until Teddy saw a picture of Victoire and practically demanded joint evenings. And Harry wasn't about to argue with the concept of more Ginny time, since he was even more hopelessly infatuated than Teddy.
So when the two couples asked if Harry and Ginny could watch the kids for an entire weekend, Harry had to bite back on the urge to thank them and retain some of his dignity, since Ginny was smirking at his initial expression of excitement.
Overall, Teddy and Victoire kept each other busy enough, only needing occasional refereeing or snacks - mostly the latter. But they did enjoy a good game of make believe, varying from Harry being cast as a dragon, or Ginny as a fairy princess, to this particular evening, where they wanted something a bit more realistic.
"We should go on a date, like mum n' dad," Teddy suggests over a slice of home made pizza, where the pepperoni had been shaped into a large smiling face.
Ginny raises her brows at Harry from across the table, waiting for Victoire to squeal - though whether from delight or disgust was indeterminate - her response. In the end, it is delight, and after dinner they disappear into Remus and Tonks' living room to 'set the mood' while Harry and Ginny take to opposite ends of the kitchen, Harry carefully working flour from the counter-top while Ginny rinses dishes and bowls and dunks them in the foamy water, scrubbing with practiced strokes.
After finishing his half of the kitchen, Harry grabs a dish towel and begins wiping down the dishes stacked on the rack, earning a hip check from Ginny as she grins at him, stray bubbles caught on her lashes and nose. Leaning closer, he swipes over the suds gently before letting his hand fall to his side, though neither pulls away.
Until Teddy comes trotting in, "We're ready," he pauses, "Can we use real biscuits?"
Coughing to recover himself, Harry presses his backside to the counter and nods, "Sure, mate. Be right in."
Ginny smirks at him as she pulls a couple of packets from the pantry, "I suppose we're the wait staff?"
"I believe I'm the maitre d'," Harry replies loftily, throwing the tea towel over his shoulder and settling his hand at the small of Ginny's back so his fingertips just brush her spine - and he might imagine it, but she almost seems to shiver pleasantly at his touch.
When they arrive in the den, Teddy and Victoire are hovering around the tiny table, where four chairs are tucked. Ginny apparently doesn't see where this is likely going, so she sets a few biscuits on each plastic plate and grins at the duo, "Are Mr. and Mrs. Bunny coming?"
Teddy drags one chair out and gestures for Victoire to sit in an imitation of Remus' ever present chivalry, before settling down himself. Victoire takes her seat and smiles, "I think it would be Potter, right?"
"Mum says a lady can keep her name though, so she could still be Weasley," Teddy reasons and Ginny chokes on air, dragging out her own chair.
She's almost plopped into the little wooden seat when Victoire shouts, "No. Harry's gotta."
Finally regaining himself, Harry takes the two strides necessary to join the trio and sits in his own chair, "Gin likes to pull out her own, yeah?"
Flushing, likely at the idea that Harry knows anything about her preferences for such things, Ginny nods and takes a steadying breath, indicative of nerves Harry would laugh about if he wasn't equally as nervous to be on a fake double date with his six-year-old godson.
Still, things do settle into an easiness that he always feels around Ginny, teasing their charges and playing along where appropriate as they each crunch on chocolate drizzled shortbread and sip faux tea.
All's well then, until Victoire pushes away from the table somewhat clumsily, almost upending their crumbly meal, and asserts primly, "I must powder my nose."
Which Ginny rightly assumes the young Weasley will soon be in need of some assistance in the loo. But she plays along nonetheless, murmuring the same and making to rise from the squat table when Teddy gasps, "Dad always kisses mum when she leaves the table. We gotta do it too."
Victoire flushes for a moment but presents her smooth cheek for Teddy's chaste peck, before both turn to Harry and Ginny expectantly. In their resulting mutual flustering, Harry and Ginny both assume they must be the one to kiss the other and end up accidentally forgoing the peck to the cheek for a full on press of lips to lips.
Which would be embarrassing enough, but Harry sighs and knits his hand into her hair before he remembers this is not a date. He pulls back no more than a breath before Ginny grabs the front of his t-shirt and nips at his bottom lip, her free hand stroking up his arm and squeezing his shoulder.
Luckily, they regain themselves - and some sanity - after only a few moments and Teddy and Victoire are characteristically impatient and short in attention span, so have moved on to playing some variation of slaps.
Sitting back, Ginny's hands come to her blushing cheeks, "Bloody - I'm sorry - "
"Go out with me, Gin?"
Before she can answer, Teddy lets out a wailing cry because a certain little french woman 'slaps too hard' and Ginny is already kneeling between the two, now both crying, when she grins, "Yeah, but maybe no more double dates for a bit?"