Give her piggyback rides.

"I'll be out in ten minutes. Please wait for me love," she says while quickly kissing me and running into the locker room for a post-practice speech.

I've just been watching our house Quidditch practice, or more specifically, I've been watching her at our house Quidditch practice. She's a brilliant Chaser.

She finally makes her way back out to where I'm leaning against a tree waiting and collapsed to the ground. I raise an eyebrow at her before sitting down as well.

"Any particular reason we're not heading back to the castle for lunch?"

"I'm sore. My legs hurt too much to walk," she says smiling innocently up at me.

"And I'm assuming you've figured out a brilliant way to get back to the castle, one that includes me?"

"You would assume correctly, sir."

"Let's have it then."

"You'll carry me of course," she says as if it's the simplest thing in the world.

"And if I don't?" I challenge.

"I'll make you." I raise an eyebrow at this and she smiles wider with a mischievous glint in her eyes. All right, I want to know what she's up to.

"Well I don't think my arms are quite up to carrying you right now. I'll come back for you later," I say, turning to leave.

Before I make it ten steps however, I feel her propel herself onto my back, catching me very off guard. I shouldn't have been though, that's something I should have expected her to do.

"Who said you had to carry me back in you're arms?" she asks, I can just here the grin in her voice. I just chuckle

She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and she effectively makes me carry her up to the castle piggyback style, giggling like a little girl while I hide my grin.