"Really?"
"Yes."
Draco sighed. "You want to pedal and steer and handle the bike?"
"Yes," snapped Silwen impatiently. "I can do this."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Now get on the bike."
"You're ordering me to?"
Hopping on the seat before he could, she snapped, "yes."
"Fine fine." Swiftly, he swung his legs over the small support behind the seat and wrapped his arms around her. "Where are we going?" he whispered in her ear, enjoying the soft tremor that went down her spine.
"Somewhere."
"Where is that somewhere specifically?"
Silwen's feet kicked the stand up and started pedaling with exceptional ease. As if Draco was a butterfly on the back instead of the 1.9 m tall, seventy kilo husband. "Somewhere specific, darling," she said smiling and pedaling faster.
Lips twitching, Draco hung on, watching the hills and countryside pass them swiftly. "Where'd all this leg power come from, Sil?"
"Magic. Now let me concentrate. The turn off is right...here." Jerkily, she turned the handlebars so the bike swerved onto a skinny little trail that led right into an ominous-looking forest, complete with spiders hanging down and tree branches flexing their fingers in the wind-ready to catch and grab onto her hair.
Worried, Draco leaned against her and asked, "Are you sure this is safe?"
Silwen smirked at him for a moment. "P-perfectly sure. Would I really take you someplace that wasn't?"
He shrugged slightly and clung on to her a little bit more tightly than before.
Unafraid, Silwen rode past the opening trees and spiders, grinning when she heard Draco gasp a few seconds later; the ominous, shadowy, scary forest had transformed into a gorgeous meadow of green grass, snow drops peeking through the blades, and tall ebony trees surrounding them.
Draco hopped off the bike, smirked at her, picked her up in his arms, bent his head down and kissed her softly on her forehead. "Gorgeous."
She blushed as he held her like that and curled up into his chest. "I-I'm glad you like it. Could you set me down somewhere and get the basket under the seat?"
"Of course." He carefully set her down against a tree and went over to the bike. Draco's fingers searched under the leather, locating the small basket—she had obviously put a Shrinking Charm on it to make it fit there—and finding something else. A sticker. He pulled that out too. After a moment, he laughed. "Weight-lessening Sticker for Hard-to-carry Objects," it read. "Clever, Sil. Clever." He smiled. Add a bit of magic and Silwen could conquer anything.