Push her on the swings.
She came to visit over the Christmas holidays. We didn't want to owl our presents. We actually wanted to give them to each other and see the other's reaction that is half the fun of buying presents. Plus, mum really wanted to meet her. I don't tell her much about my life at Hogwarts, but she is fully aware I've been talking to the same girl since the end of last year.
She got me a really nice gift actually. It was a professional sketch kit, complete with sketchpad, various types of pencils for any type of drawing, an eraser and various options for adding color. When I opened it a sheet of parchment fell out. When I picked it up to read it I laughed and she just smiled innocently at me; it was a list of requests she'd like me to draw her.
I bought her a magical camera. I couldn't exactly get her one of the nicest ones, but it's decent. She loved it all the same. She's always saying, "I wish I could have a camera to capture this moment." If that wasn't a hint I don't know what is. On top of the camera, I had a Muggle tree ornament made for her, nothing magical about it. It was a carving of her actually. I sent a sketch home to mum in early November and had her get it made for me.
Mum really likes her. Actually, so do all my siblings. She's great with kids too. My youngest sister, Brooke, has her play tea party right now and she fits right in. Even I'm not that good with my sister. I'm just watching with Sean, the brother closest in age to me, being only one year older.
"Hold on to her Dean, she's lovely. None of the girls I brought home over the past few years got along with any one in the family like she does."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"Dean can you take me to the playground? Please?" Brooke asks, batting her eyelashes.
"Brooke, there's snow all over outside, what can you do at the playground?"
"There's tons we could do! Ginny and me can make snow angels. Oh, or we can make a snowman, or a snowfort!" she answers excitedly.
"Oh Dean can we please? A snowfort would be so fun. Would you take us please?" Ginny joins in on the begging.
Honestly, you'd think she was the 6-year-old. I look over to Sean and see him silently laughing at Ginny's eagerness and sigh.
"I'll take you, but when we get back you have to get mum to make us all hot cocoa. Deal?"
"Deal! Come on Ginny, we can go get ready in my room. If you don't have snow clothes you can borrow some of Alicia's, I know she won't mind." Brooke says dragging Ginny upstairs.
A snowfort, two snowmen, way too many snow angels and a few impromptu snowball fights later find Ginny and me exhausted and watching all the rest still play around.
"Oh Dean, will you push me on the swings while they play more?" Ginny asks, already running over with out my answer.
"You're as bad as Brooke is, you know that right?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.
"No that's not it. I'm just the more fun one in this relationship," she smirks.
She jumps up on the swing, not even pausing to brush off the snow. I don't immediately go behind the swing and start pushing her and she begins to pout at me.
"Will you please push me Dean?"
"What do I get out of it?" I ask with my arms crossed over my chest.
"A happy girlfriend?"
"Not quite enough," I tease. "How about, oh I don't know, a kiss maybe?"
She smiles and pulls me forward, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me fiercely. Just when I start to deepen the kiss she pulls back and lightly pushes me away.
"You got your kiss, now push me please."
"You're something else love," I say with a small chuckle while I walk around the swing and proceed to push her as high as she pleases, loving the giggles that escape her. She can be as free spirited as a 6-year-old, but I'm certainly not complaining.
A/N: If anybody reading this is also reading 'A Halloween to Remember' I promise after this update I'm working only on that until I finish part 3. I've been putting it off for some reason but no more.