Hopscotch: sock (word), slapping (action), "Can I have a cookie?" (dialogue)

January Event: Colin Creevey/Ginny Weasley (Hard Pairing)

Chocolate Frog Card: Cassiopeia Black (Bronze) - Prompts: Queen, Beautiful, Vain, Downfall

She was his beautiful queen, sitting on her throne (their leather armchair) in her royal robes (which were her sweats, tank top and odd socks. His favourite was her left sock, a red one with black cameras printed on them.) whilst he was merely a lowly servant, doing anything in his power to satisfy her needs.

She wasn't a vain creature, like Fleur or the Malfoys, and she didn't treat him like she was better and he was lucky to have her. She treated him like an equal, he treated her like a queen because that was what she deserved.

Nigel always said that one day, she would be his downfall but he didn't care! If it was, then what a way to go.

"Cooee?" Ginny called, trying to get his attention and he realised that he'd been lost in his thoughts of her. "Are you there?"

"I'm here, Gin," he chuckled moving to squeeze into the seat with her. "What's the matter?" She leaned her head on his shoulder and his right arm went around hers, his hand resting on the top of her arm and fiddling with the ends of her hair.

"Can I have a cookie?"

"Of course you can, sweetie," he answered, removing himself from the seat to snatch up the chocolate biscuits and his camera, snapping a picture of her as she smiled at him. "You're beautiful."

"And you're biased," she countered. He shrugged, merely offering her the biscuits before returning to the seat, though this time, he lifted her so that she was resting on his lap. They sat there for a while, both of them in comforted silence with the occasional packet rustle as Ginny carried on eating her cookies.

So she startled him when she immediately gasped and started slapping his chest. He started, jostling her in his lap before he turned his attention to her in a panic.

"What's wrong?"

"Colin," she breathed, tears causing her eyes to shine. "The baby moved." They both looked down at the bump and he smiled, looking down at their creation. "Feel." She took his hand, placing it on a protruding area which moved the moment he made contact with it.

"Oh Merlin," he gasped. "That's incredible." He kissed her then, one hand staying on the bump whilst the other cradled the back of her head. "I love you," he told her once they pulled away. "I love you, my queen, and our little princess."