Hopscotch: Wild Thing (title), "What do you remember about your mother?" (dialogue), holding hands (action), quirky (word), burly (word)
Word Count: 368
"Dad," Rose started, swinging her held hand between the two of them. Ron smiled down at his little girl, squeezing her hand gently to encourage her to carry on. "What was Mum like?"
"Well, what do you remember about your mother?" he asked, wanting to know what she knew so he didn't repeat the same things. Though, even Harry had enjoyed listening to people who knew his parents say the same things over and over again, purely because they were his parents, so he figured she wouldn't mind too much.
"I remember that she was kind, and pretty," Rose admitted, her face scrunched up in thought. "And she read the best bedtime stories."
"She did," he agreed. "But she was also fiery and protective and she wasn't afraid to shout at me if I did something wrong."
"She was mean?" Rose asked, eyes wide with horror.
"No," he chuckled, running his free hand through his hair. "She just didn't like it if I was lazy or complaining about silly things or if I was being mean about other people. Your mother focused on the good in people and she pushed me to be better than I was."
"What else?"
"She had strange opinions about house elves and-"
"Does that make her quirky like Aunt Luna?"
"No, sweetie. Aunt Luna is quirky, your mother just tried to make everyone happy." He exhaled loudly before carrying on. "She also had a magnet for burly quidditch players which I had no hope of getting drawn in by, but I didn't need the magnet to be drawn in."
"Was she a party girl like Aunt Ginny?"
"No," Ron answered. "She preferred a good book to a party but if there was one going on, and she was there, then she'd try and enjoy herself for as long as she could." He smiled wistfully. "She spent most of her time in the library, like the wild thing she was."
"So, Mum was smart, kind, angry at you, pretty and a good book teller?"
"And an amazing woman," he sighed. "You're just like her sometimes."
"Cool!" Rose breathed. "I want to be just like Mummy."
"Just, be a mummy sort of wild thing, okay?"