"Fleur."

"Non."

"Come on Fleur."

"Non. I'm going to die!"

Hermione rolled her eyes at the stubborn blonde. "You're not going to die Fleur, come on."

"Non."

"Fleur you're being ridiculous, it's ice skating, even kids are doing it."

"I don't care! It's cold, and dangerous, and cold, and nothing will convince me! Ever!"

"I'll hold your hand the entire time."

"... You promise not to let go."

Hermione put her hand on her heart. "I, Hermione jean Granger, hereby promise to never let go of you, my beautiful girlfriend, Fleur Isabelle Delacour."

"... Ok."

--

"Fleur, we've been home for hours, you can let go any time now."

Fleur pouted. "But you promised!"

"I meant while we were on the ice!"

"You didn't specify!"

Hermione sighs.