"No?" Lavender held out her hands where she had a little cup of flames, a nifty trick that Hermione had showed her how to do in the early days when they were closer than they ever were, "I'm a Witch, Seamus. I never have to be cold."
Linking her arm through Seamus's, she scooped the cup into his hands, "Good thing we're the only ones thick enough to venture onto the beach in this weather. Although, that said, there are these loonies who make it their mission every Christmas to jump into the sea, even if it's snowing. Muggles can be so silly. They don't even have portable flames! Well, not big warm ones like these that don't burn you."