"Yes you. You're just lucky I love to make you laugh." Fred smiled as the warmth from Katie's hand on his cheek seeped into him. "I was having fun. Incidentally, Swiss snow tastes different than British snow. I must have tasted it enough to develop a pallette for the white stuff."
Fred was quite sure that George was rolling his eyes, he could almost hear it, but Fred didn't care, he knew George only meant it in fun and was happy for them both.
"It was!" All the sunsets, the sunrises when they'd stayed up all night wrapped up in each other, the snow falling on the trees - it was gorgeous, and Fred felt lucky to have spent that time there with his lovely wife. "We've got gifts for everyone but it'll take us a bit to unpack." He told George through a sip of his tea. "So what have you been up to then George. Don't leave anything out either."
Fred settled back in his chair and waited for George to being telling the grand tale of what's been happening in Hogsmeade while he and Katie had been away.