Hunter knew that there were things they were invited too, things they were supposed to be attending at the insistence of their parents. There were office picnics, parties, and even the Quiddich World Cup coming up, all of which they were supposed to be seen at. Hunter also knew that if they never stepped foot at any of those events, his father would still stay far away. Hunter hadn't meant to frighten his parents, but he was still pleased with the result.
"We could, couldn't we..." he replied, letting his mind drift to the many ways they could spend their time over the next month. One thing, something they hadn't done in ages, suddenly came to mind.
"We should go for a swim!" he said, sitting up.
"In the pond, in the woods. I bet it would be deliciously cool."