"Edible it is." Seamus could have simply unhooked his arm from around Dean's shoulders and reached for the present on the bedside table with both hands - but he didn't. Instead, he wriggled around until he'd got his wand out of his jeans pocket and levitated the large jar of Fizzing Whizbees over into Dean's waiting hands.
The present had been such an awkward shape to wrap that Seamus had given up half-way. The regular round bit of the jar was covered in red paper but the top was visible. "How's the family?" he asked while he watched Dean considering his gift.