Re: Dean and Seamus and OPEN
Being showered with gifts on his birthday always made Dean feel simultaneously pleased and just a tiny bit uncomfortable. Maybe it was the being centre of attention thing, and maybe it was his limited means making him feel guilty that when he gave them gifts he never felt they quite measured up. He was still profoundly glad that everyone had come and should have a good time.
Running a finger over a soft petal just as the rose changed colour Dean smiled softly. It was an amazing feat that Ernie's family had managed in these roses. "Thank you, and say thanks to your mum too," he said, before setting them aside so he could open his other gift.
He turned the package around a couple of times in his hands, fairly sure it was going to be a book of some sort before he ripped into it. "Oh, lovely," he said, flipping the book open and finding a page of pictures and looking at them in fascination. "Brilliant present, keep me busy for ages," he said, pulling Ernie in for a hug.
"And now I am going to find myself a drink before anyone else arrives. The setting clearly requires things with little umbrellas!" He walked determinedly in the direction of the bar, willing for once to drink more than a single butterbeer.