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westhamwizard (westhamwizard) wrote in silverage,

So she got to play Quidditch after all. Dean smiled, sliding into the seat across from her. "Sounds like all your dreams are coming true, Gin. That's fantastic."

He didn't bother with the menu, decided he'd just get chips and a coke. He knew Ginny would try to pay for his meal, and he knew that no matter how much he objected, she'd end up having her way, so he decided to have his little victory by not ordering anything too expensive. He gazed out the window, thinking about how to answer her question.

"I dunno. I mean, I don't want you to spoil everything I'm going to do before I get the chance to do it." He flashed her a smile. He also didn't want to talk about the war anymore. No doubt he'd hear bits and pieces of it slip out eventually, but there was no reason they had to spend their first reunion dwelling on it. "Just, ah, what's everyone up to? All our friends? Did Ron finally get over himself and seal the deal with Hermione?"