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A lame one-armed hug wasn't going to suffice for Dallin. No, he was happy he'd gotten a shape out of the dumb mist. So happy, in fact, that he picked up Louisa in a big hug and spun around. He didn't even think about being embarrassed when he set her back down on the floor. Even if the dog hadn't stayed for long it had still shown up. And that was enough for Dal right now.
"Swinging," he told her. His ears and cheeks flushed in embarrassment but he hardly noticed. "The tire swings." He was grinning.
Now he just hoped Louisa could do it.
..and she was flying. Not falling. Flying. She grasped his shoulders tightly as her feet suspended in the air and all she could hear was her giggles and Dal's breaths. The scene, on the other hand, was blurry. Who cares!
The second he set her down, she was grinning and fixed the few hair that escaped her ponytail. "
That was awesome!" Yep! Better than the tire swing even! She waited for a few to catch her breath from all the excitement. It meant he did like the tire swings thing! That was great. No reason. Just great.
Determined to follow his league, she raised her wand, her cheeks were still shades of red, and muttered, "
Expecto Patronum!" With the flying sensation still at its peak. The silver mist this time shot from the tip of her wand forward. It didn't form a shape. It was just a silver quick line of mist. She didn't want to ruin her mood. "
I think it's the best I can come up with. At this level." She looked at him uncertainly.