Where: Gryffindor Common Room
When: Sunday, September 19th, that night!
Ron looked at the little package in his hand, deeply glad that he had thought ahead to get her her gift before coming to school, because in fact he had forgotten until Harry mentioned it earlier in the books. He kept staring at it, but wasn't sure why. It wasn't as if he didn't think it was good enough--no that wasn't it. It wasn't another book...so maybe that's why he was nervous. Everyone knew she liked books.
Well, not much he could do about it now. He pushed the little package back into his robes and waited for the others to come around. Clucking his tongue and resting by his usual place near the fire, he also hoped that Dobby would show up as promised. If it was Harry who had asked the elf there'd be no doubt---but he wasn't Harry.
Oi, what trouble...