"Right, er, I was supposed to share them with you. Didn't quite make it that far." He said with a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his neck and looking over at her. "Kind of ate most of them when the owl arrived. But there are still some left!" He added in to make sure she knew he'd give her some.
Ron was really starting to feel the cold and was glad when they reached the castle doors. "Thank Merlin." He mumbled stepping inside and into the warmth.
"So, how are you, Gin?" He asked sincerely.
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