I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good: Private message to Ron

[alt_sally_anne]

Hey, I was thinking about the wedding on Saturday, because Pansy and I tried on our dress robes and made sure they still fit and so on.

And I realized --

you're supposed to give a GIFT. To the couple. Do you have something for them? Pansy does, apparently she ordered it months ago! but I hadn't even thought about it. It's too late to knit anything, even if I could think of something good to knit that wouldn't be naff.

There's not going to be time to go to Hogsmeade, I need to find something that's available journal-order or MAYBE owl-order and I have no idea -- I mean I don't even know what would be a good gift, never mind what would be a good gift that I could afford. Pansy would let me sign my name to hers as well but it would be perfectly obvious that she'd bought it and let me sign my name to it, you know?

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[alt_ron]

I hope you know I spewed a whole mouthful of pumpkin juice out my nose when I read that.

Ugh.


I guess that was nice of Mum. Still, it's not the sort of thing I'd like to open up in a package on Christmas morning.

Though.

At least it was a surprise. I always know what Mum's giving me.

[alt_sally_anne]

Well it wasn't a CHRISTMAS present, your mum doesn't send me Christmas presents! It was because I wrote her a letter asking for advice. I may have sounded a little frantic.