"Did you know he dragged me ring shopping this week?" Harry said from out of nowhere. "Ron. Ron. Our Ronald Bilious Weasley, dragging me through Muggle jewellery shops, all tied up in knots over whether sapphires went with rubies or not," he went on incredulously, shaking his head. Hermione grabbed at the subject change gladly, eager to think about something less depressing than the future.