"He's ordered a bloody ring! Only took what felt like ten bloody hours of slogging through jewellery shops, agonising over whether Cho'd like this one, or that one, or hate this one, or vomit at the sight of that one, before he finally ended up designing one. God, I tell you what, "Mione, when I propose to Ginny I'm going to bloody well let her choose her own ring. Easier all around."