He reaches down towards the table, and there was an assortment of white and red roses. Her heart swells from how easily he makes it to forgive him. She wants to give him hell for being late and argue until they both get tired- but she knows that would never end well. And from the way, his muggle clothes portray his figure and the way her eyes find it harder and harder to tear away from his face, she knows he's won this battle.