"Go ahead, I'll get yours out while you... pop," Terry nodded to her before jumping up from the couch and disappearing with a soft crack. Now he was back in his own house, standing in his room. He walked over to his closet and opened it. Upon one of the shelves was a fairly small box wrapped in shiny red paper. It was topped by a small green bow and a tag that read “To: Padma, From: Terry.” He was pleased with his wrapping job, especially considering that he had done it himself, without magic. It wasn’t perfect, but he wasn’t his mother. He never really understood what she called the “fine art of gift-wrapping.”
As he snatched the box off of its shelf, the contents rattled a bit. He thought back to only a few days previous when he had still been frantically searching for a gift for Padma. He even went straight from Gringotts out onto Diagon Alley to peruse the shops in hopes of finding something that stuck out. And he did. In one of the small specialty shops there had been an absolutely gorgeous set of rune stones for Divination, but painted on them were Egyptian hieroglyphs. So, he bought them. Now all he could do was hope that she liked them.
With another pop he was back in Padma’s living room. She was exactly where she had been before, but now there was a gift bag sitting on the coffee table in front of her. He gave her another smile, setting his gift down next to the bag. When she asked if he would like some coffee he nodded
“Coffee would great,” he replied. He knew she despised his love for the stuff, but at least she volunteered to make it for him, most people usually didn’t.