"Lock it, I know something you don't," she told him with a little smile on her face. This room must have been used at one time for a secret sharing room Hermione had told her. She watched Harry coming closer, his eyes looked like jewels between the black sweater and his hair, she noticed the buldge in his jeans as well.
"This room is impervious to outside interference. We found out one night when we locked it to keep the twins out. Turns out Mum tried to come in and wake us and couldn't get in or hear us, she thought we were sleeping but we were up and could hear her, bawling at us through the door. I yelled at her we were awake and she couldn't hear me, even when I stood next to the door," she paused and grinned at him, "so this is the safest room in the house."
She offered him his gift, excited to see if he would like the professional quality seeker gloves she had bought that past summer at quality qudditch supplies. She had spent all her pocket money on them at the time.
When she realized what he was holding, she took it with shaky hands and opened it carefully, her pretty brown eyes sparkling like the gold in the little snitch charm, "Oh Harry, it's so beautiful," she said, lifting it out of the box. She offered it to him and raised her thick hair, turning around so he could put it on her.