"Is there anything in particular you want?" If there was, he could ask his Mum to owl it for her birthday. "Or if you like, when we get a Hogsmeade weekend we can go, and I'll buy your books." He grinned at her. "And lunch at the Three Broomsticks." A proper date, though he hadn't come straight out and asked.
"All right. Will there be flashcards?" he teased. His mum loved flashcards, and sometimes Wren reminded him of her, in the most non-creepy way possible. Mostly just the love for books and school.
"Well, I never did ask. It was more fun to sneak out." He was going to have to teach her to live on the wild side a bit, but maybe not until after whoever was in charge figured out this returnee shit.