Ron leaned forward in his folding chair to inspect the food again. It looked (and smelt) like it was almost ready. He stuck the sugar quill in his mouth as he stirred the pot a couple more times and then busied himself with getting the bowls and cups and stuff while Harry exchanged presents with Hermione. It looked like Harry hadn't been able to get out to get a proper present either. He kind of felt sorry that Hermione was stuck with two boys as best mates.