"Don't be silly." Hermione was sure it was fine, and really, she was just happy that he had even thought of getting her a gift amongst everything else that must be currently going through his mind.
Waiting for Ron to open his first, she smiled back at him, pleased by the fact that he looked so happy. If she had known she would get this reaction, she might have bought him the tickets days ago, just because. "Of course I'm coming with you," she told him. "Unless you would rather take someone else?" she asked teasingly. Hermione didn't know why he wouldn't, it was no great secret that she wasn't the world's biggest Quidditch fan. But she had bought the tickets so they could go together.
Watching him for a moment as he flicked through the book, the smile didn't leave her face as she turned her attention to her own gift. Unwrapping it, she opened the box, somewhat amused to see that they had both bought each other tickets. These ones however, were for a play in London's West End and Hermione's eyes lit up as she realised.
"This is wonderful, Ron! How did you know? How did you get these?"