Neville accepted her praise humbly, for while he thought very well of himself where his Herbology skills were concerned, a lifetime of second-guessing and only dreaming of even being second-best was not something one ever left behind easily, and for Neville, never entirely.
As he shifted in his seat to more comfortably hold her hand across the table, Neville felt in his pocket the present he'd purchased for her that afternoon. He hadn't needed Hermione's assistance with a gift, it was the sort of thing he'd always wanted to give to Hannah, but it had always seemed more like what she'd want to receive from a boyfriend.
Releasing her hand so she'd have both free for unwrapping, Neville retrieved the little box from his pocket.
"I know Spain was meant to be your birthday gift, but I wanted to give you something."