Dean's main job for the day had been wrapping and sending his presents, which he'd managed to without much of an issue. He was seriously considering investing in an owl, if only for birthday and holidays. And maybe quote exchanges with Susan, which were always amusing.
Instead of slouching around in PJs and watching Christmas TV he was spending the evening with Hermione, helping her with baking. He doubted anyone as good as she was at potions was actually a disastrous cook, but that didn't always mean anything. So he'd gathered up some recipes and ingredients she might or might not have and his decorating kit into a bag and headed over to her flat.
"Hi, Hermione," he said, smiling as she opened the door. "Sounds like I'm just in time then. I brought some supplies," he said, indicating the bag. "I wasn't sure what you had, and I'm getting a bit of a collection."