Lavender was copying her work schedule for the next few weeks into her diary and frowning at a potential clash with duelling club at the beginning of November when Neville arrived. She broke into a grin when she saw the chocolate and sat back so that she could look up at him properly.
"Hey there, yourself," she said warmly. Lavender picked up the chocolate bar. "Someone knows how to get on my good side," she teased. "Thank you. How's your day been?"