"Best present will be having you home, but it'll take her a few years to get over the sheer mercenary bit of it, I'd wager," Ron chuckled. "That said, I'll take the little one to appease her until you're back. Until then, she's got Mrs Potter to entertain her when she's not over following Harry around." And he still hadn't quite become accustomed to seeing Harry's mother in his daughter's bedroom, and doubted he ever would.
He moved a little down the mattress and pulled at her shoulders until she was nearly laying across him. "Mmmm, nothing quite like a Hermione blanket to keep out the chilly air, I always say."