Re: Dinner
Ron sat at a table, near the front of the room. Hermione was at his right and his hand moved over to cover hers as he noted her nervous energy rising.
He flashed a smile and leaned towards her, "It will be a piece of cake. A piece of cake. If you get nervous, just imagine them all sitting with the sorting Hat on their head in black robes, like in school. That should make you relax, right?"
He pulled her hand to his mouth, and kissed the back of it, "Okay?"