Georgie knew better than to say anything around Harry's friends. He knew the boy didn't care for him 'cos of what he did, and the girl was competition and a wet blanket, always with a sour look on her face.
He closed his fingers around the beautiful bit of jewellery, smiling. He'd have to keep it hidden, less Slater become interested and start asking questions about where Georgie'd started going and who with.