"Yeah, I did." Ron dove into his pocket to produce a small bottle, with a growing grin. "From Fred - one for you. Don't worry, I've already tried it. It won't make your hair fall out or anything." Although it had been a little stronger than he'd expected. That was all for the best, though; even though he was suddenly surrounded by family and his friends were, for the moment, not about to be murdered, it was hard to forget that there wasn't much else to be cheerful about. "- If you wan't, anyway. Just something to cheer up with." He set the bottle in front of her, before crossing his arms on the table and slouching forward a little. It was working in record time, too.