He stopped, surprised and delighted, "You'd do that? I think that's a brilliant idea! But then we need to think of costumes, one for you and for me. I hadn't thought to do much, in that area," he said, pausing, "Except maybe come as a giant Devil's snare or something like that," and he paused again.
"We could look for something in Hogsmeade as well, unless you already had a notion for yourself," and he took a bite as he watched her, curious as to what she might dress up as, thinking about what she had been in the past years, "I swear you were something purple one year."