It was seriously a never ending shower of quidditch Krum goodies. Unfortunately, for Viktor...the more that was in the bag the more Megan was trying to keep from laughing at him. This was all a bit excessive and the fact that majority of the stuff was Viktor Krum related was...a bit ridiculous. The gloves though....they were the nicest bloody things she'd ever seen. And no offense to Summers and his ridiculously expensive Quidditch gear gift....but these were going on her hands when she could manage them! No question about it!
"Definitely," Megan replied with a nod as she placed the gloves in her lap and stroked the leather. "Thank you so much for all of this. I think I might possibly have the most Viktor Krum merch out of anyone in my dorm at least." She offered him a chuckle. "When I'm out of here I'll be sure to get you something in return," she suggested in all seriousness. "Tell, me, what does Viktor Krum like that can be wrapped in a parcel and sent by owl, hm?"