Katie hesitated, the Galleons still cupped in her hand, warm from her pocket. Not to pay Neville seemed presumptuous, and yet it was a gesture that was kind. If she insisted, it would be bad form. She handed him the money.

"Okay," she said, with a smile. "Okay, then. I'll... then I'll bring you something on Thursday too. D'you like sweets? I bake sometimes, I'll bring you something. Or soup, I do soup... okay, I'm talking a lot. Just... thank you, that's really lovely of you."