[While not much of a Father Christmas, most of Ron's gifts are for those who he live with, and so he's taking the morning to deliver them himself. Barring that, he'll leave them at the right rooms.
He only has two to deliver to the City proper, to Regulus and Claire, and he'll take care of that whenever he goes out for dinner supplies, because he figures that that chore will need doing, anyway.
Merry Christmas. Knock, knock, knock.]
[[ooc; Ron's delivering his gifts by hand, since, like it says, they're mostly for people he lives with anyway. If you'd like to answer the door and spam it out, go go go for it. If not, he'll just leave your bundle where it's meant to be found. The list is as follows:
Ron-
Hermione: "I don't know a lot about literature. This is probably the prettiest book I've ever seen, so I went with it. Hopefully it's a good read. Happy Christmas. -Ron"; Said
book and a pair of cabled
mittensGinny: "I think the colors are alright. Wear it with your coat. Love, Ron"; A
hat.
Luna: "Happy Christmas, Luna. Thanks for all of the pudding. -Ron"; A large and probably tacky
barrette.
Remus: "The aim is practicality. I hope the zipper isn't tacky or anything. Happy Christmas. -Ron"; A (v. manly)
sweater.
Regulus: "It runs on batteries. This game is bordering on ridiculously entertaining. -Ron Weasley"; l-lol,
Handheld Tetris.
Claire: "You've probably already got a perfectly fine pair, but I'm admittedly at a loss by this point. Happy Christmas. -Ron Weasley"; Insanely bright
mittens. ]]