"Yes, Granger. I am capable of manners. Plus, I don't really have this capacity for hatred lately, as bloody stupid as that sounds, or I guess that comes with the territory of watching everything you grew up with crumble." It was odd that of all Potter's friends, he would have trusted Granger the most, but that was her intelligence.
"Call me anything with Lord and I might hurt you." It reminded him too much of Voldemort and that still made him shiver. He held out his arm. "Come on, my lady. I don't want you getting lost." His eyebrows twitched teasingly as he waited.