"Ah, the coins, I've heard about them. Alicia showed me when they gathered me to fight at Hogwarts. I'm proud to have one of my own. Well, that settles it, we should use the coins to call the others here," he said.
She did look brave to him, he mused. Already warded her house, ready to bring a group of people to it to plan how to fight Voldemort's minions. He found her modesty refreshing; so many would be quick to both take the lead and glory, but Hermione was fine with coming up with ideas and letting others shine. They were a lot alike in that way. In fact, they were quite a bit alike indeed. Gryffindors through and through, the pair of them.
"Of course you are. You're smart enough not to go out wands blazing, but you're brave all the same." He smiled at her warmly, "Ron's quite lucky to have someone like you looking after him. He can hold his own, sure, but I have a feeling you keep him in check," he said with a laugh.