"Of course I wasn't," she snapped back. "It's just you and Harry now, isn't it?" That small fact didn't really have anything to do with what they were talking about, but Hermione wasn't averse to throwing things in while they were arguing anyway. "And just because I asked you to tell me, doesn't mean I have to like it when you do!"
She looked just as frustrated as Ron did, neither of them really understanding what the other one was trying to say and the lot of it being rife with misinterpretation.
"I'm sorry that you had to see all of those things, but I am angry," Hermione reiterated. "What do you want from me? I can only feel how I feel. I'm something you're afraid of. You avoided me deliberately for weeks because you didn't want to be alone around me. How am I supposed to feel about that, Ron?"