"If someone had asked me to help, I would have without hesitation," but she had been a small ball of chaos and she likely would have just gotten underfoot. She didn't think the answer would be acceptable to Harry who clearly had a very large chip on his shoulder. "And if somehow I end up back home, I will do what I can with the second war. I'm sure I couldn't have sat aside. I'm Muggleborn. I wouldn't." Fucking Hell, she hoped she'd done something.
"I said I was fond - I didn't say I was close. Don't confuse the two," she stood then, careful on her heels. "I'll find my way around on my own, thank you." She was not going to stick around someone who clearly had some kind of issue and couldn't see past the end of his nose.