"Hi, I'm Parvati," she said, repeating a mantra that was in Harry's head 'He's not who he was'. She was starting to understand why Harry kept telling himself that, even if it usually appeared when Pettigrew was around. Parvati remembered Greyback and what he'd done to Lavender. 'He's not who he was'. Right keep saying that. "And you're Fenrir, right? I had Harry's memories so I sort of remember everyone."
She stepped inside with a thank you. "It is beautiful here. It's Firenze's room. He's a centaur and he used to teach divination. Professor Dumbledore changed the room for him. He was teach, but also live in here," she said, thinking back to that year, but also to all of the years after that, when her friendship with Firenze blossomed.
"You're lucky you got here first or I've had stolen this from you, even though I'm terrible being outdoors," she said, laughing, lightly. "This has the benefit of the outdoors without all the bugs. I like that."