"Honestly? I've had enough of people knowing my deepest and darkest secrets. I think everyone has. As you said, people keep those secrets for a reason." Ron thought about it, then nodded. "That's pretty much what I meant about having the room, you just phrased it better." Which wasn't a surprise. Ron had never been very good with words. "Until then, I guess we just have to deal with what's in our heads. I suggest firewhiskey."
Ron did smile at that. "That's really good. I hope it works out for you." He didn't have to remind himself this time that this Peter was a different Peter than he'd known than the man who had betrayed Harry's parents, hidden like a rat for thirteen years, then aided Voldemort's return. It was becoming easier to keep the different versions of people separate. "Yeah, I've got no idea about that, so maybe it's for the best since I don't think anyone else does either." His mum might have, but not on a large scale.
"Actually, that's an interesting idea. I think we've all given up on the idea of going back, but we do need to know how and why people are coming here. We're working on a way to be alerted to new arrivals, but predicting and understanding it is beyond my abilities. If you think you and Padma might be able to do that, I'll talk to Harry." He didn't think it would take much convincing. "I don't know if useless is the right word. We need to be prepared if the castle brings back someone like Voldemort or Bellatrix. We got lucky with Greyback, and luck doesn't hold out."