"That's not what happened." Hermione said, frowning. "I would have completely forgiven him if he wasn't in control. Ron hadn't had any of the cupcakes, Ginny." She folded her arms across her chest. It was a ridiculous thing to be angry about, but Ron was a ridiculous person. As was Hermione. "He was being a prat. Suggesting we take some of those cupcakes home with us. It was after Percy released the warning. He was suggesting we intentionally poison ourselves with love potions so he could get a shag out of me."
She shook her head again. "Nevermind. It's not important. We don't have to talk about it." She didn't really want to talk about it anymore. She was sick of obsessing over it. "How is your therapy coming along?"