Ron frowned again, trying to recall the last time he'd been in class before Hermione was bitten. He could have sworn she was there with him. In fact, it was hard to find a memory in his head that didn't have her frizzy hair along the edges of it, if not right in the middle. She was always there. Or, he'd been pretty sure she was there. Ron felt like she was always with him at least.
"Oh," he said and ran a hair over the top of his head. "Are you sure? Because.. I mean.. you're always around, aren't you?"