She had been about make a comment about him being nice, when he asked the question that honestly she had been dreading. For a moment she thought of running, making an excuse of having to be off to study or something, but her legs felt like jelly so it was out of the question.
"I...its. You see..." It was clear she was just a bit frightened by her own words, but as she looked at him she seemed to straighten. She didn't want to lie to him, and she already knew he wasn't the typical pureblood. Her hands balled into fists. "I found out I'm....not pureblooded."
She couldn't say anymore, and fell quiet after that watching him for his reaction and praying she was right about him.