She frowned sort of and was about to offer him a drink when out of her lips fell. "I got your secret, I got competitive with all the bidding and well I went overboard and than I was wondering and than I just hate losing and I just kept bidding, I don't even know what came over me and I don't think you could turn evil like your father, I mean I never met your father but I have heard things about him from my parents and it's just... You're not like that. Yeah, you're all tough and stuff and don't like to be emotional, but that doesn't mean you'll turn out to be a bad guy or you'll drive someone away because that's something you get the decide for yourself not your family. I guess I just didn't want you to wander around wondering who knew about it, because that'd kill me! No one wanted my secret which is really good, even though it wasn't like it was that bad. I guess since I've seen your secret I should at least tell you what mine was. Mine was the one about worrying that no one would want me past just a fling, you know people think I'm not bright enough or whatever. Maybe my energy level gets to people and the whole, It's Lavender Brown thing." Lavender rambled on for a while feel like she was going to watch him storm out at any second.
"It's just, I don't think you should hide who you are or how you feel because of some fear, I shouldn't either and I'm not saying it's a walk in the park, but the guy I've seen. The guy I've spent time with, well he's a pretty cool guy. I mean the girl in yours is probably someone a lot more suitable to you than I am, but thing is, I think you deserve to be happy. Just because you had a father you don't want to be like doesn't mean you'll be like him. I think it's more likely that you'll be amazing to someone someday. I'm not saying there wont be up and downs and you wont be a jerk sometimes, but really? You're not perfect, I'm not perfect. No one is perfect and you deserve to be happy. That's all." Lavender bit her lower lip. It was the first time in a long time she'd ranted that much and her arms weren't flying around like crazy. Instead she held on the a strand of her hair with her left hand the whole time twirling it around, while her right hand stayed mostly at her side but her fingers moving like crazy. "I understand if you don't want to speak to me again and just want to go. Really, I do.