"You lost yours already?" She chuckled lightly as he admitted that he needed a new one already. Hadn't he only been here a few days? "Everything else is alright. Madam Pomfrey looked at this actually, it's not as bad as it seems, and should be just fine in a few days." She held up her bandaged arm. Though he knew it would be alright... Didn't he?
She glanced at him as he sat across from her, totally missing out on the question he'd asked. There was no anger in her eyes at all, simply shock. "So... You like me, and I marry Ron... And I have two children.. You marry Ginny, and have three children. It's all a bit much I think. After everything I..." She closed her mouth before she could say something that might hurt him. She definitely didn't want that. Catching her lower lip between her teeth she pulled at it as she thought over what it meant, that he really liked her. Was it because she was here and Ginny was not? Was it because he had liked her before? "How long... have you?" She asked quietly.