It wasn't really freaking her out so much as it was giving her more to think about. "When during third year?" She asked quietly. Catching her lower lip, after she asked, again. Her dark brown eyes drifting up to catch his blue. She nervously rubbed her palms over the legs of her jeans.
She actually liked him sitting in front of her like that. Oddly enough. This was here, that was there. Could they alter anything that happened then? With the things that happened here? IT would definitely be something she needed to research. Hadn't she found Harry much easier to get on with than Ron? Hadn't it almost always been that way? Harry had always been much nicer to her than Ron had been.