"I meant to tell you," she said. "It ... just between everything else, it slipped my mind." It was funny how they could apologize to one another without actually ever saying sorry. She wasn't sure where she'd picked up that habit with him, but there it was.
"Then I meant to tell you he was teaching me wandless magic," she confessed. "But ... again, with everything else, it ... didn't come up and he and I didn't have a chance to get together again, and ... now that's all shot to hell so it's a moot point anyway." Her lips pursed in annoyance before she looked away.
"Anyway. Like I said. If he'd wanted to do anything, he had his chance. I know you don't understand it, but he and I were best friends once." She often wondered where they would have gone, if not for that epic disaster at the end of their fifth year. If he hadn't said it. If she'd forgiven him when he apologized. But she'd been hurt, and she'd finally had to face what he was becoming. The path he'd chosen. That was how she'd seen it, at any rate.
Lily clenched her jaw and shoved those thoughts away. They'd just make her sad and angry and she didn't need to be that right now. She'd had a shitty day and she wasn't interested in adding old pain to it as well.
"There's some crisps in the cabinet," she offered since he hadn't eaten, though he was also capable of picking up a phone and ordering take-away if he wanted.