"I suppose I can forgive you," she said. "Provided you come to the wedding."
When he looked at her she nodded pointedly. "It's the first of August. And don't think of shying away from it. There will be lots of pretty girls there. None as pretty as myself, of course. But that is only to be expected." She remembered that he had gone to the Yule Ball with Hermione. If she wasn't mistaken based on what she'd seen this summer, Hermione was with Ron now, but she wasn't going to be the one to tell Viktor that.