"James..." This time she did reach out, placing a hand on his shoulder. She gave it a squeeze, before letting it drop. He probably didn't want to be around her at all, let alone talk about future times to hang out. Did she really expect that to happen? Wishful thinking on her part.
"I didn't mean to hurt you," she said, moving away from him on the couch. This was going to be an interesting meeting. Hopefully he could get his mind off of what just happened with plans on how to figure out these Death Eaters. She wanted to say more, to reassure him, to get him to smile. But everything she could think of would come out stupid and just make things worse. Instead, she just propped her head up with her hand and stared at nothing in particular in front of her. Hopefully someone else would show up and soon.