Astoria glanced in Draco's direction, wholly unimpressed by his answer. Not only was it contradictory, but it wasn't even convincing. He could do better than that, she was sure.
"Well—" she paused, shrugging as best she could. "If you need an ear, I'm around. I've already played agony aunt for my son, why not for the rest of my family?" And they were family — regardless of whether or not they were engaged in Draco's time, they were married in Astoria's time. She was beginning to think of him as a friend, on top of that. She would keep his secrets.