She gave a sad watery laugh, "You're a Gryffindor. Gryffindor men are always lovely like that." But she still agreed with what she had said. George's anger and sharp derisiveness toward Draco when he but had a crush on Parvati, would certainly mean if the roles were reversed he would do everything in his power to keep Draco far, far away from Parvati.
Parvati's bottom lip was trembling. Her heart was beating a million times a moment (at least when it wasn't lodged up in her throat). "I promise I won't let him get angry at you or be an arse. I won't tell him anything in detail, George, I swear."
"You...you want me to go?" She was panicking. If she knew her husband (And she did, better than anyone else), this might be the last time she could hang out with George. "Oh please, no. Georgie, I'm sorry. Can we just spend the afternoon together? Like...we can just pretend everything's normal and have fun..."