"I haven't been thinking about anything else, Ron." She said sourly, even though it wasn't exactly true - she'd been thinking about too many things. About whether or not she needed to write a will, and about Ron and that night they'd laughed and felt free because of the potions the twins had sent them. She thought about her parents, too, and the charms on them, and wondered if they'd hold well. If something did happen to her, she'd need them to...
"I wasn't planning on telling Harry, not yet. But if things get any worse at Hogwarts... well, it might be better to go sooner. Before anyone there is... " Killed, she thought to herself, but finished with, "Hurt. More than they have been."