She couldn't help it. Maisie clung to his every word as though it were a life-line. As if every word he spoke would be the most important word she would ever hear. So he was going to meet her in the Three Broomsticks, then? That wouldn't be so bad. That's were lots of couples had dates at Hogwarts. Oh, was it a date? Waiting there for three hours seemed a little extensive, but maybe there was something he really needed to do. Or maybe he thought she was beautiful too and was going to take those three hours to do something really special for her.
Her expression when she looked at him was perhaps a bit too trusting, but she didn't care, "Okay...and then you'll come meet me, right? Do you promise?" She wasn't going to go without a promise, not when she had him right here, right now. She'd trust him though, if he said he would. His words were golden.