"I did. Professor Weasley didn't say anyone else was coming out. He must have forgot," Alfie didn't even come close to thinking that she might be less than honest, he always assumed people were telling the truth unless he had a reason not to - and Hannah was nice, and a girl, and a Puff, so he definitely assumed she was on the level.
"Are you cold? You want my jumper?" He started with her back across to the paddocks, shrugging and then reaching to pull his sweater off to offer it over. He was wearing a tee shirt underneath that he'd bought at the Brixton market last summer. It fit too tight and small now, but he didn't mind being cold, really.