"I think we all do," Hermione admitted, and for a moment she felt closer to Susan than she ever really had to a girl other than Ginny. She didn't have girlfriends per se, just girls that she was on better terms with. But friends was a word reserved for a certain spectacled, wild haired boy and his red haired best mate. It felt good, though, letting Susan know what had happened. At least a small part of what had happened.
"But helping with this, even just letting me see these..." She gestured to the files she was holding. "This does help, so you shouldn't feel like you haven't..."