What? [He didn't let her grab her this time, instead taking a step back and practically looming over her. His mind in a whirlwind as it went from hurt to angry. And if there was anything Ron learned it was not to seem like he was hurt. Because after all this time it got you no where and just made things like this hurt more. She'd just reminded him of why he didn't bother with people. Why he'd felt the need to protect her and stick by her all this time muddled in his brain because it felt like the one person he thought he could count on just ignored the thing that troubld him most.

Which she had, technically.] You've said your part-- which, thanks for that, really. Nice words you had. [He scowled.] So now that I've gone and made an idiot of myself you can go back and find someone you'd really want to be here with, eh? And I can go back to my cabin and write to mom and dad that I'll be coming back for school. You don't have anything to say, so sounds like a decent plan for the evening.