She can't help it; most of this is her being here alone with Malfoy and Luna and then Ron leaving and ... oh, it was amazing to see her best friend and see him alive rather than tortured and dead as he was in her nightmares. But it can't last forever, especially as she feels him pulling away; there are questions to be answered, and as usual, she has all the answers.
"I know it doesn't make sense and I know it sounds crazy, but you're just going to have to bear with it for a little bit while I try and sort it for you," she answered in a rush, twisting the bracelet around her wrist as a force of habit.
"First of all, it's all real, unfortunately. The war here. The Gods, our magic being gone, everything. It's happening. But the war that we're experiencing, it's not anything like the one at home." This is the awkward moment, the one she was dreading.
"Harry, what's the last thing you remember from home?"
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"I know it doesn't make sense and I know it sounds crazy, but you're just going to have to bear with it for a little bit while I try and sort it for you," she answered in a rush, twisting the bracelet around her wrist as a force of habit.
"First of all, it's all real, unfortunately. The war here. The Gods, our magic being gone, everything. It's happening. But the war that we're experiencing, it's not anything like the one at home." This is the awkward moment, the one she was dreading.
"Harry, what's the last thing you remember from home?"