XXXVIII. Oh, The Guilt
She meant to defend herself. She meant to go up to him and let him have it, to tell him she could date whomever she liked, and if he was so opposed to that, he ought to do something about it. But as soon as she saw him, she became the same pathetic third year that couldn't even tell him that she liked him without blurting it out in the middle of a corridor. So when she sat next to him that night in the empty Common Room, she didn't know what she was saying until after she said it.
"I'm sorry."
And he stared at her for a moment before saying, "Yeah. Yeah, me too."