Me:How the fuck should I know? Do you think I can read minds? Do you think I know how to do legilimency? I'm not fucking Voldemort here, and if I was then I wouldn't use that power to see if people liked me because I would have no nose and be hideous and evil so clearly no one would like me, except for maybe Bellatrix Lestrange, but I'm pretty sure she's married, did her husband die or something? I don't fucking know.
This seems so obvious now, but it never really clicked before.
“It’s very lucky he picked tonight, you know,” said Hermione as they climbed fully dressed into their sleeping bags and propped themselves on their elbows to talk. “The one night we weren’t in the tower…”