...o he should listen to you."
"Not Ron, he's a pig." Lavender spit out. "I don't know why I ever liked him back in Hogwarts. I must've been so stupid."
"If you don't like him why are you going out with him?" Harry asked. She didn't answer but looked down at the floor and shuffled her feet. "I'm sorry it's not really any of my business."
"No, it's okay." She lifted her head. "I guess I still don't like talking about it. You see in the final battle I was bitten by that werewolf death eater. When I woke up in the hospital wing they told me I was a werewolf now too. Suddenly it was like I was infected and no one would come near me. That's when Ron showed up and offered to let me stay with him. I thought he was just trying to help but the truth is he's just using me."
"I'm sorry Lavender," Harry apologized, "I had no idea you had been bitten."
"It's not your fault. You're so important they don't bog you down with every casualty."
"But you're my friend Lavender and I'd like to help you." Harry offered. "I know a thing or two about werewolves and I'm sure something can be done. You don't have to put up with Ron just because of your condition."
"I'm really glad you said that Harry." Lavender smiled. "Because I have a request. Do you think I could be a part of your family? I don't need to be the leader or anything but I've always sort of fancied you and I could really use your help."
"Are you sure Lavender?" Harry asked. "Because if you are I'm ...