Shrug. "It's not a sensitive subject, things've always been this way."

She nods. "My father was also an asshole but mum was okay and we moved away from him."

"That's good."

"You know, if you wanted to move away we could probably find somewhere in our place..."

"Really?"

"Yeah, we have rooms, and now that Charlie's moved you could probably fit."

"Gosh."

She seems deeply moved by this offer.

Ron beams.

"I'd have to check with Mum... But I'm sure she'd be fine with it."

"Wow!"

Well now he's feeling all happy and warm and stuff.

She beams at them all. "You guys are awesome."

"You should still probably talk to Professor McGonagall or Professor Dumbledore about it, though."

"Absolutely."

He smiles at her, then resumes eating.

She takes out her schedule to check when she next has class with McGonagall.

It's not until Thursday's second period.

And suddenly the twins emerge from apparently nowhere. "So, Potter! How're you liking Hogwarts?"

"Our brothers annoyed you to death yet?"

"Nah, the boys back home were way worse. Your brothers're okay."

"They must be dreadful," George says, shuddering with excess delicacy.

"To be worse than our brothers? Unthinkable," agrees Fred.

"We're right here."

"We know,"

they say in unison.

"Your brothers aren't gross."