Augustus made her feel like an equal from the first day they spoke. He made her feel valued. Perhaps that was something that young wizards, and witches too, needed to learn as they grew older. Too often she simply felt like she was annoying or exasperating or simply a convenience for the boys she took a fancy to in school. She was an afterthought. The assumption was that she would always be available when they needed her. No one appeared to care much about her well-being and security until she was locked in a broom cupboard with a Death Eater bodyguard.