"Oh, I haven’t forgotten," Hermione said, glancing at Yaxley, who was smirking at her.  "Neither has he.  I know who he is, Ronald.  I know the sort of things he’s done.  I’m up to my eyeballs at work trying to make sense of his files.  I also know what he’s like when he’s with me, and I don’t need to justify to you who I choose to have in my life."