She couldn't resist the urge to tease him just a little bit to soften the awkwardness of the conversation. His snort of laughter appeared to indicate that he wasn't the least bit worried. Her friendship with Ron ended at the same time that the girl she used to be died in the broom cupboard. It was too hard to try to forge anything resembling what they used to have with the gaping hole between them that should've contained Harry. Maybe if he'd lived they would've been able to continue their friendship or even become more than that. Without Harry, however, it was impossible. They could hardly stand to be in the same room together.