Ron turned to her, a perplexed look on his face. "I just don’t understand. We’ve only been gone a year. Somehow, in that year, a bunch of our mates have found themselves suddenly in love with ex-Death Eater, Slytherins? Nott, Parkinson, and sodding Malfoy are now just a part of our lives? There has to be something going on. Do ya reckon Malfoy can brew a love potion strong enough to fool even "Mione?"