            "Did it hurt to find out my best mate was befriending a Malfoy? And the eviler Malfoy, at that? Yeah. It did. But I realize—well, Harry helped me to realize—that my anger was more about myself, than you. I was an idiot, back then with the bloody diary, and...and I don’t get to dictate how you live your life just because Malfoy’s part of my fucked-up past." Ginny pushed up onto her knees, her eyes shining with tears. "I don’t want to lose you over this," she whispered. "Not ever."