"Oh leave off..." Her voice cracked, but sounded resolved in a way Hermione never expected from her. "Collin used to say I had a  radiant smile,  and wanted to capture the...  perfect picture  of me. He got between me and Fenrir;  saved my life  ." The last part was said regretfully, her face hardened from what should have been decades of sorrow and regret, yet no tears would come. "I knew he fancied me, but I just kept ignoring him. Hell, I could have at least  snogged him  once. So, to hell with you and your  pouting  , Granger.  You still have your friends and you know you're loved. She seems to be making an effort, which is a lot more than what some of us have."