Eager, Ron reached out towards him. "So, you'll help me. Help me talk to her." Shaking his head, despondently all of a sudden, he whispered, "I don't think she even knows that I exist." Reaching for Harry, circling his wrist with frightening strength, he demanded, "But you'll help me, you promised. Right? You're the "boy who lived'. You can do everything. Surely you can make her fall in love with me as well."