"I did, however, make two friends." Now she was crying, her voice thick with emotion. "Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, they saved me from a Troll on Halloween. I would have died if it hadn't been for them. It was the start of everything that swallowed my life thereafter. I was nothing special, but Harry was. He was Harry Potter - the boy who lived. The only known survivor of the killing curse. We went through hell and somehow made it back together, Harry and I. Ron too, for the majority of it. But it was always consistently Harry and I."