Ginny frowned. "Hermione, honestly. We’re friends. If there’s something wrong, you can talk to me about it. Even if it’s about...Malfoy." Her face screwed up for a second, but she continued on in a gentler voice. "You’re acting miserable, you and Malfoy haven’t been talking lately, and after what I saw downstairs... Hermione you can talk to me – I’m not going to...judge you. No matter what’s going on."