She hadn’t been avoiding her friends or other Gryffindors, per se, but she didn’t know what she would say to them. Would they treat her any differently? There was also a twinge of uncertainty—most of her time at school had been spent with Harry and Ron. She hadn’t gone out of her way to nurture friendships with other classmates, least of all her dormitory mates. How was she supposed to look Lavender Brown in the face now, as a married prisoner of the Headmaster? 