"Ron, i have ways of making people talk. Stare down, conscience building, good cop bad cop, name it, i've done it. I've been one of your biggest fangirls since i got here, with Harry and Hermione too. Not to mention i'm a journalism protegee. Please, it's okay. I've known since, like, ever. The best way to do it, is just to say it. I'm not Rita Skeeter, i don't tell everyone what i hear. I'd rather die than betray someone's trust, even if i hate them. Trust me, i talked with Hermione the other day and she turns tomato red whenever she mentions your name. I'm not like the other girls as you may have noticed well. I'm smarter than you think." she said compassionate vibe coming out of her. She wanted to be trusted and she meant every word she said.

[b]"Yeah i know. You're up to something i know that, nothing else. But the way... the way things are going now, with... him... free and killing people off, you never know if... you might lose somebody you... well... love. I'm lucky to be a kid not having to worry about these sort of things, i'll probably end up an old maid or something, for about another two years. Trust me, if you just tell her how you feel, that must be hard because you're a guy and all, she'll feel the same way. i'm sure about it." she reassured him after getting her sweet, sweet confirmation of the rumors. But no, she's not going to publish it, she keeps her promises."