Hermione is glad for Harry. Glad that he has Ginny on his side in this. It made one thing easier for him, and he deserved that. She just hates that while she wouldn't have ever married Ron, that he had used her in such a horrible way. He'd done it with knowledge and forethought and it's rough to believe, but she heard the truth from his own lips.

"Yeah, we'll be okay," she says, leaning into Harry with a sigh as she closes her eyes. "I hate this so much. I hate that our friend did this to us," she says, explaining just what she meant. "Even after the war, I never would have thought he was this bad. How he could go along with this."

It's just mind blowing, and she definitely needs more to drink. "Whatever you have, Harry. I won't do this often but tonight being tipsy sounds good."