She didn't know what to say, so instead just held the book out to her friend with a nod. It'd be easier for Dora to reach the right shelf anyways. "Thanks."

After that, she simply stood there for a long moment, torn. She wanted to just shrug off Dora's excuses, like nothing had happened, and yet she wasn't sure she could do that. Not after all the resistance she'd had to put up with for the last...well, she'd given up counting how long.

Instead, she ran her gaze up and down the books in Dora's arms, her eyes settling on the Gryffindor's hand. It was there. That was a good sign, right?

"So, does this mean yeh betteh?"