"If I was going to become a drunk, I would've done it a long time ago," she pointed out, although a lot of that was Harry's influence. They'd certainly managed to get into trouble together and it wasn't like either of them had been totally clean cut, but somehow she'd felt more balanced with him around. Maybe that was her problem, maybe it had been stupid to rely on a guy to make her feel balanced.

"Like, when I was twelve, probably," she said. "Does mead even exist on the island?"