"Then don't let them," Ron told her. Embarassedly, he admitted, "This little git who's pretty much bullied me all through school got turned into a cat and I took him in without knowing it. I talk to my pets--told him some of my worst secrets, some things that were bothering me, things that were worrying me. He knows all of that now. Thing is, I know that he knows it, and he may know what I was thinking then...but he doesn't know what I'm thinking now. He may know what can hurt me, but it doesn't mean I have to let him. Jsut 'cause someone knows what you were thinking or doing doesn't mean they control you somewhere. Just means they're nosy."
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