Harry resisted the urge to remind her that it had been Fred's product, as well.
"I know, and I forgive you for it. But, y'know, most people would just say hello." He finally said, giving her a bit of a smile. She was right, she had been a young girl then. Maybe she had grown up a bit; at least his water hadn't been laced.
"Er, thanks for visiting me. You're the only visitor I've had," He told her, though he didn't want to quite go to the length of asking her to stay because, well, he didn't really. She still sort of scared him. Still, it wouldn't hurt to offer a bit of encouragement, would it? "Don't worry, Romilda. You'll find someone. Just, y'know, no more love potions."