"Yes, of course for real. Who would make that up?" Romilda pushed her hair behind her ears and sighed. "I know because I read my journal and talked to my best friend. And my own handwriting wouldn't lie to me, would it? Besides, Ioan would never lie. He's been so nice to be and he's been trying so hard to help me. And I remember parts of him, but I don't remember that I love him."
Hermione was going to think she was crazy. Romilda knew how it sounded.