"Yeah," she admitted glumly. She still felt bad. Dennis had just told her that he fancied her and now she was talking about another boy. "I really like him. But he went to live with Muggles and I know I can still talk to him, but I can't see him. And I bet he'll meet some Muggle girl and I have two whole more years at Hogwarts and I don't want him to.. I mean, it's not fair of me to expect anything from him because we weren't anything and.."
Shifting on the bed, Romilda put her head on Dennis' shoulder and sighed. "I barely had the chance to get to know him."