How could she ever actually believe that she'd spent the previous thirteen years married to Antonin Dolohov, of all people? He tried to kill her when she was a teenager and he'd been the star of her nightmares for years. There was no possible way that that deranged man who smiled at her as he tried to kill her in the Department of Mysteries was deeply in love with her and certainly no way that the feelings of love she had for him were real. If someone suggested she be given a bed next to Neville's parents in the Janus Thickey ward of St. Mungo's, she wouldn't even argue. Clearly, she was completely insane. Her mind couldn't handle the defeat of the side she was on. That was the only explanation that made the least bit of sense. How could she be in love with a lunatic?