Excerpt: I'm reading some random book on the couch when I see a tall figure walking fast towards me, Harry. "What is it Harry?" I say. " What the hell are you doing?" He says. I knew exactly what he meant but I still decided to ask. " I don't understand." I lied, trying to appear confused. I could tell Harry was getting pissed. "You know exactly what I mean," he points at me, " Here you are fooling around when we're all trying to clean up this mess." His . "Ok ok I got it, just chill every thing's under con-" "Is she starting to-" His eyes widened. "Remember?" I finished for him, "No, not really let's keep it that way." "Right," Harry says quietly " I have t-to go so I'll see you later." "Yeah ok bye" I say and turn back to my book. And then I thought, "What if she does remember everything from that night?" , but I pushed the idea out of my mind and continued while I wait for her to come back.