I woke up in the morning completely hung over. I was staring at a wall. I attempted to roll out of bed but instead rolled over on Harry who was already smiling at me.

"Goodmorning!" he said brightly "Wow you look exhausted I guess revenge is tiring" he said with a smirk.

I honestly had no idea in bloody hell what he was talking about. I gave him a confused look.

"Ok what are you talking about?!?"

"Oh you don't remember do you?" he asked

"Remember what exactly?!?" I asked "You better answer me" I said grabbing his shirt so that his eyes were locked on mine.

He had been distracted by something. "Listen," he said angrily "don't you ever grip me up like that or-"

"Or what?" I said testing him.

He laughed, "Hmm so you think you can talk to me how ever you want just because you gave me a taste of my own medicine?!"

I wasn't paying attention

"Who are you?" I asked looking deeply into his eyes until he looked away.

"You have a past that you hide from people like you've been hurt. You're beautiful Harry."

Was I really falling for him?!?

Notes

Omg she doesn't remember anything is she starting to fall for him?!