Hiya ^.^ so its been quite some time since ive uploaded anything, before anything else ive got some bad news followed by some good news. First the bad news, if any of you have been reading my first fic, "The Greatest Emotion", I will not be updating on it anymore. Sorry! Ive suffered some major writers block... Now for the good news: It is up for adoption! You can read it, and if you would like to take it over, Pm me and let me know, you can only adopt it if you are the FIRST peson to pm me.

But anywho, I would also like to announce that I will be putting out new chapters every saturday until its done :D yaaay! , you stole my life...DX

Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter duh!


*Harry's POv*

Harry sighed as he picked lazily at his food, eyebrows furrowed in irritation. He had spent the majority of the previous night drinking with Ron (who had just suffered from a very messy breakup with one Hermione Granger). The last thing he remembered was Ron finishing up his forth (or was it fifth?) bottle of firewisky, before going into a drunken rant about "that nosey uptight bitch" and passing out angrily at the foot of his bed, legs hanging off the bottom. Harry didn't like this kind of talk about Hermione, but Ron was heart broken, what did he expect? usually this loss of memory would not faze him (as it was not a rare occurrence between the houses to sneak in a few drinks after hours), but he couldn't help but feel that he was missing something very important in the previous nights events. As if that weren't enough, it felt like something was being hidden from him, if the knowing smile Hermine sent him whenever he mentioned his delima was any growled in frustration before dropping his fork with a loud clatter and bringing his hands up to his face and sighing. This action not going unnoticed by Hermione, she nudged his shoulder gently.

"Are you all right Harry?" she asked quietly, once again sending him that knowing smile. He eyed her suspiciously.

"Yea," he began "I still cant remember what happened last night." he growled in obvious irritation.

"Oh" She frowned, as if she had expected another answer. Harry kept his eyes on her.

"Damn it Hermione, I cant help but feel that you're hiding something form me." Harry sighed giggled and smiled innocently before turning to face him once more.

"Why Harry, I have no idea what you're talking about." she replied, batting her eyes. Harry sighed in defeat, knowing that once Hermine has had her mind set on keeping a secret, she was not going to let it go so easily.

"You're a terrible liar 'Mione..." he huffed before standing "I'm going to try to get a few minutes of sleep before potions." he announced.

"That's fine Harry, but don't be late!" she replied. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the motherly tone in her voice.

"Yes mum." he replied, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. She giggled at
Harry's sarcasm. Harry turned to leave the Great Hall, for the first time noticing the glare being sent his way by a certain redheaded gryffindore. Harry mentally slapped himself. "sorry mate." He mouthed. Ron sighed, before smiling and nodding towards Harry, letting him know that there were no hard feelings. Harry smiled back, although it was a bit awkward, he was thank full that his friends had decided to try and keep things relatively normal in keeping to their usual seating arrangements. Harry was so engrossed in his own thoughts, that he failed to notice the look shared between Hermine and one Blaise Zabini, before heading for the giant doors.