A/N: So I realized that I should continue. Sorry for taking so long :S

Samantha had been with Harry for over a month now and there were still no answers. She spent most of her sleepless nights in the Library trying to figure out what she was but no idea how to get back into herself.

She remained in the common room that November night, thinking of what she could possibly do. She felt so useless in this condition.

The only upside was that my hearing and seeing had improved so much! I could see past numerous things and heart things such as heartbeats.

And I was so used to Harry's one that I didn't need to turn around to know that he was behind me.

He didn't speak and neither did I. He did eventually sit next to me, in front of the fire.

'Sam,' he called. 'Did- Did we know each other before- before you…'

I turned to him curiously.

'Why are you asking me this now?' I asked.

He bended his legs and put his arms above them.

'Everyone remembers you,' he said slowly. 'But I don't.'

'Well, don't think too much on it,' she said, avoiding the answer.

Harry looked down in her brown eyes. They had colour once again. It was too late for her to stop what was happening. He was leaning closer, she couldn't look away from his eyes and before she knew it they were sharing a kiss.

His hands were stroking her hair as they had once and she was cupping his face with her icy hands.

She was solid. Harry could feel her. He could taste her tongue, it tasted just like strawberries.

She then pulled back and watched him. Harry took one glance at her eyes before it happened: his mind was being attacked by something other than the scar on his forehead.

'Harry, Harry!' she was panicking, he seemed to be having a panic attack.

He clutched his head as he moaned of pain.

'HARRY!' she yelled.

Harry let go of his head and breathed. Then he looked up at Samantha shocked.

'I remember,' he said causing Samantha's brown eyes to grow wide in shock.

'Er, what?'

He glared at her, anger overtaking his emerald eyes.

'Everything,' he said through his teeth.

'Harry, I can explain!' she said quickly.

'Explain,' he repeated and now tears were rising his eyes. 'How could you?'

And without further saying he ran to his dorm leaving Samantha alone with her tears.

'I'm so sorry, Harry,' she whispered even though he was long gone. 'I'm sorry...'