When Chris said her name, Helena looked back at him once more. There was something in that voice.... the way he spoke to her.... it might have been that she'd never been properly spoken to before she came to Hogwarts, but it also might have been just.... him. No, it wasn't you, she said with a sigh, resting her chin on her knees; she hated that he thought this was his fault. I hate how complex this is making things again, but.... Was she really going to tell him? He did deserve the truth. I got caught up in the moment - you know what it's like to be sixteen. Sometimes things just feel right.... she trailed off again and shook her head. This probably wasn't making any sense. It was barely making sense to her.