The worst things in my life happened one right after the other. The first, I was too young to remember. The second, was being transferred from Beauxbatons to Hogwarts during my third year and be sorted into the Ravenclaw House. And the third, was the bad luck of getting the horrific chance of meeting the Marauders. The punchline? I fall for the one that is most like me. Crap.

Harry still blames himself, the memories still haunt him... They're all gone.. All he wants is for everything to be the way it was before, but it just can't. So, what if the only happy memory of his life back at Privet Drive is what might just help?

Is love a curse? Or is none at all worse? The Weasley twins enter Hogwarts for the first time, and someone else coming as well will bring secrets and unexpected events. If the love isn't mutual, do we deserve being loved at all?

If you're starving, there's nothing you can do but satisfy your hunger. Breaking a few rules wouldn't be so bad, now would it? Especially if you've waited for that...snack for so long. -Lemon!