I'm close to asking Potter where her sleeping quarters are several times, but always dismiss the thought at the very last moment. Mostly out of shame, because deep down I know that I wronged her with my accusations. Once again, my emotions were to blame. It was an unfamiliar mixture of guilt and desperation that overwhelmed me to the point of ruining any chance of retrieving the situation, and now I have absolutely no idea how to set things right again. However, pride also plays a small role. While I'm well aware that I'm the one who fucked up, I don't want anyone (including Granger) to think that I'm crawling to her on all fours.