Harry had woken up alone in his 4 post bed devastated, not only because he woke up by himself but because Draco didn't remember anything they experienced together. Every kiss, touch, brush of a hand, every shared laugh and giggle...breaking his heart worse than he ever felt. This was a new sort of pain...a stabbing aching pain that settled in the middle of his heart, fluttering painfully by alone without his pale hand in his tanned fingers.