I forget a lot of things, I'm known for it. So tell me then, Why haven't I forgotten yet, That you are a Potterhead? Why haven't I forgotten yet, That once I owned a piece of you? Why haven't I forgotten yet, The times when we seldom met? Why haven't I forgotten yet, That once I was in love with you? Why haven't I forgotten yet, You owned a place in my head? Well a tiny voice whispers to me, Maybe I haven't forgotten, Because you haven't too. I could be a fool and imagine it to be true, So I'll be one, unless you tell me not to.