Setting: I don't knooow
To be honest, I had no idea what was prompting Amaranta to think I was... gay of all things. Or that I didn't like her! Hadn't I proven that enough? Sure, we were both busy with NEWTs and being in different houses didn't help. But.. what else was I to do? I didn't know. I saw her enough, didn't I?
And why had she gone and gotten drunk like that? It was before classes still, so I wandered towards her dorm, where I had told her I'd meet her. We could have breakfast together, and talk. Hopefully she wasn't feeling too terrible..