feel_nevermore | Raven's IC contact (Adstringendum)

[He'll find Raven sitting on a bench, lost in thoughts, waiting for him.

When she senses him approach, she looks up and gives him a nod in greeting.]

Hey.

[He returns the nod.] Hey.

[He takes a seat on the bench.] Have you been waiting long? [He'd wanted to just ask her what had gone on before. There had been more than enough hints from everyone except her. But... it seemed it was a bit more difficult asking the person in question rather than the people dropping hints.]

[She shakes her head.] No. You're right on time.

[She gives him a side glance. Poor Harry. A small smile curls her lips as she's reminded of that day when he came to her house to ask her if he remembered what almost happened between them, in her room, during the personality switch event.

She can sense about the same emotions radiating from him right now.]

You have a question you want to ask me, right? [Very softly.] So just ask it, Harry. I promise to answer honestly.

[Of all the things to forget. Drunken Raven is a lost memory to be MOURNED.]

Yeah... [He nods.] Some people have... well... been less than subtle about things. But when I was here before... you and I... were... what, exactly?

[She might have kept a video recording... for the days when she misses Sango. Maybe one day she'll show him that. Maybe.]

One of those people being Ginny? [Because if Ginny had still been in love with Harry, Raven would probably never have said anything. It would have been only fair.]

We were friends. Until we fell in love with each other. Ginny wasn't here at the time. And when she was brought here... You told her you were with me.

Yeah. Well, she didn't... [He pauses.] She said some things that, with what others were saying to me, sort of... clicked with them.

[He nods and doesn't say anything more for a few moments. It's... strange to think of, that he loved someone who wasn't Ginny. But he had been here for a year before. A lot of things can happen in a year.

It's a little funny, in an ironic way, though. Ginny had arrived and he'd told her about Raven. Now he arrived and Ginny told him about Ed. How had it gone when they'd spoken? Had she felt as jealous and angry as he had? Had she understood?

He looked at Raven again. The fact that she hadn't said anything until he'd found some of it out said a lot about her. That she cared about him, for one. That she wanted him to be happy, for another.

He's attracted to her; he can't really deny that. But... he also barely knows her. It would be a bit odd to just jump into a relationship with her and get to know her along the way.

Although with his penchant for jumping in and thinking later, it's a tempting idea. He'd really known less about Cho when they dated that short while. Of course, that had been... disastrous.]

Nothing from... before... has come back to me at all.

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I see. Well... Sokka's had a hard time not telling you too. I almost had to threaten him not to do it.

[She sees him turn silent at her revelation. He doesn't seem that much surprised, though. It's clear he's come to her for a confirmation more than for anything else. She leaves him some time to let his thoughts wander. She doesn't want to make him feel pressured. She came because he wanted answers, not to ask him to start a relationship with her. He's back and Azar knows she still loves him. Yet she knows he's not there yet. There's a chance for them to be together again, Raven can tell from the slight disappointment in his voice as he tells her he doesn't remember. But she won't ruin it by rushing things. 'One day at a time', that's what Suki had told her and she thinks it's a good advice.

When she speaks again, she looks at him.]

Sometimes events here can temporarily change the feelings people have for each other. It never happened to us. I mean events changed our personalities more than once, never our feelings. But just in case we agreed to give each other something precious enough to remind us we were important to each other. [She pulls out the snitch from under her cloak and hands it him.] You gave me this. [And she's kept it all this time.]

I'd like you to have it back. [She gives him a small smile.] At least until you feel that you'd rather I keep it for you.

[He takes the snitch from her and looks at it. It's too small to be used in a game. Where had it come from, then? He didn't remember that Lily had made it for him.

He let it go and it fluttered around him. Yeah, it was certainly his; the flesh memory said as much. He grabbed it again and watched the silver wings flutter.]

What did you give me?

[She notices the way he looks at the snitch and explains.] Your Mother made it for you. She used to be here too.

[At his question, she looks away. Her look turns dreamy.] Back home, I'm part of a team. We're called the Teen Titans. One of my teammates, Cyborg, made a special communicator for each of us. It allows us to always remain in contact whatever the mission. And it reminds us that we belong to a team. My team is the only family I ever had.

That's what I gave you: my communicator. [Because it's one of her most precious possessions. And because in case she'd have left before Harry did and other Titans had been brought here, they would have helped him.]

Mum... [He'd forgotten so many things.]

Do I... still have it?

Lily was very nice to me. And she was very proud of you. She loved the greenhouse too.

I don't know.

Hm. What did it look like? I'll look around for it.

[She frowns as he doesn't reply anything to what he says about his mother. But he probably doesn't feel like talking about her with her. So she drops the suject.]

It's that big [She shows the size in the palm of her hand.] yellow, round-shaped with a capital 'T' painted on the top side of it.

I'll look for it.

[He just put off answering about her for a moment.]

Did you know her well?

Thank you. [Raven had always thought her communicator had disappeared with him. And somehow she had hoped it would allow him to retain some of his memories of this place and of her. But it's possible the communicator is just hidden somewhere, after all.]

[She nodded.] I liked talking with her. I have to admit I was a bit anxious when she learnt about us. I wondered how she'd react given, um, the nature of my magic. But the only thing that seemed to matter to her was to know I made you happy.

What do you mean, the nature of your magic?

[Trust Harry to focus on the tricky part. She sighs a bit and looks away as she admits the truth.] I'm a half-demon. So my magic is pretty dark by nature.

[And her heart squeezes a bit at the thought that he truly doesn't remember anything about her. The Prophecy. None of those things that had brought them closer.]

Huh. Never met a half-demon before. [A pause.] Is it insulting if I say I didn't think you were part demon?

[She gives him a surprised look.] No... But I'm not quite sure what you mean by that.

Well... it's a little obvious you're not just human. I mean... purple hair and eyes, grey skin. But... I mean... [Ohshit, hi corner he just walked himself into.] I've never heard of demons being pretty before.

[Raven's eyes widens a bit and she blushes slightly, averting her gaze. Then she smirks a bit, sarcasm always her best defense.] You mean you've never heard of those sexy demon girls using their charms to make poor men fall helplessly in love with them?

Well, I've met a Veela before, although I wouldn't call them demons. And really, once you make them mad, you see what they really look like and it's... not all that pretty.

Well... when my demon side takes over, I reckon I look a lot less pretty too.

[And she hopes he won't have to see that side of her too soon.]

But we all have our dark sides and our Prophecies, right?

Have I, um, ever had the chance to see that side?

<>i>[He laughs softly.] Hopefully, not. It's a bit of a pain in the arse, having a Prophecy over your head.

Once. But you weren't really yourself either at the time. It was during an event about one year ago. [When she thinks about it, Harry had truly seen the best and the worst of her.]

I can't disagree with you on that. It's a pain. [She looks at him, staring at his scar she can see half-hidden beneath his hair for a moment before looking away.] And so he having part of the soul of the person you hate and fear the most inside of you.

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