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Thread: Memory Bound

Nora finished up dinner while listening to him try rationalize his thoughts. A smile spread across her lips, for she was not used to such chatty company. In fact, she was not used to any company at all anymore. It was always just her and Sebastian at home, and she managed to get in some human contact at work or the store. Her life was simple, but little did she know, Harry might be the one person to turn it upside down. The couch pulls out into a bed, she said over her shoulder, It's not the most comfortable thing in the world, so I apologize. I'll get you some blankets and pillows in after dinner. Walking into the living room with two plates in her hands, Nora's eyes lit up at Harry. He cleaned up nice, and the way the clothes she gave him hung on his frame, they made him look like a normal young man a handsome one, in fact. The boy in the park and the boy in her apartment looked like two different beings. And you don't need to keep sayng you are sorry, she murmured, pushing a plate toward him. Walking over to the sofa, she plopped down with her legs folded underneath her and began to stir her pasta around. Since she lacked a table, eating in the living room was their only option. It's not your fault, you know. Judging by the bruises and everything, I doubt your situation was an accident. Leaning over, Nora took a bite of chicken and pasta. Her eyes glanced toward the television as she chewed, thinking over her current predicimate. What had she gotten herself into? He must think she is crazy for bringing home someone who was practically a stranger... But the thing is, she felt his pain, and despite not wanting to believe it, she was a tad lonely. And that's when the news abruptly took over the channel. A reporter read from a paper, obviously unrehearsed, stating that more deaths have occured today in London. The people were found in their home dead with no signs of natural causes, yet no signs of physical harm... Things like this were becoming more common throughout the past years. Th deaths were so unusual, so hard to explain, that Nora tried not to think about it. The last thing she needed was one more thing to worry about. Wow, she murmured, shaking her head, Two more bodied found right on the edge of London... Taking another bite of her pasta, she found herself looking at Harry with indifferent. Crazy how they can't find a single thing wrong with them, huh? It's like magic...
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he smiled a little and nodded. it's ok, like I said I'm used to sleeping on uncomfortable things, any bed would be a welcome relief. he admitted smiling at her happily. thank you... for taking me in, I promise I'll find a way to repay you for this. he promised calmly smiling at her again as he scratched Sebastian's ears before settling onto the couch, grimacing as she told him to stop apologizing. i'm so... I mean... er... he blushed and coughed into his hand, looking sheepish. i'm just nervous... I don't want to be in the way or upset you. he admitted smiling at her sheepishly as he started to tuck into his food at laser light spread, finishing his plate save for two pieces of chicken which he kindly shared with Sebastian. Even starving, it was clear to see Harry had a kind soul. Harry was one of those people who would give everything he had if someone needed it. He looked startled when the news took control and he looked with horror as he heard how they had died. It sounded so familiar. Avada Kedavra. he muttered softly touching the TV flinching as he pressed a hand to his head. a...ow... he groaned, shuddering a little. yes... magic. he muttered leaning against the bottom of the couch, tears of pain in his eyes. i... have a terrible headache all of a sudden... he muttered, voice husky with pain. do you have any pain killers? he asked hopefully. i've never had this before... I was so sure I was going to remember something. he complained softly. something about those deaths... that was a worrying thing to say, because for most people it meant that Harry was involved in them somehow. He had either helped kill them, witnessed a death, or was helping stop them. Whatever it was, it meant someone dangerous was probably looking for him. Harry suddenly staggered to his feet and darted into the bathroom, the door slamming shut, but doing nothing to stop the sounds of him being sick from filtering through. He had eaten too much too fast and now he was paying for it. He heaved and huffed before laying his face on the cool linoleum to sooth his burning face before he got up and rinsed his mouth out, staggering back out into the living room. sorry... ate too fast I think. he muttered sitting back down on the couch and resting his head back, closing his eyes. i'm just... going to take a short nap...
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Nora frowned as she heard him getting sick in the bathroom, putting her plate of food on the coffee table before standing up. She walked across the room and went straight for the kitch to grab the chair shaw ha cut his hair in. Sliding it to the counter, she stood on top of it and went through her medicine cabinet until she found migraine relief. When she returned, Harry was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he were tying to rest. She didn't blame him. The noises coming from the batroom a moment ago sounded awful... Sitting beside him, she hesitantly reached her hand up to his forhead to gently brushed his hair away from his damp forehead. Her fingers grazed his scar before disappearing into his dark hair, feeling of his soft tresses as he tried to coaz his pretty green eyes open. Harry, she murmured, worry etched across her face and swirling within her grey eyes. Take this, okay? Grabbing his hand, Nora made him stand to his feet and handed him two pills and his glass of water from dinner. As he stood, she pulled the sofa bed out and grabbed some blankets and pillow from the closet. Within minutes, she had the bed set up and was pushing him down into him, making him lay down underneath the soft, fleece covers. She sat on the edge of the sofa bed, looking down at the handsome, troubled young man with a frown. Her hand reached up to rest on his cheek, and she let out a sigh. You just need to get some good sleep, she whispered, trying to comfort him, Stop worrying about remembering things, alright? It will only make you feel worse until you get some rest. Don't worry about paying me back... You're no trouble, and Sebastian will make sure of that. Grinning, she tilted her head to the side and let her hair fall over her shoulder. You can stay as long as you like... I suppose I like the company.
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he winced as she touched him, startled, or more expecting a hit and he blinked at her, a slight fever, but that was to be expected when you lived on the streets, he'd had a fever ever since he'd woken up three weeks ago. Infection somewhere he supposed. He blinked at her and got to his feet, making a distressed noise in the back of his throat as he did so but he took the medicine and drank the water obediently, blinking slowly, looking exhausted. It had been a big day for him and puking probably hadn't helped his fatigue. He laid down when she urged him to and sighed softly as he snuggled into the pillow and bed with small sounds of serious pleasure and contentment. They where almost bedroom noises harry was enjoying the soft things so much before he smiled at her. thank you. he mumbled softly his hand catching hers and holding it gently as he closed his eyes and went to sleep, there was no stopping it, he was just asleep right then and there, breathing softly. Fortunately he released her hand with the gentlest of tugs and simply snuggled more firmly into his pillow. He was awake when she got up, and was on all fours on the floor of the kitchen, scrubbing it clean while Sebastian watched. The entire kitchen had been cleaned spotless, which meant Harry had to have woken up around dawn in order to clean, or maybe he had woken up gotten bored and then started cleaning to repay Nora. Whatever the case he was cleaning, and chattering to himself like a madman though she couldn't understand what he was saying he was clearly talking to either himself or Sebastian as he dipped his scrub brush into the water before resuming his scrubbing.
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Nora walked in to the kitchen early the next morning, her eye's still adjusting to being awake and in the light. Stumbling through the living room and into the kitchen, she nearly tipped over Harry on the way to the coffee pot. Her eyes went wide and she caught herself on the counter. Sebastian's ears perked up, and Nora slowly looked over her shoulder at the young man on his hands and knees, scrubbing her floor. Eyebrows raised, she put her hands on her hips and gave him an incredulous look. Dressed in just a long t-shirt and panties, her hair all over the place, she was not prepared for the scene she woke up to. Harry, what the Hell are you doing? she asked, reaching down and grabbing him by the arm. Making him stand up, she looked around the spotless kitchen with a sigh. I told you that you did not need to do anything around here... I mean, thank you, but still... Shaking her head, Nora walked over to the coffee pot and turned it on to let it brew, then grabbed two mugs out of the cabinet. Reaching in the fridge, she grabbed the carton of orange juice and poured two glasses. Did you sleep well last night? she asked, hopefully. You never knocked on my door, so I assumed you didn't need anything... She took a sip of her orange juice then put it down and opened one of th elower cabinets to get the dog food out. Pouring it into a large, metal bowl, she lt Sebastian eat and patted his head.
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Harry yelped when he tripped over her, startled, not in pain, just startled, blinking at her rather stupidly as she scowled at him looking very nervous as he hunkered down like a dog about to get yelled at, staring at her as she patronized him with her eyes. A full blown panic reached his eyes as she grabbed him and yanked him into the standing position, making him flinch and cower. i'm sorry! he wailed, cringing away from her as if he expected to be struck. Not the reaction one might have expected from someone as strong and brave as Harry. i... y..your not going to hit me? he asked, staring at her with wide, terror struck eyes as she thanked him of all things, making him swallow thickly. Wherever he had been, whoever he had been with it was clear from that reaction that he had been abused, a lot. He started to calm down as she headed over to the fridge and hesitated. i... had nightmares. Harry admitted softly, sitting down hesitantly, worried about his own reaction. i.. I woke up... the sun was down but I couldn't sleep and... and I just.. HAD to clean.. I felt that something bad would happen if I didn't... he admitted biting his lip. i didn't mean to hurt you... he was jumpy, skittish, but starting to relax as he sipped at his orange juice looking confused and frightened. i don't understand. he admitted suddenly, biting his lip. i... I just... no ones ever hit me on the streets, they never had a chance.. so why.. am I so afraid? he asked, worried, afraid of his lost memories now. What kind of person had he been? What if he had been a bad person? What if he had been a part of a gang that he was so afraid of being struck? Maybe he was a slave... did slaves still exist? Maybe... maybe he was putting Nora in danger?
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Nora could not help but look at him with shock, taking in his sudden burst of fear and terror. Why was he so skiddish? Not only was he child-like, but Harry acted like a child that had been previously abused. Lips pressing together, eyebrows creasing, Nora walked over to where he sat down and gently grabbed his hand. Her thumb calmly brushed against his palm and she bent down to look at him in the eyes. Harry, I'd never hurt you, she whispered, her eyes soft and sympathetic. When he started to apologize, wondering aloud why he was so afraid, she tilted her head to the side. You are afraid because your lost, but I swear on my life, I'd never do anything to hurt you. You are scared because nothing is familiar, and I'm sorry I can't be better help... But, maybe it would be healthier for you to stop trying to regain your previous life? Maybe you should try to pick up with a new one and get in touch with the world around you. A frown touched her lips, and she tightened her grip on his hand. Your memory will come with time, okay? And until then, how about we get to know eachother? After all, I haven't seen you since we were... Eleven, I think. Nora smirked and stood up, glancing at her watch. Turning, she bend forward to pour a cup of coffee, giving him a good look at her panty-clad back side, then went into the living room the watch the news before work. She pulled her feet up underneath her and held the warm cup in her hands, looking at he screan casually. Sebastian followed, laying down in front of her on the floor.
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Harry licked his lips nervously as she took his hand and stroked it, the fear melting away as she touched him, swallowing thickly. i know... I'm sorry I... I don't know what happened. he admitted softly. Holding her hand, biting his lip. someone... else. Hurt me. he muttered softly. i'm not sure who... he admitted calmly before looking startled, his head tilted. stop... trying to find my last life? he asked biting his lip as he pondered that, sighing a little. you might be right. he admitted. i'm... frightened, of myself. he admitted smiling at her. i would like to get to know you... he admitted softly. you are a very kind and good person. he murmured softly, smiling at her as he followed her with his own cup of coffee. Black as pitch it was. He sat next to her, watching the news, his head tilted a little as he watched before yawning and rubbing his eyes. He had slept very poorly, and he was hoping to take a nap now that he had gotten his cleaning fix out of the way. He smiled and gently leaned against her, so desperate for human contact that he was actually cuddling with her, closing his eyes as he rested his head on her shoulder, sighing softly. your warm. he mumbled softly comfortable and mostly happy with his current situation. He let her up when she made motions to get up thankfully, and when she did get up he laid down on the couch, hogging it as he snuggled in and started to take another nap before hesitating. when do you get home? he asked softly, smiling at her. i'll make you dinner.. he offered, his head tilted, wanting to do nice things for her. Nora? he asked just before she left, his eyes uncertain. ... do you think I could be a bad person?
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Nora wrinkled her eyebrows and looked over at Harry. With a sigh, she shook her head and offered him a soft smile. No, I do not think you are a bad person, Harry, she murmured, Even if you were before, that doesn't mean you are now... People can change, you know. With that, she turned and headed toward the shower, peeling off her clothes and stepping into the hot water. Sighing in the steam, she washed her hair and bathed her body before stepping out and blowdrying her hair into long waves. After applying some makeup, she slipped into her usual black pants, black shirt, and apron. She checked her watch then hurried around the house, grabbing a bagel and patting Sebastian on the head as she grabbed her purse. I'll be back around six tonight, Nora promised, There is some stuff to make a sandwich if you get hungry! If there is a knock on the door... Well, don't answer and don't buzz anyone up, okay? No one but you and I are aloud in here. At that, she left, walking down the five flights of stairs and running across the street to work.
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harry smiled at her, glad that she didn't think he was a bad person. He laid on the couch and napped until she came back in and he smiled and nodded at her instructions. i won't let anyone in. he promised calmly before watching her lave, glancing at Sebastian he smiled at the dog. want to come take a nap with me boy? he offered his head tilted as he pulled the bed back out let the dog up on it and took a nap until noon when he jerked awake gasping and sweating from a nightmare that he couldn't quite recall. All he could remember was a bright flash of green, and an ice cold laugh, but it had left him shaking and terrified, the name Cederic and Sirius on his lips. Who they where, Harry didn't know, but he had a feeling that they where very important. He groaned a little and slid out of the bed, patting Sebastian's head and took a shower of his own, luxuriating in the warm water for close to an hour before he finally stepped out, dried off and got dressed. well, what should I make her for dinner? harry asked curiously, wondering who he was talking to, himself or the dog? Either way he felt ridiculous, but after weeks of silence, it bothered him. He turned on the Tv loud, letting the sound permeate the apartment and perused the fridge for something to eat he made himself a good sized sandwich and shared bits and pieces with the dog, smiling a little as he stroked the Canines head, sighing a little. i wish I could remember that dream. he muttered, it was bothering him, he never noticed that his personality had shifted into more of an adult like persona, how could he? He still felt perfectly himself. well, talking to you isn't helping my plea for sanity is it Sebastian? Harry asked smirking as he shook his head at his own stupidity. He rolled the bed back into a couch and looked around, shrugging. Nora had said not to, but he was going to anyway, it was the least he could do. He cleaned the rest of the kitchen and cleaned up the living room and the bathroom but didn't clean anything else, not wanting to invade her privacy. When she got home the apartment smelled like cooking meat, good cooking meat, Harry was in the kitchen flipping steaks on a skillet. Whether that had come from the freezer or he had obtained them somehow only Sebastian knew. He was whistling as he cooked and reached down and tossed Sebastian's ball whenever the dog brought it over to him, snickering at the dogs goofy playful nature as he flipped the steaks again. what do you think Sebastian, should I make a vegetable too? he paused. i wonder if she counts potatoes as a vegetable? he mused examining the steaks, glancing at the dog. i really should stop talking to you, you know. Nora is going to think I'm crazy... yes yes alright I'll throw the ball. he teased tossing the ball again before heading over to the pantry and pulling out some potatoes. fried or mashed do you think? he asked the dog before blushing hard as he noticed Nora. er... I wasn't talking to the dog... honest..
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Nora walked into the kitchen with an arched eyebrow, taking in the surroundings for a moment before speaking. She eyed the food, Harry talking to Sebastian, and the clean house... Her lips turned into a smirk, and she shook her head. Reaching around herself, she removed her apron from work and tossed it on the counter, pulled her hair down from its pony tail, and removed her shoes. You just couldn't help yourself, could you? she said, amusement in her tone. Well, it smells good. How was you day? No one knocked on the door, did they? I'm a little late on my rent, and they are bound to come to collect sooner or later... Grabbing Sebatian by the collar, she let him out to the balcony so he could do his business and flipped the telelvision on the news. Another story about another killing. It was becoming so common to hear about the mysterious deaths that she didn't think much about it. All she cared about was eating dinner, relaxing, and hopefully getting some good sleep... I brought you some clothes, Nora said, nodding toward a few shopping bags that sat by the door. A few things that I thought would suit you... That way you can get a fresh start, go out in public... Start anew. She smiled and sat down on the sofa as she waited for food. I'm not forcing anything on you. Just thought I would help you out a little.
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he smiled sheepishly at her. ... sorry... I got bored and reading made my brain hurt and the TV was depressing. he admitted smiling a little as he shook his head and flipped a steak. one person knocked but I just hid under the bed while Sebastian barked at them. he admitted looking amused. i have no idea why hiding under the bed was a good idea but they didn't try to come in so I guess it worked. he laughed at his own bad joke and prodded the meat before he finished pealing the potatoes and started slicing them up, deciding to fry them on the skillet with some butter and onion's, humming a little ditty to himself as he worked. i had a good day. he admitted. had some strange dreams while taking a nap though. he admitted frowning a little. i just can't seam to remember what they where. I woke up shaking. he admitted shaking his head. do you think that's normal? he asked blinking at her and turning faintly red. you didn't have to do that Nora... but he looked so grateful it was clear he was only saying that to be polite. thank you... I could go out and get a job too, and help you with the rent since I'm living here for a while... he wasn't sure for how long, but he could help her until he found his own place at least. i would like to go outside though. he admitted smiling a little. i thought about it earlier but I wasn't sure if i'd be able to get back in, and it looked like it was going to rain. he admitted frying the potatoes easily before flipping half of them and a steak onto a plate, setting it carefully into her lap before he dished himself up. i hope it tastes alright... I can't remember if I know how to cook or not. he admitted with another chuckle.
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Nora grinned and dug into her food, eating rather quickly since she never had time to grab lunch. It's great, she assured, giving him a nod before finishing of her potatos. His overly innocent behavior was something she was not used to. In fact, it was nothing like anything she had ever been around. Her previous boyfriends were very dominant and her father was a raging alcoholic... Harry's personality caught her off guard, leaving her with little to say. Her eyebrows raised, and her head tilted to the side. You his under the bed? she chuckled, shaking her head. You do realize they cannot come in or see through the door, don't you? I just don't you not to answer the door because I've got some... old friends I would rather you not have to deal with. And then there is that landlord, and my ex boyfriend. Sighing, she stood up and walking into the kitchen to start washing her plate. It was nice to have someone to cook dinner for her.' You don't need to go scoping for a job so soon, she protested, walking back into the living room and leaning against the doorway. You've only been here a night... And besides, you're still trying to regain your memory. With that, she went back to sit on the couch and pulled her legs underneath her.