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Date: May 5, 2000
Setting: The Bar
Status: Semi-Private (Luna, Harry)
Summary: Harry meets Luna, and learns something about his past.
Luna was bored. Oh, she was still enthusiastically researching Crumple-Horned Snorkacks, but now, it was all quiet on the Snorkack front, so she was bored.
She'd had her meal, and was contemplating whether to go to the library or take to the air to search for Heliotropes when she spotted a familiar-looking brunette head at the other end of the room, wiping down tables.
She was about to call "Harry!", but remembering what Draco had said, she decided not to. Then, she thought, Well, I can call him over because he's a waiter and I'm a customer, can't I?"
So she did.
Setting: The Bar
Status: Semi-Private (Luna, Harry)
Summary: Harry meets Luna, and learns something about his past.
Luna was bored. Oh, she was still enthusiastically researching Crumple-Horned Snorkacks, but now, it was all quiet on the Snorkack front, so she was bored.
She'd had her meal, and was contemplating whether to go to the library or take to the air to search for Heliotropes when she spotted a familiar-looking brunette head at the other end of the room, wiping down tables.
She was about to call "Harry!", but remembering what Draco had said, she decided not to. Then, she thought, Well, I can call him over because he's a waiter and I'm a customer, can't I?"
So she did.
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Date: 2006-05-07 09:28 pm (UTC)"Hello," he said smiling, "can I get you anything?"
It was just after the words had left his mouth that he was suddenly consumed by a pang of disorientation. For a brief moment he could swear that he was standing in a brilliantly lit room, clocks large and small covering every surface. It was remarkably vivid even for one of his flashbacks.
"Sorry," he said, aware that he must have looked rather strange for a minute there. "Just had a bit of a funny turn. It's my amnesia playing up again." No, came a distinct and rather forceful voice from within his head, it's not your amnesia playing up it's your memory. "Would you like something to drink?"
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Date: 2006-05-08 02:10 am (UTC)